Not the Dream Palace
Chapter 22. Family Togetherness

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Chapter 22

In the evening Irwansyah slept with Rela, Oliv, and Ukasyah in the room. His two children did not want to be away from their mother. After yesterday's incident, the two promised to take care and supervise their mother and sister.

"Mother, here sister massages her legs," Ukasyah said as he began massaging Rela's legs.

"Sister also wants to massage Mother's hands," said Oliv did not want to lose.

Rela just resigned when the small hands give a massage that is actually almost not felt because of lack of energy.

"Dad be envious, same Mother. No one massaged my father's body" Irwansyah said, pretending to be sad.

"Dad, you want a massage too?" asked Oliv with a clear look in his eyes.

"Yes, will," replied Irwansyah with a happy smile.

"If so Father must love a baby's sister as well as Mother," concluded Oliv plain and make Rela and Irwansyah laugh.

"Where can I get pregnant. Only Mother can get pregnant. But, 'that makes the baby both, the same father Mother," replied Irwansyah and got a pinch from Rela with her blushing cheeks.

"Abang, uh." Rela was so embarrassed and annoyed to hear her husband talk like that.

Irwansyah chuckled and hugged Rela from the side.

"Dad don't hug Mother! Later the mother is sick," cried Oliv while trying to keep his father's hand away.

Getting a reprimand from his daughter even made Irwansyah increasingly embrace Rela and Oliv even angry. This made the two old men laugh happily and continue to insult Oliv. 

Unlike the more calm ukasyah. He continued to massage Rela's legs while sholawat as taught by Mother.

Rela likes the nature of his son who is getting older in his words, deeds, and thoughts. Ukasyah also increasingly shows many achievements in academic and non-academic.

"Abang, he said there would be a district-level contest, huh?" ask Rela because his son had mentioned this before, but he felt that his son had not trained.

"Yes, God willing next week, Bun. Pray for my brother to be champion again" Ukasyah replied with a smile featuring his neat teeth.

"But, what, hasn't rehearsed yet?" ask Rela.

"Every day sister exercises with Azizah's mother. After the Fajr and Magrib prayers," Ukasyah replied.

The family togetherness was filled with laughter until nine at night because the two children even mocked each other. In fact, Rela and Irwansyah tired of telling them to sleep.

Seeing the family togetherness made Azizah happy. He doesn't want to disturb them. He was willing to check Rela's condition, but it seemed good because he heard his laughter.

"No, look! They used to be much happier than this. But, since there are you, they can't be like they used to be," sighed Mama Fatonah as soon as she and Azizah faced each other.

Azizah's heart was again wounded by her in-laws. He also wants everyone to be happy. Be it herself, her husband, honey sister, and her children. He wanted to share a sense of happiness together, with no one to hurt.

With a gontai step, Azizah returned to the pavilion on the right side of the house building. The place is a bit far from the front of the house, so he always felt lonely when he was alone.

Azizah cried alone, no one comforted her or wiped away her tears. She also wanted to be like everyone else, while grieving her husband comforted and wiped away her tears.

"O Allah, give our family a spacious heart" muttered Azizah praying for her family's kindness.

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Irwansyah saw Azizah sleeping without a blanket. Then, he covered her because he did not want his young wife also fell ill due to colds. Moreover, the air temperature tonight was rather cold. Apparently, Azizah's sleep was disturbed when Irwansyah fixed the blanket cloth.

"Bang," called Azizah with her hoarse voice.

"Hn, sorry to wake you up. Sleeping again!" tell Irwansyah while rubbing Azizah's head.

Azizah looked at Irwansyah and vice versa. Azizah's hands stretched out and rubbed her husband's sturdy jaw.

"How are things going right now?" ask Azizah.

"He's better. Don't think too much about others. You should also pay attention to yourself. Your body is a bit feverish" said Irwansyah as she touched Azizah's forehead and neck.

"I'm fine, Bang. Also put to sleep tomorrow morning is good again" said Azizah while holding the hand of her husband who used to touch his forehead just now. 

"Drink a lot of water, yes. In order not to get dehydrated" said Irwansyah, then he went and went to the kitchen to get some drinking water.

Irwansyah brought a teapot and a glass to Azizah's room and helped her young wife drink.

"If there is anything, you should contact me immediately" Irwansyah said, enveloping Azizah's body.

"He-it." Azizah nodded.

Irwansyah kissed his wife's forehead. Azizah closed her eyes and enjoyed a gentle touch that felt cold and pleasing to her.

"I'll go back to Rela's room. Remember, if there's anything straight on the phone," said the man in blue dongker pajamas.

"He-it." Azizah nodded again.

Although only for a short while, Azizah felt very happy about the attention shown by her husband just now. He considered that Irwansyah was always fair to his two wives. His care, love, and affection he gave to both of them.

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In the morning Azizah felt her body much better than last night. After the completion of the dawn prayer and continued with the Ukasyah memorization test. Azizah made breakfast.

Rela can now move even though they cannot do homework. He helped Azizah prepare breakfast. The two were also involved in talks about their health and other matters related to their families.

"I heard last night you had a fever?" ask Rela while stirring her gelatin to make her two children's favorite pudding.

"Alhamdulillah, it's better now, Ma'am," replied Azizah.

"You also have to take care of your health not to get sick," said Rela.

"Yes, Mommy." Azizah smiled too.

Aunt Rose went into the kitchen and got some drinking water. Neither Rela nor Azizah greeted him. He also stared cynically at the two women who were chatting while cooking. He's still hurt to treat this family to him.

'Basic of the bod*h and tol*l women. I was sure that they were blaspheming each other in their hearts. You hypocrites, ' Inner Aunt Rose.

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Why is Aunt Rose still at home or living in Irwansyah's house? Wait for it to go, yeah!

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