Dad for My Twins

#38

Days change, not a month goes by. Mom and Dad are back in town. Silvira is also getting healthier. Azam was still curled up in his blanket, exhausted from devouring Silvira all night.

Silvira just finished taking a bath, she then woke Azam up.

"Wake up, soon after dawn, you have to go to the mosque" Silvira said as she gently patted Azam on the cheek. The owner woke up, smiling to see his beautiful wife wake him up.

Then Azam went to the bathroom, so the warm water from the shower made him refreshed. Meanwhile, Silvira prepares Azam's clothes and goes to the twins' room to wake them up.

"Fahri, Farhan, wake up baby, you have to go to the mosque to pray Fajr son," said Silvira. The twins woke up and Silvira led them to the bathroom to brush their teeth and ablaze, then changed their clothes to suit their prayers.

Azam who was ready, picked them up in the room.

"Hey boys, go to the mosque" Azam said.

"But we are still sleepy Abati" said Fahri. Then Azam carried the two boys on his right and left arms towards the mosque. Not bad, weight training, her mind.

Silvira also established the Fajr prayer at the mushola near the dining room. Then to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, this morning he cooked chicken soto with the finished condiments that his mother-in-law had made, so during here mom made spices so various dishes so that Silvira easy to cook.

Azam and the twins returned from the mosque. They sit in the dining room. Azam read the Quran and the two boys listened, as did Silvira, her husband's recitation of the Quran made her feel happy.

Silvira then asks the twins to take a bath and get ready for school.

"You guys take a shower, the uniform is in the cupboard hanger, yes" said Silvira.

"Okay Umma" said the two. And they went to her room upstairs to take a shower.

Azam followed Silvira who was making juice and arranging provisions for Azam.

"Bikin what a darling?" ask Azam.

"Ehm, this is carrot juice, tomatoes, apples, continue to stock Mas there is rice with mushroom cha and woku chicken, consumed later," said Silvira.

"Good boss" Azam said.

"Well done, come on top of Mas, I help Mas get ready to the office," said Silvira. And they went upstairs.

When I was about to climb the stairs, Ms. Wati came.

"Sorry Mba I was late, his grandson was fussy asking to come along," said Bu Wati.

"Yes ma'am, no papa, it's done, just do the dishes" Silvira said as she walked up the stairs to her room.

"Darling, is today outside service or not?" silvira asked while opening the closet, looking for Azam PDH clothes.

"No beib, Mas will come home later in the afternoon" said Azam, who was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Silvira to prepare her clothes.

"Why is Beib?" ask Acid back.

"Father, if the outside service can go home, hehehe," replied Silvira.

"Beib, will you buy something?" ask Azam.

"Nothing, I just want to be allowed to go to the clinic for a while" Silvira said as she buttoned Azam's clothes.

"Okay, but later in the afternoon, yes, I picked up after work" said Azam.

"Why can't you go alone anyway? I'm bored at Mas' house" asked Silvira.

"Ehm, I want you to keep it at home, for me," Azam said, pinching Silvira's nose.

"Aww, it hurts Mas" Silvira said, rubbing her nose.

"Alright," said Silvira resignedly, however she must obey her husband, maybe Azam is still worried about the wound of the operation, inner Silvira.

"Let's down, the kids must have been waiting" Azam said as he stroked Silvira's hair.

Then they both went downstairs, and sure enough the twins were waiting for them to go to school.

Silvira hugged both of her children, and Azam embraced them. Azam loved the boy very much, thought Azam maybe God had not allowed him to have a biological child so that he could spend more time with these twins.

"Our mother left first, yes" said the twins.

"Yes, my dear, who is smart at school, should not be naughty, if you want to do things that are not good, such as hitting a friend or what, you just remember the face of Umma, if you want to do anything bad, imagine how sad Umma would be if you were a wayward child" Silvira said.

"Yes Umma, we love Umma" said Fahri.

"Dear Abati too" Farhan added.

"Yes, Abati also love all of you, leave yuk, later we are late you know," said Azam.

"Beib we go first yes," Azam continued while tipping Silvira's forehead.

"Hurry home baby, I will miss you" whispered Silvira in Azam's ear.

"Yes, I try to do well at home, yes" said Azam, the three of them left the house.

Silvira went back to her room, she cleaned the room, then washed the clothes. After drying her laundry on the balcony of her room, Silvira went downstairs.

"Mom.. Ms. Wati.." call Silvira to find her domestic assistant.

"Where the hell is Wati's mom," he murmured while looking around the kitchen.

"Yes Mba, Mba Silvi called me?" tanya Bu Wati who came from the back door.

"Where's Mom from?" ask Silvira.

"That's Mba hanging out with the kids' clothes in the back, what's wrong Mba?" ask Bu Wati back.

"I'm bored at home, want to make something, but which does not contain a lot of sugar and fat, ma'am? Mas Azam does not like sweet and fatty snacks" said Silvira while opening the refrigerator looking for something.

"Bikin pudding only Mba, use milk Pak Azam, continue to reduce the sugar dose," said Bu Wati gave an idea.

"Yes, yes, well we make yuk" said Silvira.

Finished making the pudding, Silvira to the living room, she lay on the sofa to rest for a while.

Azam opened the front door, Wati maam who was wiping the table was surprised to see it.

"Lho Pak Azam has come home" said Bu Wati.

"It's lunchtime ma'am, here's my lunch, please prepare, I want to eat this at home, which Silvi?" said Azam while handing over his bag.

"That's it." said Ms. Wati while pointing towards the living room.

Azam smiled to see his beloved wife asleep on the sofa. Ms. Wati immediately went back to enforce her employer's order.

Azam drew his face closer to Silvira, he looked at the face of someone who was always beside him, always serving him. Then he stroked his wife's smooth cheek.

Silvira squinted her eyes, she saw Azam smiling in front of her.

Mas Azam came to my dream? Did I miss him to the point of dreaming of meeting him.