Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
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By midnight Azki woke up. Turns out he's wetting his head. I'll change his diaper immediately. I saw Azka asleep on her desk uh. Actually I feel sorry for him. In this house, he had no special place to make his study.

After putting Azki to sleep, I approached Azka who was leaning against the bench.

"Mas..mas..move to bed! Your neck will be tired!", I said as I gently shook Azka's shoulder.

"Human? Uh, yes, baby! Sorry for falling asleep!", he replied.

"Sleep on the bed, let's straighten the waist!"

Azka nodded. We're back in bed. I'm still comfortable wearing a mattress directly on the floor without a cot. Sometimes I see my husband, the owner of a star hotel but sleep lesehan 😩.

"You see me, baby? Not sleepy?", asked Azka while leaning her body against the wall.

"Your asses are."

"Kasian why?"

"You must be tired. I'm tired of work, until home still take care of Azki."

"Azki is my dear son. It's natural to keep it up too. You are tired! "

Azka rubbed my head that was not hijab.

"Here!", Azka patted next to him so I could sit next to him. I obey him too

"Evening, boboke! Azki bobo's a good night." I nodded and broke down between Azka and Azki. Really the most beautiful, right???

Azka hugged from behind. The comfort of being in her arms makes me sleepy again. Suddenly, Azki wakes up again. I also grabbed it to get closer. I gave her breast milk until she was completely asleep. I looked at Azka and Azki's faces alternately. The face of the father and son is like a photocopian. Maybe Azka was just like Azki was when she was a baby. So also with Azki, maybe after adulthood your face will be similar to Azka.

Azki's age is almost two weeks. As a wife, I've actually been figuring out how I can give an inner living to Azka mas. But how embarrassing is that??? And apparently, Azka had no intention of asking me. I'm just afraid if Azka does anything out there. Although I always assured myself that Azka would be loyal to me.

After being satisfied they were one by one, I finally slept again.

Azka hugged me, I hugged Azki. Fair right????

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"Obviously, vegetables are for non Nana."

"What is Mulu?", Ami celtuk. The long haired girl tied her hair.

"Let's get more of her."

"What do you do for us, Bik?"

"We are following Ami, the boss asked if we also eat the same food. Unless you want to eat from the outside, nothing."

"Eum.okay! Btw, this is going to cook kale with fish fried Bik?", asked Ami again. The aunt just nodded.

"Yes, it's been a while, I want to go ahead if that's it. After all, Den Azki is still in her room right?"

"Yes there!" said Bibik. Ami began to sweep the living room and the living room. While sweeping, Ami was curious about the empty room near the stairs. Ami wondered why her employer chose to sleep on top. The room is located larger.

As she was about to press the doorknob, Ami was startled by the baritone voice of a man.

"Why are you?", asked Azka who was standing on the stairs. Ami was surprised to see Azka on the stairs.

"A..ini sir wants to sweep!", replied Ami stammered.

"Think, justin. It won't get dirty either."

''i...iya sir?!", said Ami.

Ami continued her sweeping activities. Azka climbed into the kitchen to open warm milk for his wife.

"Sir Azka want me to make coffee?"

"just later! Oh yes bik, I do not want Ami to clean the room Anisa ya bik. Let me not be busy."

"Good sir."

Azka went back to the room again. He saw that his two favorites were still asleep.

Azka thought, how about Anisa's room made Azka's office space. But , at least waiting for permission from Nana. Because after all, this house belongs to him.