The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Dedek Utun Kicking

That afternoon, Stella and Azam were getting ready to go somewhere, somewhere they wanted to go in relaxed clothes.

“Umi, Azam and Stella leave first ya” Pamit Azam on umi Fatimah, while kissing the back of the hand of the umi, as well as Stella.

Yes, it has been a few weeks since Fatimah was brought by Azam to his house, like what was already agreed before when they were in the boarding school when Eid al-Fitr greeted yesterday.

“Yes, you guys be careful on the road” umi Fatimah replied.

“Sure umi, assalamu’alaikum”

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” umi Fatimah replied, standing on the terrace before Azam's car disappeared from his view.

“Well, today we have entered the third material, ladies and gentlemen. After yesterday we have discussed about how to bathe the baby and understand the meaning of baby crying, today we will review the skin to skin guide for newborns,…” As soon as the speech delivered by the mentor in the room.

It turns out that Stella also Azam is in the course, where the place provides parenting courses for pregnant women up to toddler age children.

Stella enters alone with several other pregnant women, while Azam just waits outside while looking at some of her work at the office, also monitor the da'wahnya schedule that has begun to be reduced in order to increase time with the wife who will soon be doing labor.

Not unwilling to go inside but, inside there were only mothers themselves there, the husband of the mothers immediately went after delivering the wife, he said, of course Azam felt very sad if he had to come in.

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After an hour or so of waiting, the door finally opened. It was Stella who came out of the room for the first time.

“Have a baby?” Azam asked his wife.

Stella nodded with a smile, “Mas” replied.

“So to the next room?” Ask Azam.

Once again Stella nodded, “Of course, it was to smooth the delivery later”, he replied.

“Do not change clothes that are too tight, even though inside there are all women but, I still do not want to share your curves with anyone” Azam said.

Stella was very anxious with her husband, “Iya mas, mas Azam just calm down, I will not use clothes that are too tight despite exercising, I will not wear clothes that are too tight, kan mas himself who chose his dress” sahutnya while close his embrace on the wrist of the husband.

It certainly makes many mothers prancing themselves because of envy is also anxious with the husband and wife.

“Awarming once”

“When is my husband like that, huh?”

“My husband doesn't even wait for me like that”

Such are the people who whisper behind them, not infrequently when in the middle of the journey there is a stop them to take pictures because they feel happy with the contents of the da'wah delivered by Azam. Of course Azam took his wife as well when taking photos together.

After that, Stella entered a room where it was a special sports venue for pregnant women and was again awaited by Azam from outside.

“Mbak Stella, how many months is it?” Said the coach who used to drive Stella privately there.

“Already entered 9 months, mbak” replied Stella.

“Wah, already approaching labor yes. Must drink a lot of water youh later, let's warm up first” said the coach.

First, Stella does prenatal yoga to flex the joints and maintain flexibility. Continued with deep squats to relax the muscles at the bottom of the stage, and ended with kegel exercises.

Not much exercise is done by Stella considering the age of her womb is getting older and closer to delivery.

“Often-often running yes, bund. The same morning in the afternoon, each at least 15 minutes, so that the delivery will be smooth. Want caesar or normal?” Ask the coach to Stella.

“If I want it to be normal, mbak” replied Stella friendly.

“Tida want caesarean section only? It is more delicious and does not need to spend a lot of energy, just a little longer healing than giving birth normally. The process is also not long, still keep **** * we remain as before”

Again Stella smiled with the opinion conveyed by someone who had been her guide during sports during pregnancy.

15 Minutes passed, Stella met her husband who was cool with his cellphone, showing e-mail messages that were opened one by one, by him, occasionally also open the ‘note’ application to record the things he needs later.

“Mas, I'm done” Stella said, making Azam immediately shift his focus to the subtle voice that always accompanies his days after marriage.

“Already? Let's go straight to the doctor after that we go home” Azam said while holding his wife's hand when walking towards the parking lot.

...***...

“How was today? Both went pretty well, huh?” Azam asked after they were already in the room, Azam had embraced Stella whose sleep had begun to be difficult, looking for her most comfortable place.

Since the last few weeks, Azam even always stroked the waist behind his wife so that the woman felt more relieved when before and when sleeping.

“Alhamdulillah, mas. But, my guide had seemed to doubt my choice to give birth normally. Do you mind if I don't choose a caesarean section that people think is simpler?” Ask Stella.

Azam stroked the top of his wife's head, then dipped a few times, “You've been a very thinker lately, dear”

“Listen to me yes, Allah SWT said, ‘We command men to do good to their fathers. His mother conceived him with great difficulty and gave birth to him with great difficulty, too..’, It is in the cut of Al-Ahqaf's letter. Do you know why that is?” Azam asked, looking at the wife.

Stella just shook her head while looking at her husband.

“It was because of the weight and pain of a mother's struggle in conceiving and giving birth to her children, both with surgery and normal”

Exactly, the answer given by Azam was very similar to what Stella had said earlier.

“Does Azam not mind if after giving birth later my body is not like it used to be? What if I get fatter? What if I am not beautiful? What mas Azam will not be a problem with it?” Cerocos Stella's.

“No, I'm not going to have a problem with that at all. I didn't marry you because of your shape or because of your beauty, baby. I married you with the intention of worship, lillahita’ala because Allah SWT is also my obligation to fulfill the mandate of your parents.

You're precious, the greatest reward to you for wanting to conceive also gave birth to my children. However you after giving birth, you still look beautiful in my eyes, even later if your face becomes wrinkled or your hair starts to whiten, I don't care, you are still the most beautiful woman for me” Sahut Azam, said Azam, he told his wife that physicality is not everything.

“Mas,...” Stella could not say anything, she was glued to the answer Azam gave. He also did not expect that he would be loved so much by a great man as well.

“Thank you, sorry to always bother you with my attitude and silly questions” Stella said as she hugged her husband.

“Nothing dear, Lady Eve was indeed created when the prophet Adam was sleeping” Sahut Azam, enticing his wife to be hugged closer.

“Hah? How does that mean, mas?”

Stella was confused by what her husband said.

“Nothing, darling. Let's sleep, it's late” Azam said.

While struggling with his thoughts suddenly, “Eh?”

“Why? Is anyone sick?” Azam asked his wife.

“She kicked-kick” Replied Stella stroking her stomach.

“Really?” Azam then turned his hand to Stella's stomach, hoping to feel the same way, “Are you flirting with your mother, hm? Or greeting dad? I forgot not to say goodbye to you first, are you angry?”, asked Azam, bringing his head closer to Stella's stomach.

Indeed, Azam's habit before going to bed will usually invite the baby to first talk and then kiss Stella's stomach before finally falling asleep.

The stomach moves again, indicating the baby is responding in there.

“Daddy is very dear to you and mother, if you also love your father, can kick once again, son?” Azam said, trying to chat with his prospective baby.

“Aw” Again Stella complained because of the movement in her stomach. Of course it was the best moment for them.

Azam smiled angrily and then kissed his wife's distended stomach a few times, “Happy rest baby, don't be naughty yes, kasian mother, soon we meet. I love you, assalamu’alaikum son father” Azam said.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, dad” Stella replied with a voice that was cute.