The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife

The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Lebaran Preparation


Two weeks into the month of Ramadan, Stella did well without a single obstacle. Apparently the baby in his stomach is not fussy at all.


“Honey, want to shop for dedek Ala when?” Azam asked Stella.


That morning they just relax together in the family room, making the most of the weekend time.


After the incident, they finally chose only Deden who took care of the house, came in the morning and went home in the afternoon, except Saturday and Sunday. Wh why? Apart from holidays, Azam will do homework, he said itung-itung help the work of the wife.


What is a romantic boy?


“You call him what?” Stella asked with a clenched forehead.


“Dedek Ala, Azam and Stella” Sahut Azam.


After that, Stella laughed out loud. This was the first time Azam had called their baby that name, ridiculous in Stella's ears. Azam who usually looks stiff out there, who would have thought it turns out that the man has a soul ‘alay’ like a young boy who is high in him?


“You don't like that designation, huh?” Ask Azam plain.


Stella shook her head, “Not disliked, I just felt like a young kid giving a name to his son”.


Azam smiled at his wife's words. He did see it on the internet last night so, it is not surprising that the language he uses is a little impressed alay.


“So, when do you want to buy it, baby? All buy lebaran needs can also” Azam said.


Stella seemed to think for a moment, looking for the right moment maybe?


“Today can also, mas” Reply Stella finally.


“Then, let's get ready soon” Sahut Azam, invite his wife to leave immediately.


They finally left for the supermarket, choosing some clothes and the first baby print.


“It's funny” Mumbled Stella.


“It's also funny” murmured again when seeing something else ‘lucu’.


Indeed, if we have faced with baby prints, will not everything look funny in our eyes that see?


Stella was so, she kept saying ‘lucu’, ‘lucu’, ‘lucu’ but, everything was put back in place, still nothing was taken.


Azam who saw it was certainly very anxious with his wife.


“You keep saying that they're funny but, there's not a single one you took. Looking for the one how dear?” Azam asked his wife.


“Rasulullah SAW said ‘Save a luxurious lifestyle. Verily, the servants of Allah SWT are not those who are luxurious’


They're all too expensive, man. We're looking for one whose price doesn't head the sky that way. Not because it is too frugal but, the need for the baby's grandfather is very poor, maybe until he reaches the age of 22 or 23 years. Ah, let's hope he descends your intelligence” Sahut Stella, explaining at length the reason for continuing to put the items he took since.


“Take it, baby. It's okay, anyway it's for the needs of our son” said Azam while embracing his wife's waist. The man began to show his possession when there was a man who blatantly looked at Stella with a look of admiration.


“Jealous?” Stella muttered to tease her husband.


Sure enough, on target and as expected, the man immediately turned his eyes away from Stella.


Because Stella is a voter, has almost dzuhur say hello, they also did not get anything. Fearing that his wife would be exhausted, Azam finally had the self-service clerk wrap up whatever ‘lucu’ said by Stella.


Yes, although Stella may go on a rampage because Azam is too extravagant, it would be better than Azam to have to hear his wife complain of exhaustion.


Not because he did not want to be a place to complain, Azam only felt sorry for his wife, he would feel guilty if it happened. If only he could, Azam would carry the pain that Stella carried for him alone.


Unfortunately, instead of bringing pain with him, his nature as a man is to carry both, Stella is also his son.


After choosing a baby printout, Azam invites Stella to go home. In fact, instead of going home, Stella wants to pray at the nearest mosque only and continue their journey hunting for Ramadan.


“It looks like my first child is a girl, it looks like how her mother really likes shopping after entering pregnancy” Gumam Azam, glanced at Stella who looks so happy.


Stella also smiled hearing that, “I don't matter with any gender of our child later. Men or women, the same. Son is a gift entrusted to us” He said.


Azam stroking his wife's head slowly, “I'm proud of you, being able to learn this fast at an age that is no longer young is not an easy thing”


The man runs his car to another self-service that Stella wants.


“Suturer?” Azam murmured, after seeing it turns out their destination is a tailor.


“Iya, we just sew. God willing the price is much more affordable than if we buy in a supermarket, can be in accordance with the model we expect also right?” Stella.


“Alright, I agree with you” Azam said.


“Zaidan, umi and sister Maryam are also Erlangga's brother about not yes if made too?” Ask Stella.


Apparently the woman wanted to be in a family uniform.


“Usually we will use plain white on Eid, where it indicates our souls who return fitrah and sacred after forgiving. If you want to get in uniform and make it with color, no problem baby. We can do different things” Sahut Azam.


“At least family habits when Lebaran say hello, mas?” Stella asked, curious about her husband's family habits while celebrating Eid al-Fitr.


Understandably, this was Stella's first year after 25 years of life, completely the woman had never celebrated it. Just know the news on social media.


“We gathered at the cottage, sungkem to abi and umi and then pardoned with the brothers, not forgetting the obligatory thing is ketupat. Usually we will also celebrate together with santriwan santriwati cottage who did not return home” Azam said.


Stella frowned, not coming home from the cottage? When is eid al-Fitr?


“Indeed they do not miss the atmosphere of a crowded home until they do not go home?” Ask Stella.


“There are broken homes, there are orphans, some are not allowed to go home by their parents, there are many reasons why they stay in such a happy day.


We should be thankful for the life we have. Sometimes many people are under us, who cannot feel happy together with family at a young age” said Azam.


After they got out of the car, Stella ordered a white dress with the same model. The size that Stella ordered would not be wrong, she had already prepared it since before returning home from the cottage.


They also buy cakes to be at home as well as for the cottage. Not to forget, Stella bought parcels for children who did not go home. The goal is certainly that they still feel the warmth of the family, even if only with a simple parcel they give.