The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Stella's jealousy

After dinner together, Stella felt she had to change her sanitary napkin but, to her surprise, did not find a single item in her closet.

He just remembered if he did not have time to keep the stock of the item.

“Why baby?” Azam asked when he saw the anxiety of the wife.

“Emm, that..” Stella paused her words for a while, “I have no stock of sanitary napkins” whispered Stella to her husband then smiled with her cat's eyes, like melas and sad while feeling guilty to her husband.

Azam can only stroke the top of Stella's head, “We go to the supermarket now. Come” Take Azam, pick up a jacket for Stella and go to the nearest supermarket.

When about to go down, Azam saw red spots on bok*ng Stella, “Stella, wait” prevent it.

“What's up, mas?” Stella was confused.

“Just wait in the car, I'll buy it for you, it's very cold outside. I did not receive a rejection, this command” Azam said then got out of the car, walked a little quickly to the door of the supermarket.

Meanwhile, Stella could only look at her husband with a puzzled look.

Inside the supermarket, Azam was confused by the various brands of sanitary napkins in front of him, he also forgot not to bring a cell phone, his cell phone at home.

“There can be helped, sir?” Ask the store staff.

Azam nodded slowly, “My wife is in need of a sanitary pad*t, I don't know what she used to use so, can you help me?” Azam said slowly, afraid to be heard by other customers.

The store's maids just nodded, “Usually wear the wings or not, sir?” tanyakanya.

Azam shook his head while looking down, “I don't know mbak. Just choose whichever is convenient and the best” he replied.

Suddenly the mothers came to greet him, “This gus Azam is not it?” tanyakanya.

Gus Azam only smiled and nodded politely to the middle-aged woman.

“Yes geez turned out yes. Gus, can I have a photo? I really like this Azam gus, every day I listen to the lectures you convey” Said the middle-aged woman.

At that time the supermarket was a little crowded, some people who also knew about Azam began to surround the man, asking for photos and some even asked for signatures.

Azam at that time could not dwell, because the average of them are mothers.

“Mom and mbak-mbak all of you, I'm sorry. My wife is already waiting in the car, kasian if she waits too long” Azam said, hoping to get out of the circle of the women soon.

But, it seemed that it was precisely making the women around him excited.

“Since when is gus Azam married?”

“Not still single huh, gus?”

“Married to whom, gus?”

That is how questions were asked of him.

“Mbak, please yes two course” said Azam on the cashier.

The man finally came out still with a few women chasing after him.

Stella who was anxious because her husband did not come out, when she saw it made her ride black, her anxiety immediately toilet when staring at her husband was being shrouded by women.

“Good yes. Watch out for you later” muttered Stella then threw away her face, staring out the window.

Even until Azam entered, the woman no longer wanted to look let alone berbiacra.

“I'm sorry, baby. I don't know if they can recognize me and act like I was” Azam said, trying to explain to his wife.

Silent.

“Darling, you why?” Azam asked worriedly, he tried to make the woman look at him but, nil. Stella's anger was bigger.

Azam just smiled, he already understood the situation.

“We go home first yes, chat later at home” said Azam, turn on the engine of his car and slide to the house.

Azam opened the door for his wife, just as he was leaving. So sweet was Azam's behavior to his wife.

The man even brought the sanitary napkin that had been bought into their private room, covering the bok*ng Stella so that the leak of the wife was not seen by their home security.

“Wear this first, it was already translucent earlier when in supermarket” said Azam gave a plastic bag in his hand,

Stella was a little surprised by her husband's words so, since she Azam was protecting him so as not to be embarrassed because his menstruation was translucent?

Because of her high prestige, Stella just took the plastic bag and left just like that.

“Sit here” Azam said after Stella came out of the bathroom, the man patted the empty space next to her. Deliberately waiting for his wife in bed.

Stella still does not speak but, also obey the words of her husband.

“You're jealous hm?” Azam asked while hugging Stella, she also kissed Stella's forehead slowly.

For some reason, it seems like peeping his wife's forehead is now a hobby that he likes so much.

“Not” Reply Stella Cuek.

“I have a story about a woman and her feelings, where as smart as a woman, if you have used feelings, then it is lost already his mind, especially when women are jealous.

For example, the story of Sayyidah Aisyah, she is the smartest woman of all times, she is also a believer ummul where it is an honorary title given to the wife of Prophet Muhammad SAW but, when she is jealous, she is also, you or what's he doing?” Azam paused his words and Stella shook her head in response.

Azam stroked the top of the wife's head, bringing the woman's head into the back of her shoulder.

“He once slammed a plate in front of the Prophet who was with his guest” Azam said.

“Then what did he do?” Stella asked, curious about the story of the Prophet which even had such jealousy.

“He was not angry, he was just calm even he cleaned the fragments of the plate. After that he said to his guests ‘I'm sorry my wife, she's jealous. That's why women can lose their minds when consumed by their feelings, making their intelligence and intelligence instantly sink and dissolve in their own feelings’ so the story, beautiful is not it?” Azam.

“So, that's why you just keep quiet when I don't want to talk to you?” Stella.

“Yes, the reason you did it is jealousy. If for example it was due to another matter then, I will talk about it like this to you. Your character is someone who is hard, if I serve your anger earlier, maybe now we can not hug like this” Sahut Azam accompanied by a ruckus at the end of his sentence.

“Why are you so patient with my attitude like this hm?”

“Because when there is a fire, let us water it with cold water instead of even watering the oil that makes the fire more blazing” Sahut Azam.

The man always had the right answer to every question that Stella asked.

“I do not want to demand much from you, because my job is to guide you to the path of Allah SWT. It is only natural that men are sometimes made complicated by the attitude of women because indeed the mother of women was created when the prophet Adam did not exist, and vice versa women can not understand men, because when the prophet Adam was created, because when Adam was created, mother Eve still no” Azam continued.

Stella finally tightened her arms to her husband.

“Are not angry?” Azam asked his wife.

Stella shook her head, “No. Thank you for being patient and making me understand with your simple sentences” he said.

Azam nodded, “Come sleep”

Azam brought his wife to sleep on their pillows, with the two still hugging each other.