My Imam, Surgaku
(23). Gentle treatment, Husain.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am."

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. How's it working today? Smoothly?"

A warm welcome from the mother when returning home is the thing most missed by some married people.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly, ma'am. Oh yeah, which Aza, Mom?"

"Aza's sleeping again. Last afternoon when I arrived at the house, Mom immediately love herbal medicine for menstruation the same sweet food. Then I told you to rest. Poor thing. From his face alone it looks very painful because of his first period,"

"Yes, Mom.  So Husayn told Aza to go home. Thank you, Mom, for taking care of Aza"

"Don't thank everyone. I'm also Mom's son, too,"

Do'a which Azalea always said is granted. Now he has an in-law who willingly accepts him as a daughter, not as a daughter-in-law. Since Azalea's presence in Husayn's house as a son-in-law, Azalea has always been treated fairly by her mother-in-law. So far, Azalea and her mother-in-law have never been at odds. Maybe because they have the same character.

Azalea also always remembered her mother's message, that she should treat her mother-in-law the same as her mother's. Because after all, since Azalea became the legal wife of Husayn, Husayn's mother would be her mother as well. And certainly, Azalea would spend a lot of time with her mother-in-law, therefore Azalea had to establish a harmonious relationship with her mother-in-law so that there was no quarrel between in-laws and daughter-in-law who would incriminate Husain in the future.

"Yes Mom, Husain is going to go to the room first."

"Yes. But the Aza is not built, son. Cassian. Let's just go to bed first,"

"Yes, Mom. Husain did not wake up."

After a brief conversation with his mother, Husain walked straight to his room. I can't wait to see the sweet face of my wife. Just a few hours did not see the face of Azalea, it feels Husain has begun to miss heavy.

With a slow step, Husayn approached their bed to see the sleeping face of Azalea who had become opium for Husain.

Whenever he saw the calm and peaceful face of Azalea both when asleep and when awake from sleep, Husain always wanted to tell the whole world that he was proud to have Azalea as his wife. He always wanted to say, "Look at my wife, She's soothing like the ocean rushing on the sand. She takes care of me like a baby, and she helps me be a better man. She's so beautiful sometimes I stop to close my eyes. She's exactly what I need".

With heart, Husayn brought his face closer to that of Azalea. Kissing Azalea's cheeks with anxiety. Azalea woke up from her sleep.

Surprised by the sudden kiss by Husayn whom he thought was someone else, Azalea almost shouted loudly. But Husayn quickly smothered Azalea's lips with his. Give a little bit of an ***** and suction on the lips of Azalea.

"Sttts. Don't shout baby, this is Brother." said Husain after releasing their pangutan.

"Abang! Ngagetin knows no. Kira maling!" sumpul Azalea was upset.

"Well, brother is a thief. But not money or anything like that. But brother turned your heart and kiss from you."

"Au ah."

"Dih, Abang's wife. Don't go back, baby, bring food. You don't want to?" haggar Husain while lifting a paper bag containing food that he had bought earlier before reaching home.

In Azalea's heart grimaced. He wanted the food but was beset by prestige.

"Wouldn't you? Yes, it means it has a brother. You can't ask for it, '" seducer Husain.

With lightning fast Azalea grabbed the paper bag in Husain's hand and hid it behind his body.

"Astagfirullahal'azim's chat. Can't get that kayak, baby. Disrespectful, "reprove Husayn as gently as possible. Afraid of hurting Azalea's sensitive little heart. Moreover, plus Azalea who is coming the moon.

"Try here. Brother wants to talk from heart to heart with you." Husayn told Azalea to sit on his lap.

One of the ways Husayn advised Azalea was to have his wife sit on her lap. Then speak from heart to heart gently. Husayn did so that Azalea could absorb what he said without hurting Azalea's feelings. Moreover, Azalea is the type of woman who has a sensitive heart.

Azalea was silent while looking down. Reluctant to raise his head looking towards Husain's serious-looking face.

"Dad! Don't you want to hear your brother's talk anymore? Hmm?"

"Why hm?"

"The place is again a hindrance. How about breaking into your brother's pants?" great-grandson Azalea slowly.

Husain sighed softly.

"On the pedestal, gloves can be dear" said Husain in a soft tone as possible.

"Yes. A moment."

Not wanting to make Husain more angry, Azalea immediately took the sarong in the closet and he was placed on top of Husain's thigh. Only then did he sit on Husain's lap.

"Dengerin Brother. Next time, if you want to take something it can not be taken yes. It's not polite that's the name" Husain said.

"Who is not angry. Brother just wants to take care of you. What if someone else saw you? They are still trying to catch you because you are not polite. How's it? I don't want you to be loved, baby. Okay if only the two are the same brother might not be a problem. Brother can maklumin. But what if you keep that up. And admit to others? It makes you look bad at each other. So don't do it again, dear." continued Husain.

Every word and intonation he used, Husain said as softly as possible. Husain did not want this to trigger a fight between them.

"What did you say, baby? Don't cry, Brother's not angry." Husayn wiped the tears that fell from the two beautiful eyes of Azalea. Gently and affectionately rub it.

Azalea herself did not understand why she always shed tears when she was advised of the mistakes she made. It is also what makes Azalea was once only able to be advised by the mother. Even among his three brothers, no one was willing to advise Azalea for fear that the words they used would hurt their youngest brother.

Husayn immediately embraced Azalea's body and rubbed her back gently.

"Don't get angry baby, so stop crying. His throat hurts,"

"But Brother's face is nereminous," great-granddaughter Azalea.

Hearing Azalea's reply, Husain could only grimace.

"I'm sorry, honey,"

"Dimaafin no?"

"Yeah. Aza maafin's. But smile first,"

"Nih Abang smiled. You can see that you don't believe."

Husayn stretched his arms between them, so that Azalea could see his face.

"Where? I'm not afraid anymore, am I, baby?" seduced by Azalea, Goda Husain.

"Now let's accompany your brother to take a bath" Husain said as he carried Azalea's body towards the bathroom.

"DON'T WANT BROTHER, AZA AGAIN!" yelled Azalea while glaring her eyes at Husain who was just chuckling.

"No problem. Can use another way." replied Husain with a flickering one eye with flirtatious.

"MOTHER-"

Not yet had Azalea asked for help from her mother-in-law, Husain quickly smothered Azalea's lips with his lips.****** and sucked them affectionately without regard to the protest actions that Azalea did.

Upon their arrival in the bathroom, Husain's right foot swiftly closed the bathroom door tightly. Only then did Husain release their friendly kiss.

"You're just screaming, baby. Our room is soundproof. Your throat will hurt. So, let's play to the game with me, baby girl" whispered Husain seductively.

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