The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
The Lesson of Today

Stella has informed Viona when the day is and she wants to qualify from Azam. He comes to Stella's residence and Azam carries her suitcase.

“Vionaa” Stella said, she half ran to see her best friend. Stella hugged the woman so tightly.

“I really miss you” Stella said.

“I also” Sahut Viona while smiling.

“You are so beautiful with a hijab like this. I barely recognized you earlier” Stella said, praising Viona who was wearing black pants (a little tight) with a long maroon tunic combined with a black rectangular hijab. Although her hijab did still show her chest but, it was already good enough in Stella's eyes.

“Aren't you prettier with this robe?” Viona said, humbling herself.

“Ah not really. Hopefully you quickly get a direction yes, it is exciting if we can learn religion together while filling spare time” Sahut Stella with her face that is so sumringah.

They end up talking for a while, while Stella explains Viona's duties in the house.

Azam is at work, he does not know that Viona came today but, Stella has said that Viona will come as soon as possible.

“Where is your husband?” Viona asked, looking around but not finding Azam everywhere.

“She is working” Stella replied, she feels no jealousy, after all Viona has never met Azam before.

“Oh, is it time for lunch? I want to cook first yes, kasian if Azam's cooking waits later” Stella said to Viona. He immediately showed Viona's room which was near the kitchen.

Actually, if Stella's will of course wants her best friend to stay in the living room but, Azam does not allow it. Fear of being slandered, he said.

After that, Stella went to the kitchen to arrange food as Azam's lunch. The habit of the man is still the same, he still likes to eat lunch at home. Even though he was working, either Azam who came home or Stella who delivered her food with a motorcycle taxi or with herself. Little things like that add to their harmony.

“Mas, I'm going to the office today?” Stella asked, she was making a video call with Azam while preparing her husband's lunch.

“Don't, just drop off the motorcycle as usual. Today I was busy once, did not have time to rest even for a moment” Azam said.

Actually, the man likes it if the wife wants to come to the office, only he is afraid if Stella will feel tired and bored later.

“Mas sure? Later can-can not eat this lunch” replied Stella while frowning.

Azam chuckled, very anxious with his wife who was sulking.

“I don't want you to be tired, baby. Waiting for me to work will bore you” Sahut Azam.

Stella was silent for a moment, focused on her cooking.

Silently from the room, when wanting to close her door that was not perfectly closed, Viona saw the warmth of her best friend's little family.

“She was so lucky” muttered Viona before finally closing her room door.

“I want to go there today. No matter what the reason is” Stella said, absolutely.

It was an ultimatum that Azam could not refute. There are times when Azam lets Stella get away with her opinions, and does something she likes and wants. As long as it did not harm the wife, Azam would always nod.

Because the relationship between husband and wife is between two people and two directions. Not only the wife must obey and understand the husband but, the husband must also understand the request of the wife.

“Alright, phone mbak Deden first yes. Be careful on jalan” Azam said.

After finishing with her busyness, Stella immediately prepared.

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Stella knocks on the door of Viona's room, in front of the door Stella stands up while challenging food.

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“I stay first yes, please take good care of the house, I will go home a little afternoon” Stella said. He wanted to say goodbye to his best friend.

“Yes, be careful ya” replied Viona, smiling.

That day somehow Stella's mood felt so good. Either because he finally has friends at home, or indeed the innate mood of pregnant women only.

Bottom line with a smile on her face, Stella entered Azam's room with a sigh.

“Assalamu’alaikum” Say Stella.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Login, babe” Say Azam.

The man was busy with his work. In fact, all employees have been scattering here and there to spend their rest time.

Indeed Azam never changed, despite being at work, the man was still sweet to the wife, evident now he even approached Stella while peeping Stella's forehead slowly. He also hugged his wife a little longer, venting his fatigue.

“Already?” Stella asked after Azam let go of her embrace.

Azam just nodded slowly. It seems that the man has been sleep-deprived lately. In addition to being awake because of his work that does not end, and requires him to do personal overtime at home, Stella is also a little fussy if the night greets.

Like some time ago, suddenly Stella woke up from her sleep and vomited, she said could not bear the smell of sheets used, but the sheets were only replaced about two days before.

Finally, Azam had to wake up and change his bedsheet with a new one so that Stella could sleep comfortably. But, even though Azam did not protest at all, he patiently and painstakingly helped his wife and obeyed her will.

“I'll eat later, baby. My work piled up a little, you could see that” Azam pointed to his desk that was so messy with the files scattered there, “I will have a meeting after lunch so, so, uh, I have to finish some work first” he said.

Stella was silent, staring at Azam and her husband's desk in turn.

“Alright, you can work and I'll bribe you. That idea doesn't sound bad, does it?” Stella asked, raising her eyebrows.

Azam also smiled, if the other wife is it possible that they will be as understanding as that? or would they have such an initiative? thought Azam while looking at Stella full of affection.

“Alright, you don't mind right?” Ask Azam.

Stella shook her head, “I don't mind at all, my husband works for me too. After all, when meeting on an empty stomach is good? Wouldn't that even make your focus split? So, eat well so you can move well too” Sahut Stella.

“Iya dear” Azam replied, kissed Stella's lips briefly then walked to her desk, sat there continuing the work while waiting for Stella to prepare her lunch.

With painstaking care, Stella feeds Azam who is struggling with his laptop. Anyone would be envious to see the affection of the young couple.

“So Viona has arrived, mas” Stella said to Azam, while feeding her husband.

“Then?” Ask Azam.

Actually, it's not an important matter for him.

“Masyaallah, she is very beautiful using hijab. I pangling saw her” Sahut Stella, praising Viona in front of her husband.

“Then?” Ask Azam again.

Actually, for Azam sahutan it is just a formality. He's not interested in talking about Viona at all.

“Ih mas Azam how the response is only so?” Stella said, sulking with her husband's response.

Azam just smiled with his wife's response like that. Slowly leading his wife closer to him, Azam also put the bushel that Stella brought to the table then, making the woman sit on her lap.

“Listen to me carefully baby. To be honest, I'm not interested in the Viona story at all, even if it's you, the special lady who told the story. Telling another woman to the husband is not allowed dear. It has great harm, where it could disturb our harmony.

Prophet SAW, said ‘Don't a wife tell another woman and then bless the woman to her husband as if her husband saw that’. Until here you understand, baby?” Said Azam while peeping the shoulder of the wife covered with hijab slowly.

Stella nodded in response, “I'm sorry mas” he said.

“It's okay, we learn together in the household wading yes. Do not hesitate, when I am wrong then rebuke me, and vice versa” replied Azam.