Dad for My Twins

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Azam invited Fahri and Farhan to stop by the mosque for congregational maghrib prayers. After that, return to the car to continue the journey to the Azam boarding house.

"Om, why do we pray in the mosque? Not just in Om Azam's place?" asked Fahri who was sitting next to Azam's wheel.

"Ehm, yes, because it is the duty of Muslim men," replied Azam.

"Oh that," Fahri said as he nodded slowly in understanding.

"What if you pray not in the mosque?" ask Azam.

"If you pray at home, if not at the school of dhuhur prayer, ashar, the same Friday prayer," replied Fahri.

"Why is a man obliged to go to the mosque? What about women? Can't you go to the mosque?" ask Farhan.

"If women are allowed to go to the mosque, it is not forbidden, but there are some things that must be considered" Azam replied.

"What is Om?" ask Farhan. These two leaks have not even been eight years, the curiosity of something must be very big, and Azam must patiently explain to them in order to understand well.

"The first one does not wear fragrances that can be smelled by men, does not dress excessively, comes after the men have entered the mosque and immediately go home first before the men go home, and most importantly, the woman was much better off praying inside her house" Ammar said.

They did not feel they had reached Azam's place. Azam rented a special boarding room for employees or small households. The boarding house was very spacious, there were about ten five-room lined rooms to the left and right of the parking lot.

Azam opened the door of his boarding room, the room was quite wide, measuring four by six meters, with the bathroom in the right corner of the room, next to it is a small kitchen complete with a mini kitchen set and a sink for washing dishes, there is a one-door refrigerator, next to which is a small size rice cooker and a microwave to warm the food. Opposite him is a queen-size spring bed neatly arranged with bed linen and an old gray bedcover illustrates his masculine side. Beside the bed was a nightstand with a minimalist nightstand and several books and the Qur'an on it.

On the other side there is a treadmill for exercise, and on the side wall is installed smart tv and underneath there is a small rack containing his favorite xbox one console game. The room looks very clean and neat because Azam really likes cleanliness.

Farhan and Fahri immediately ran towards the shelf under the tv to play the game immediately.

"Om, we want to play this game" said Farhan while pointing at him.

"Hmm, Om is not sure if Mama was given," said Azam.

"Well, you can be Om, once," Pinta Fahri.

"Ohmm gini, you memorize it until what letter?" ask Azam.

"Just finished juz 30 Om, An Naba's letter," replied Farhan, Fahri also nodded his head assent.

"If so we play the verse first yes we continue to play games deh," said Azam.

"Okay, agreed!!" yell at those two kids. Azam also started a verse link game. Azam recited the verse pieces, Farhan and Fahri continued alternately, so that it continued until the azan Isya reverberated. Then Azam invited them to pray in the mosque which is about three houses from the boarding house.

Azam is famous alim and polite with the residents around his boarding house, he is friendly and always greet the residents when walking home and going to prayer to the mosque. Although only a few months he boarding there but already very familiar with the residents.

Actually he also had a house with his ex-wife, but he sold it because the ex asked for a share of the treasure gono gini, he just according rather than fuss, even though the house he bought himself with his hard work.

After Isya's prayer, Azam returned to his boarding place, with Farhan and Fahri holding his hands on his right and left.

Fahri and Farhan immediately got into bed as soon as they entered Azam's room.

"What is this Om?" asked Farhan while looking at the contents of the mug, Fahri also followed the mug and smelled it.

"Hmm milk, huh Om?" ask Fahri.

"Yes, let's drink, don't forget to read Bismillah yes" Azam said.

"Bismillah" they drank milk together. Fahri and Farhan handed their empty mugs to Azam and immediately lay down again. Azam put the mugs in the sink, and went back to the twins.

"Lho's lying down again, brush your teeth first dong," said Azam pulled them into the bathroom.

"But we don't have Om's toothbrush" Farhan said.

"Let's be calm, there's plenty of supplies" Azam said, taking two new toothbrushes from a small cupboard attached to the bathroom wall. The two boys grabbed him, and immediately performed their tooth-brushing ritual with Azam.

"Om, can you carry us to bed?" tanya Fahri brushes her teeth.

Azam was stunned by Fahri's question, he was more aware, these two boys really missed the father figure, let alone them men, there needed to be a role model for them.

"Hmm, okay, want to carry both?" ask Azam back.

"Yes. YEAH...!!" the second whistle was a pleasure.

They were carried by Azam on the left and on the right, and walked to his bed. And drop them there.

"Om Azam really strong, can carry both of us," said Farhan.

"Om likes exercise, so strong your fat, so if you want to be strong like Om, have to eat a lot and exercise," said Azam.

"Mom why so long anyway, not a phone call," grumbled Fahri.

"Maybe the important guest has not come home, you just sleep first, later if your Mama you call let Om answer, yes," said Azam.

"Okay Om" said the two of them. The pub twins lie on the right and left sides of Azam. Azam half-sitting in the middle of them, he opened his gawai, apparently there was a message from his brother.

📨 Bismillah, Dik tomorrow come here to check the financial statements of the apple orchard, all father and mother kangen with you.

📨 Bismillah, yes Mas Amir, in the Lord I went there.

Ammar put the phone on the nightstand and was about to lay down his body properly, but the sound of the twins ringing made him wake up again, apparently Silvira called.

📲 "Halo Assalamualaikum darling..," Silvira said across.

📲 "Waalaikumusalam," replied Azam.

Silvira was silent for a moment, she was very shocked and embarrassed because Azam picked up his phone, where he said dear again, hadeh..