Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
The Arrival of Aurel

Azka brought Azki down first. While I cleaned our beds and rubbed Azki's clothes while I was drying on the balcony of the room. Why not just use a washing machine? In addition to just a little, even small baby clothes become easier to rub.

"For Azki!", greet Ami after Azka descends. Ami stood beside Azka.

"Let den Azki be the same as me mas, uh. I mean sir!", said Ami.

"Let me first, soon I will go to the office", said Azka flat. I heard Azka's speech that was so flat and impressed jutek on Ami. Actually, for me, there is no need to be too stiff to face Ami. After all, azka also works with her employees friendly only.

"Mas, do you want breakfast?", I patted her shoulder gently. Azka looked at me.

"Yes anyway. Yes Azki!", Azka handed Azki to me. Smacking Azki's forehead for a while then gawking at the dining table. I saw Ami who looked moody because of Azka's cold attitude.

"Mba Ami has not had breakfast yet? At the end of the day, breakfast first. Take care of Azki!"

"It's non!", said Ami.

"Yes, I want to nemenin mas Azka breakfast first. Nitip Azki yes! Just take it to the side garden."

Ami took Azki from my sling.

"Yes non!", and Ami took Azki with her. Now I'm approaching my husband at the dinner table.

"You want to add a mas?", I asked.

"Fuck baby! You know I can't eat a lot of rice in the morning!", Azka replied with a smile. Duh, very sweet anyway.so want to pinch!

"Oh yes mas, about when will the mother's room want to be made over?"

"Later take care of my dear. Any items that we need to buy can be sent to the mas men. Decor, there will be. Eum... or do you want your own design? Let it be as you wish?"

I'm shaking.

"No. I am not complicated. The important thing is to be comfortable and be with you!"

"Udah is getting smarter seductive husband huh!", Azka rubbed my head.

"Him own husband. If the husband of a new person needs to be bi-na-killed!"

"Hahahaha baby! More darling?!"

The cup! Again Azka peeked at the top of my head.

"They're leaving! It will be lunch at home."

"Hum! Be careful!", I said as I kissed the back of his hand.

"Yes dear, nitip Azki yes. Don't be too tired!", remember me.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, assalamualaikum!"

"Getishalam."

I drove Azka to the front door of the living room. Slowly, our car moved away. I can't stop thinking, Azka who used to be my teacher is now my husband. Even because of me, she had to choose to take care of her papa company and hotel compared to her passion for being an educator.

But, maybe the best should be like this.

"Non, den Azki want to take a bath now, okay?"

"Yes Mba!", I said. Then I took Azki from Ami's mba. We walked together to my room.

Ami prepared warm water for Azki. Once ready, Ami starts bathing Azki. All this time, my aunt did it. But since there is already Ami, yes already. Ami did it.

Azki was fresh and fragrant, Ami brought Azki back to the bottom floor. There indeed I had prepared a baby swing that was near the side terrace.

"Don't forget to use mosquito repellent!", I asked Ami.

"It's non!", Ami takes Azki to the baby box.

"Mba Ami!"

"Yes non!"

"Sorry, how old is Ami?"

"Two non five! Not alone?"

"You nineteen."

"Still very young already have a baby ya non heheheh!"

"Young marriage isn't always bad mba."

I squinted my eyes. Honest to Ami, right?

"Alhamdulillah!", I replied.

"Non Nana is very lucky to have Mr. Azka. already handsome, good work, loving again. Long time dating non?"

Woiih...keren nih babysitter, very smooth nanyanya rich toll road!

"Yes Alhamdulillah mba. We're not dating, we're married."

"Huh? how can? Don't tell me you're pregnant first! You see, Mr. Azka is very mature!"

"Hahah, no! We got married first, just dated and had a child. Not the other way around, mba!"

Ami mangosteen.

"I'm sorry, my husband is actually good. Just, he's too to the point if he doesn't like people."

"I mean, Mr Azka doesn't like me?", asked Ami. I'm shaking.

"Not like in the sense of hate mba. Only, Azka mas too sensitive. She knows that she's Ami, sorry ..caper and my husband."

Ami freezes. Was he so happy with his intention?

"Hahaha..caper same husband non? Yes, it is not non. I was self-conscious at times! Heheheh!", Ami still chuckled.

"Yes, I know. But my husband's over narcissistic times."

"Heheh yes no."

"Yes, I want to go upstairs first. Titip Azki's."

"Every non!", said Ami.

After Nana passed, Ami played her phone. Waiting for Azki who is still sleeping must be very saturated.

"Excuse me mbak!", said Arin.

"Yes mba, why?", asked Ami.

"Non Nana where is it? In front of us is a guest."

"Eum, in the room."

"Can you please call me ngga? I don't feel good about going upstairs."

"Kok you told me anyway? I will take care of Den Azki!", said Ami annoyed.

"What's the fuss?", asked the aunt.

"In front there are guests bik, Arin was just asking for help mba Ami callin non nana. Uh, even nagging!", said Arin ketus. A well-versed aunt only shook her head.

"Yes, I have a aunt who calls non-Nana. Who is Rin's guest?", asked the aunt.

"Non Aurel!", said Arin.

Bibik hesitates to call Nana, but it is also wrong not to call.

Suddenly Aurel came into the house.

"Bibik!", cried Aurel.

"Lho, non!", the aunt looked shocked to see the existence of Aurel who was already inside.

"Why am I banned from entering? Couldn't it be Nana who told me?", asked Aurel .

"It is not non.!" said Bibik tesendat.

"Aurel?", I asked as I heard the commotion below.

"Nana!", Aurel approached me who was still standing on the stairs.

Aurel hugged me so tightly! Yes, I miss my best friend too.

"Sorry!", he whispered beside my ear.

"I'm sorry about Rel too!"

Arin returned to the store, aunt also returned to the kitchen. Let me and Aurel both. While Ami is still busy with his phone and accompanies Azki.