Dad for My Twins

#39

"Mas, Azam really came to my dream," said Silvira who was not aware as well. Azam smiled wider, he was anxious with his wife's behavior.

"Hmm, your smile Mas, maa shaa Allah," Silvi was still dreaming. Azam then pinched Silvira's cheek.

"Aww aching Mas, how can it hurt in a dream, lest I not dream," Silvira immediately woke up and sat down.

"Yes, I'm here, you don't dream" Azam said as he looked at Silvira and propped up his chin with his right hand.

"Owh, huh.. Oh, my, how come it's here?" ask Silvira.

"Yes, lunch hour, I'm afraid you're lonely so I go home, want to have lunch with you" Azam said.

" the used?" silvira asked who felt she had brought Azam lunch this morning.

"Tuh watered Wati bu for us to eat, eat yuk, hunt down the lunch hour," said Azam while holding Silvira's body without waiting for a response.

"Mas, aburin, the same shame Wati ma'am," Silvira said as she closed her face.

"Udah is silent, no papa ya ma'am," said Azam while putting Silvira on the dining chair. Bu Wati just smiled then went to the back of the house because she could not bear to see the beauty of her employer.

"Beib, there's a country job I have to do" Azam said, scooping food off his plate.

"What's that?" ask Silvira.

"I'm going out of town tomorrow for three days, I'm not really me, I'm just replacing Milda on maternity leave,"

"When is the maternity leave?" ask Silvira.

"Yes, not yet, the original is still two months away, but the baby qodarullah was born prematurely" Azam replied.

"Continue, how many days? Same who?" ask Silvira again.

"Just like Hendra and Nania," Azam replied, Silvi's face turned sour upon hearing the woman's name.

"Hendra's my old college friend, which one is Nania?" ask Silvi.

"Nania's new son, a contract employee, just three months ago, believe me yes beib," said Azam while stroking the back of Silvira's hand.

"Yes, don't worry, what's up? Just now Mas had an accident, I was scared Mas," Silvira said as she stood up and headed for the fridge to pick up the pudding she had made.

"Wheel the train, calm the beib, leave everything to Allah, go anywhere, ride anything, if it's time to pick up it must die" said Azam.

"Hmm, yes, we can only pray that we are united by God for a very long time" Silvira said, presenting pudding to Azam.

"Pudding?" ask Azam.

"Cobain deh, that was using low-fat milk has Mas, just as sugar is a little, don't worry," said Silvira who understands her husband does not like sweet foods.

"Hmm maa shaa Allah, very good darling, be this way," said Azam.

"What is it about?" Silvira was suddenly confused.

"I'm getting heavier leaving you, getting changed, I'm taking you to the clinic" Azam said.

"Is that right?" Silvira immediately ran upstairs to change clothes.

***

The next morning Silvira accompanied Azam to the train station, Azam train schedule at 10:00, while this is still at 09:30, still 30 minutes before the train leaves. They're waiting in the lobby. Azam did not for a second remove Silvira's hand from his grasp.

"Beib, as long as I'm gone, be well at home yes, I'll call you often, in shay'a Allah," said Azam.

Shortly thereafter Nania came almost simultaneously with Hendra.

"Assalamualaikum" said Hendra.

"Waalaikumusalam," Azam and Silvira answered.

"Healthy Sil?" ask Hendra.

"Alhamdulillah" replied Hendra.

"Nan, this is my wife Silvira" Azam introduced them.

"Oh yes, meet me Nania, Mas Azam's junior," said Nania who was always cheerful, while inviting Silvira to shake hands. Silvira welcomed Nania's hand.

"Silvira" said Silvira.

"Mas, I went to the toilet, yes" Silvira said.

"Yes Beib" said Azam. Hearing Azam calling his wife Beib, and seeing Azam not taking off his hand with Silvira, the envy in Nania's heart.

"Eh wait Mba, same me," said Nania following Silvira.

Arriving in the toilet, Silvira immediately entered the toilet, lately she likes to be better. After Silvira finished washing her hands in the sink, there was Nania.

"Have you been married to Mas Azam for a long time?" Ask Nania.

"Not yet, why?" ask Silvira back.

"No papa the Mba, only I want to marry a man like Mas Azam, he looks very fond of Mba," said Nania.

Hearing Nania's words Silvira's heart seemed to be sliced, her husband wanted another woman. However he held back, he could only remain silent now, as he believed Azam would not betray him.

"Mba, why is his face covered with a veil like that? If Mba is beautiful, how can people see Mba beauty?" ask Nania.

Silvira looked at Nania, who was wearing a knee-length dress and cardigan, remembering her former self before meeting the Ammar family and marrying Azam.

"That is what Mas Azam wanted, my beauty, all parts of my body can only be seen by him," Silvira said as she left the toilet and returned to Azam's place.

"The train has come, I entered first yes beib, remember my message earlier yes," said Azam as he kissed Silvira's forehead. They split up there. Azam, Hendra, and Nania went inside. Silvira returned to the car.

They boarded the economy train, because the distance of their destination city was quite close, which was only three hours away. Their seats were in order, Nania by the window, Azam in the middle, and Hendra by the very edge.

Azam actually could not stand sitting with a woman who was not his mahram, wanted to exchange places with Hendra, but Hendra did not want to. The seat in front of him was full of passengers. Azam could only give up.

Azam was very uncomfortable to see Nania wearing a short dress, her thighs were automatically half open. Azam took off his jacket and snatched it to Nania. Nania smiled happily at Azam's attitude.

"Thank you" said Nania. Azam just nodded, then Azam shortened and closed his eyes just want to sleep, so there is no need to see the no-no next to him. Azam was finally asleep.

Seeing Azam sleeping, Nania took the opportunity, leaning her head against Azam's burly shoulder. And one of his hands touched Azam's arm.

"Oh, very hard on her arm," Nania's inner pleasure enjoyed the moment leaning on Azam's shoulder.

After some time Azam woke up with aching on his shoulder, he was very surprised Nania slept on his shoulder. Azam then took off the pecans and used them to drain his hand to move Nania's head from her shoulder to the window. As much as possible do not want to touch women who are not mahramnya.

Then he conversed with Hendra, who was smiling at Azam. Hendra knows what it feels like to be plastered by women who are not mahramnya, Hendra himself is also very good with religion.

"Bega benget lu Bro," muttered Azam.