Night Destiny
Perfect Man

After talking to Mother. Salsa searches for Azka and Gab's whereabouts to take them to lunch. Tracing almost the entire house, Salsa finally found them in the back yard. Azka asks Gab to play ball.

Salsa noticed the familiarity between her husband and her sister. The woman admitted, Azka was the perfect figure. He's handsome, well-established, considerate and warm. Who would not want to be the wife of an Azka. Even his own sister still could not forget Azka. The man was also fatherly, already well deserved to have a child. Hopefully after this they will soon be blessed again.

"Sir Caca, come here, let's go" Gab called when he saw Salsa watching them.

Salsa approached two different men of the generation, "Lunch time. You guys stop playing. Everyone is waiting!."

Hap

Azka held Gab, the little man laughed amusedly as Akza kissed his stomach. Salsa who saw him laughed.

"Gab's happy?."

"Om Aka good. He also has a lot of toys. Gab likes it."

Salsa chuckled, Gab didn't like Azka. Now it looks so sticky. "Don't Gab dislike Om Aka?," Salsa's fishing rod.

Gab shook his head, "Om Aka promised to often invite Gab to play. Gab's like having a father now."

Salsa and Azka stared at each other. Kids are always honest. Maybe Gab wants to have a father like any other kid.

"Then Gab may regard Om as Gab's father. Wouldn't you?."

The boy nodded enthusiastically, "Yey, Gab has a father."

They arrived in the dining room. Azka lowers Gab, the boy immediately runs to Maria. After washing his hands, Gab joined the others at the dining table.

"You sit down first. I'll help Mother prepare food for the children!."

Azka shook her head, "Let me help."

Azka distributed food to the children. Pouring rice and side dishes on the plates of children amounting to about 35 people. After praying together, they ate lunch with gratitude. A simple menu that was so savory for the disadvantaged children, made Azka's heart touched.

"Eat, don't just look at the kids. You won't be full just watching them."

Azka smiled and nodded. He enjoyed the simple lunch with gratitude.

"Dad, Gab wants to feed Daddy!."

"Gab, eat by yourself, son. Azka's father must also eat," Mother scolded

Gab snatched, Azka who saw him immediately approached the boy. He swiftly took Gab's plate and fed it. That handsome boy looks so carefree.

After lunch, the children returned to their activities. Azka and Salsa were talking in the middle room.

"The club calls you Dad. You don't mind, son?."

Azka smiled, "No problem, Mother. I'm glad Gab called me Dad. L like it. She's cute and adorable. Besides, I'm practicing being a father. Really, Honey?."

Salsa just smiled shyly without answering Azka's question, "Mother pray that you will soon be given confidence again!."

"Amin!," replied Azka and Salsa compactly.

"Oh yeah Bun, I want to give a little windfall to the kids. I have sent it to Mother's account. Hopefully it can help the needs here."

Maria saw his phone. There is a M-Banking notification that goes into his account. "Son Azka, are you wrong? I-it's a lot, "Mary was surprised by the nominal given Azka.

"That's for the kids, Bun. Every month I'll send the same amount."

"Thank you very much, Azka boy. May Allah repay your kindness. Facilitate all your affairs and replace the windfall you gave us. Mother also prayed that your household will always be happy."

Azka smiled, "Thank you for the prayer, Bun. If there's anything. Mother don't hesitate to tell me."

"Thank you very much. You were so good to us. Mother is relieved to leave Salsa to you. Mother is sure, with you she will be happy."

Salsa hugged Mary's arm, "Mother is right. Azka is a good man, Bun. So you don't have to worry that I won't be happy."

After talking to Maria. Azka and Salsa decided to go home. Tomorrow Azka is back at work. Pity Redi and Alvin if Azka leaves the office too long.

"Hows it? Have you made up your mind?" asked Azka.

Salsa nodded, "I want to make peace with my heart and circumstances, Mas."

Azka nodded, "When are you going to meet them?."

"If you're ready. We can go there tonight."

Salsa nodded, then she stared out the window. The trip was quite slow because of the daytime.

"What's bothering you? Are you still in doubt?" asked Azka who saw his wife as if she was thinking about something.

"I just don't know how to behave when I meet them. And Salwa ....!"

Azka immediately understood where his wife was talking. "You're afraid I'm getting back close to Salwa?."

Salsa looked at her husband, the look on her face could be read. The man smiled faintly, "Don't worry. Even though we were going to be sisters-in-law, I never went back to Salwa. Besides, we're not gonna live together, are we? What are you worried about?."

Salsa sighed, "If she's my sister, there must be some discomfort when we're together, right? He knows you longer. He knows more about you than I do."

"We need to get to know each other better."

"And it all takes process, Mom. Can't be instant."

"Eat him, we have to spend a lot of time together. That way, we'll get to know each other sooner."

"One more trait of you that I just discovered."

"What?" asked Azka curiously.

"Mode."

Azka's laughter was out. Salsa's attitude made her anxious. "It's only you who dare to call me mode, baby."

"It's true. You're always the mode to be with me."

"What's wrong if I want to spend time with my wife. We're husband and wife, it's only natural that I want to continue with you. Or do you not want to stay with me?."

"Where there is," Salsa replied quickly. The woman smothered her mouth in shame.

"Huhah, you also want to spend time with me right? Then don't say I'm mode."

"Well, whatever makes you happy."

Azka looked back at the wife, "I can't wait to take you on your honeymoon."

Salsa clucked, "Mas must have thought of a pervert right?."

"No!."

Azka pulled her car over, she looked back at Salsa with a gentle look.

Cup

Salsa glared as Akza briefly kissed her lips. The man looked at her with a puckishness.

"You always act suddenly" Salsa protested

"If I ask for it correctly. Are you going to give him?."

Salsa lowered her head, but Azka immediately pulled her chin, making Salsa now look at her. Slowly but surely, Azka drew closer to Salsa.

A gentle lu*matan greeted Salsa's lips. At first she was silent, but over time, Salsa responded to her husband. The two flew together an indescribable sense. The two men are still hypnotized by the activities they do. Until luma*tan it must be stopped because the air supply in their bodies thinned.

Azka rubbed the corner of Salsa's lips. Azka admitted, his wife's lips made him opium.

"I like your lips, baby."

Blushes

Salsa's face flushed to Azka's words. "You make me opiate, I love everything you have. If only you weren't in the puerperium. I'm not sure I'm doing it here."

Salsa said, "You're always perverted. What do you think is just that?."

"I'm a normal guy, baby. It's only natural that I behave like that. Moreover-!," Azka paused her speech making Salsa raise her eleven eyebrows.

"Otherwise what?."

Azka looked at Salsa and lowered her gaze down, "Moreover ... King has stiffened!."