To be the Second
Young Soul.

Aziz_PoV

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Life is forever beautiful when we are grateful. If we sincerely accept the scenario from God, whatever the form. 'Sometimes what we think is good, is not necessarily good according to Him.

Thank God, of course I am very grateful now the days that I am running increasingly happy, plus now my little wife is again pregnant with our second child. Although initially Anni did not want to get pregnant again on the grounds of our first daughter who was young, but I never stopped reminding her to always be grateful.

That all this is a blessing from Him that we should be grateful for, because there are still many people out there who want the presence of the baby, but only they have not been loved by the Almighty, even though they continue to try, not a few of them are almost desperate.

Therefore we who are blessed quickly and easily, never regret or complain, but we must always be grateful for what the gift of God has given us now.

The content of my wife has begun to enter the age of three months, I try to be a husband who is on standby of course. But even so I also often handle to my four other children, not infrequently I invite them to take turns coming home, by the way I send messages or contact first Muslimah my first daughter, because if I call Nikmah, I feel there will be a misunderstanding between me and Anni, that's why I prefer to communicate through my daughter alone to be able to speak to my three other children.

For I know how a wife feels, for Nikmah was worse than Anni. I also don't want to fight with my wife. Yes it is better to avoid than to look for a commotion that may not be endless for women.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon I was preparing to go home and also for lunch, that's why I've all recorded the bookkeeping and also stock items because of the intention of not returning to the workshop again. One thing I haven't told all of you, that my current residence is very close to the market, precisely my workshop, probably about five hundred meters from here. That's why every day I always take the time to go home just for lunch at home.

" Yon, Wo, Budi, go first. Later I will not come back again, because there is a need, if it is time to go home, you guys just go home, no need to overtime, the key you bring ya Wo." I told my three employees, and advised my oldest officer.

" Well, sir." Answer them vigorously simultaneously.

Budi is my new employee, only about a week ago he worked here. Actually Yono and Bowo alone are enough for me, but I feel sorry for the two of them if the workshop is crowded. Even both of them objected that I accepted Budi, he said they could both handle all the work. Yes, although I basically never doubted the ability of the two of them, it's just that I still feel sorry, let someone help them. The salary they both receive is also quite a lot when compared to other workshops. As for Budi himself there is no sepatnya of them, of course because he is still new, I also do not know him too well.

I recruited Bowo and Yono first when both of them were fired by employees at a well-known dealer in this city. Because seeing the skil is also the ability of the two of them who are not canned, and of course make me quite satisfied, he said, in the end, I immediately agreed when Bowo applied for a job at my workshop which was just opening, until a week later he recruited his friend Yono who was still unemployed.

Both of them have been equally married and also have some cute children, because if Lebaran arrives, it is, I always ask them all to come to the house with their wives and children. Be we look so close, not like an employee with his boss.

I immediately drove my motorcycle towards the house leaving my three employees, but while in the middle of the road I stopped the speed of my motorbike right in front of the restaurant, I just remembered that this morning Anni told me to buy sambal ijo padang, along with side dishes, I was just ringing, there was only this one.

After buying chili and side dishes I immediately run my bike back to the road home, not so long I have arrived in front of the house. After putting my bike in the carport I immediately walked in and knocked on the front door, before long the door opened from the inside and the tired face of my wife appeared.

" Assalamuaikum," My usual greeting, Anni immediately warmly welcomed and crucified me not forgetting to kiss the back of my right hand.

" What's up, honey? Your face looks so tired?" I asked to look at her pity while stepping inside following my wife from behind.

" It's okay Bi. Just a little limp. Oh, where's my order? " She asked while thrusting one hand.

Anni nodded with her lips slightly pushed up a few inches, funny if sulking like this. " Don't be in manyuin so dong lips, later you eat you know!" I deliberately teased him.

" Yahhh!! Enough, don't fuck around, he said we should hurry." Tegur my wife who walked towards the glass cabinet to pick up two bowls and two empty plates for us to eat.

" Whoever wants to mess around, one kind of thing is enough." My God came back while sitting on the bottom carpet.

" There is no one, or any other. I'm so hungry and tired of Bi." Anni complains who took a seat a bit away from me.

I knew he was intentional so I wouldn't go back to teasing him. What a thrill this wife is. " Let's eat fast, then worship." This time I am serious.

But when I was about to take the side dish, I glanced at Anni who was looking at me full of probing." What's up, honey?" I was a little surprised to look at him while starting to bribe the rice.

" It must be a worship that Abi meant by another, right?" The accusation stared a little horror at me, making me frown a little.

Oh I just ngeh, if actually my own wife who is misinterpreting the meaning of the word worship that I used to say when inviting her to war. Though my version of worship when this is really worship because soon it must be time to pray Ashar.

Ah, having a young wife whose age is far from us apparently able to make ourselves back young at heart. Happiness seemed to me. Tempting it is that way. I did not immediately respond by kicking my shoulders and I finished my meal. After I finished I moved and walked towards the sink to put my old dirty dishes.

Then I walked to the room." Zia's still sleeping?" I asked her, who either my wife heard or she didn't.

" Ish, Abi instead of being answered ran away!" His his hiss was upset, I of course heard it, but pretended not to hear it and went into the room, waiting for the prey that was ready at the crest in a moment.

Subhanallah.. Remember the age of Ziz!

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