The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
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“Be careful Humaira, later fall. The butterflies won't stop even if you yell until your voice is gone” Shouted the little boy who was watching his sister.

“Be careful honey, don't run around” Stella said when she saw her second child running around in their backyard.

Seeing her son and daughter laughing together made Stella's heart warm. His little family was in such a beautiful simplicity he thought.

Bugs

“Awww” Stintih the little girl after her knee received a gift from the land that was dropped.

That way, Stella immediately ran towards her daughter.

“Adek, look out for his blood. Does that hurt? Let brother blow, do not cry yaa” said the boy about 5 years old, blowing the injured part of his sister, occasionally stroking his sister's head to calm down.

“He does not want belhencii, you. Huaaa, is the pot going to freeze dicana?” The girl said with her tears, although still not able to say “R” and “T” are also “S” correct, she was quite a lot chattering in her cries.

“No, it's mom already here. Mother is our greatest doctor, will definitely heal” said the brother.

“Nak, Humaira why baby?” Stella asked after arriving in front of her son.

“Cadi Humaila cidak saw no dicana” bacu, the girl pointed to a stone that was not far from where she tripped, “She was jahac mother, let's turn on her bacu”.

As powerful as Stella tried to hold back her smile that might be able to explode laughter, “Honey, the stone is not guilty. Did you say not to run around, Arsyad also warned not?” Stella.

The little girl who left Humaira pursed her lips while nodding, “Maafin Humaila mother, Al” brother said again.

“ARRRRRRRR, open Allllll, adek” Protest Arsyad when his sister who can not say “R” it continues to call him with the wrong designation.

“Allll” The 2.5-year-old little girl tried to imitate her brother but, nil. “Indeed kaaak” bica Her protest on the sister.

“If you do not want to learn, later so lisp loh” Sahut Arsyad, prank his sister.

“No, brother used to be pacci gini too right? Is it buda?” Humaira did not want to lose, even asking for a defense from her mother.

Stella, who was silent for a moment, noticed the small debate of her children until Humaira invited her to speak, Stella nodded, agreeing that Arsyad was also the same as Humaira when she was a child “, let's let you treat this first. Brother, it's time for an afternoon bath. Shower yourself, huh?”

“Each first lady” replied Arsyad as he raised his hand as a sign of respect at the order of the mother, then went into his room to take a shower.

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“Assalamu’alaikum”

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” Reply Stella.

The woman stood up to greet her husband's return, brought Azam's briefcase and kissed the back of her hand.

“Where are the kids, baby?” Azam asked when he did not look at his two children in the living room.

“Arsyad is doing his schoolwork, accompanied by Humaira who always wants to know” Stella said.

Stella accompanied Arsyad and Humaira from a distance earlier. Not because it does not want to teach Arsyad or anything, it's just that the little guy always said, “Let Arsyad himself first, mother. Later when it is finished, new report to bunda” he said.

Azam nodded, mumpung his children were not looking, the man even kissed Stella's forehead long enough ago, kissed his wife's lips short, “I want to see the children first” he said.

Stella was certainly just following her husband from behind.

“This what sister?”

“This duck”

“Wek wek” Sahut Arsyad, patiently he answered every word that was uttered by his sister, even though he himself was looking to focus on doing his schoolwork in kindergarten.

“Then this?” Humaira asked again, pointing to one of the images that had been attached to a large board. Indeed it was provided by Azam so that his son could study without opening a book.

“That's the name of chicken, deck. It sounds like this I'm sorryuk” replied Arsyad.

“Kukukukuk” Sahut the little girl, imitating her brother with an expression so adorable.

“Hahahaha” Can't stand Humaira's funny behavior, Arsyad laughs also Stella and Azam who saw it from the door leaf.

At that moment, Arsyad also Humaira turned to their father and mother who had been in the middle of the two since they were there.

“Father home” Say Azam, squatting while widening his hands.

“Ayaaaah” Humaira was most excited, she and her brother ran towards Azam and entered into the arms of the father.

Arsyad kissed the back of his father's hand, followed by Humaira.

“Dad's son is handsome and beautiful, already fragrant also” Azam said.

“Iya dong, dad also campan cekali mechukhangan beyum bathe” Sahut Humaira then pretended to close his nose.

Stella just chuckles at that, “Then dad stinks of acem huh?” Sahut Azam's.

Humaira nodded in response.

“Tida can hug if dad smells acem” Azam said then pretended to release his embrace.

While Humaira who is still innocent, immediately tightened his embrace on the father, “Cidak, father scented cepelci Humaila” Sahut Humaira.

“Kak Arsyad, done the job, baby?” Azam asked his first child.

“Already, yah” replied Arsyad with a smile, “Dad, look adek feet. He fell down because he tripped on a rock, the wrong stone?” Arsyad continued, spoiled by the behavior of his sister this afternoon.

“Kakaaak, kok says say ciiih. Nanci dad even cama Humaila” Rengek Humaira.

It turned out that the little girl deliberately did not say about the incident this afternoon to the father for fear of being scolded.

Azam immediately slightly opened his daughter's long skirt to the knees, seeing the wounds mentioned by Arsyad.

“Hmm, Humaira an active child. Dad won't be angry but, remember, baby, play be careful. If injured, who loses? Humaira herself, right? Mother must also be worried, brother Arsyad is also worried, let alone father. If anything happens with Humaira, we are all worried that” Azam is gently stroking the top of Humaira's head.

“Kak Arsyad too, if you play carefully yes, son. Don't hurt yourself” Azam told Arsyad.

Humaira and Arsyad nodded, as a sign they understood the words of the father.

“Dad to shower first, yes. You continue to learn” Pamit Azam on his two children.

Followed by Stella who carried the bag owned by her husband, they turned to a private room located not far from Arsyad's room.

Chequelek

The door closed slowly, Azam hugged Stella tightly, “Thank you, baby. Thank you for being a good mother to our children, thank you for being patient in facing all the tests in our household so far, thank you for coming and receiving me who still can not be the best for you” Gumam Azam.

“I should be the one to thank you, because Azam has received me who is full of shortcomings is also willing to guide me to the path that is ridhoi Allah SWT”

Azam just smiled and then kissed old Stella's forehead.