Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Mindful

Azka brought a glass of breast-feeding mother's milk as well as the bread she took from the front store into the room.

I just came out of the bathroom smiling. Yeah, that's the routine of an Azka Pradipta after I gave birth to Azki.

"Sorry, I keep waking up!"

"That's nothing, baby. I know you're sleepy too, tired!", Azka put my milk on the table.

"Yes!"

"Drink the milk first!"

I took the glass and sat down and finished it.

"Haus buk?", azka ledek.

"Neverything is! Just appreciate the effort that has been difficult to bring to the room. Kasian, have climbed the mountain through the valley. The river flows beautifully into the ocean..."

"Your husband is not a Hatori Bambang ninja!", Azka said, poking my nose. I laughed softly. Afraid of disturbing Azki who is still sound.

"The more you get here, the smile veins on your face are quite improved. Yes. walopun only for me, mama, papa, bibik and Azki."

"Will spread charm, do I have a beautiful angel at home!", azka hugged my waist tightly.

"Gom to the bal!"

"This is my angel of heaven!", said Azka again.

"Darling...!"

"Heum!", muttered Azka who was currently holding me instead.

"What if we moved in the lower room. Mother's room is spacious. Next to it was an empty space. You can use it for your workspace."

"Can't you happen to think, baby? I also have the intention to talk to you, but first!"

"Oh yeah? Time anyway?", I asked reassured again.Azka nodded slowly.

"Yes, I want to have my own workspace. So don't bother you with Azki if there's more work."

"It's not you who's bothering me but you who's bothering me."

Azka rubbed my head and kissed it.

"Love, you understand the same. You are more mature than your age."

"You too, it turns out that the elders are not very!", chirped me.

"You are young mas hehehehe!", I continued.

"Little can already love you little boy, noh!", I pointed Azki with my chin.

"Yes, let it be small but proficient!", whispered Azka. Suddenly, I remembered about the inner living Azka that he had not been able to get.

"Mas!"

"Hem?"

"Em... How do you say that?"

"By the way, what?"

"I haven't been able to meet your biological needs, how are you?", I asked slowly. Fear of being angry or offended. But it turns out he was smiling.

"Well, you're still breathing, baby!"

I'm shaking.

"That's I know mas, but how the same..."

"Mas can solo a career, until you are really ready again. Not every day that's the case."

"Huh?"

"Don't make it, there's a fly coming in!", I automatically shut my mouth.

"It's like you are."

"Heheheheh before you, how was it? Play by yourself, baby."

"Don't need my help?", I asked to look into his eyes.

"Help?"

I'm nodding.

"Yes, I've read it in some sources, how to meet the biological needs of the husband when the wife is not able to serve."

Azka smiled faintly and then rubbed my head back.

"Mas don't want to be selfish, baby. Why do it yourself, you are just tired! Udah, just calm down baby. insyaallah, strong until the time comes later. Don't think of culture like that! We focus on Azki and your recovery first! Okay?"

I'm nodding. After that, I hugged my husband.

At the same time, Azki awakens. Azki and I approached our son.