Dad for My Twins

#71

"Mas Azam" said Silvira, grumbling to see her husband. Apparently when Silvira and Mom went to the mosque, Amir had helped his only sister shave her mustache and tidied up her beard.

"Now, Sil, your husband is handsome, he is afraid to be left behind with you he said," said Amir, Silvira just smiled at him. And to be honest, he never saw Azam untidy or clean before the accident. And he really saw Azam who was handsome as always, ma shea Allah.

"Assalamualaikum," said two people who had just arrived.

"Waalaikumussalam," replied the inside.

Then all fell silent, letting Azam scan who came, and wait for what Azam said.

"Ammar, Hendra," said Azam slowly. As everyone smiled gratefully, Azam managed to recognize and call the names of his two best friends. And behind his two best friends appeared his two twins.

"Fahri, Farhan," said Azam.

"Open...!!" exclaimed the two twins while hugging Azam. Azam greeted them with joy.

Those who saw him were moved, by Azam's encounter with his two twins.

"Unfortunately Abati" said Azam, stroking the heads of the two children.

After being satisfied hugging, replace Hendra and Ammar greet Azam.

"Ndra," Azam said to Hendra.

"Mar, thank you, jazaakallaahu khayran," said Azam who still had a little difficulty speaking.

"Wa jazaakallaahu. Already, you focus on your recovery, they both believe in me, they already I consider my own son, you calm down, yes" said Ammar as if he knew what Azam wanted to talk about, Azam just smiled and nodded. 'Yes Mar, I really trust you' inner Azam.

After they talked and felt relieved to see Azam had regained consciousness, they all went home, Silvira who accompanied Azam.

Actually Amir had offered to stay with them, because if Azam wanted to go to the bathroom, while Azam could not run smoothly, surely Silvira also had trouble helping Azam with such a big stomach.

"Later to call the nurse if I have difficulties, now I want to be alone with my husband who just returned," he told Amir.

Azam had just woken up after a nap of almost three hours, probably feeling tired after meeting a lot of people.

"Beib," he called Silvira who was tidying up her suitcase that had been taken from home stay.

"Dear, dear" said Silvira immediately she approached her husband.

"I want to take a shower, call a nurse," Azam said slowly.

"Hmm no no, let me help you take a shower, I can do it" Silvira said as she approached the wheelchair near Azam's bed.

"Don't beib I'm ashamed" Azam said. Hearing Azam's rejection he scrunched his forehead, then sat down on the edge of Azam's bed.

"Why embarrassed to try? Didn't I see everything" asked Silvira. Azam was downcast, palpating his slightly bulging stomach. Coma for three months made his metabolism hampered, and only sleep as long as it made the fat in his stomach look again covered the muscles he managed to form first.

"I'm not as sexy as I used to be" she said. Silvira laughed loudly.

"Aih ma shea Allah my husband is very funny, rich so it is already in mind, try to see my stomach as big as Mas, there is no sexy her again, later after I was born, try to see my stomach as big as Mas, we made the bread tore up six seeds in your stomach and mine, okay?!" silvira.

"Well, can I help you take a shower in the bathroom or just over here?" ask Silvira then.

"But Beib" Azam refused Silvira's help.

Silvira took a slow breath, she had to be patient where her husband was now insecure.

"Mas, terrorize me, if you ask me I love your physique, yes I love, but will we not also grow old? And Mas used to also eliminate if I later became fat after giving birth, Mas will also still love me, as well as now, whatever your circumstances, I want to always be next to Mas, Mas gave me a lot of love, Mas also will still love me, also for the twins, therefore, let me take care of you, let me make you my rice field, hmm yes," Silvira said.

"Hmm well," said Azam at last.

"What do you want to take a shower in the bathroom?"

"Bathroom,"

"Not dizzy?"

"If you're dizzy say yes,"

"Hm,"

Silvira helps Azam move into a wheelchair, he is not actually paralyzed, but still difficult to move quickly, so slowly and slowly he can move his legs to move to a wheelchair. Silvira pushes him into the bathroom, and helps Azam take off his clothes. Azam then sat on the toilet, and Silvira bathed him.

After the bath, Silvira put on a change of clothes and brought Azam back to bed.

"Beib,"

"Yes, it's Mas,"

"Jazaakillaahu khayran" said Azam.

"Wa jazaakallaahu khayran" Silvira said.

"You rest yes, you must be tired" said Azam.

"Yes" Silvira said. But of course he did not just sit down, he had to tidy up Azam's dirty clothes and clean himself as well.

Azam finished praying when Silvira came out of the bathroom. Azam saw that his wife was still wearing her hijab, fearing that someone would suddenly enter.

"Beib,"

"Yes Mas" said Silvira as he approached Azam.

"You want to pray?"

"Yes, what do I need to get first,"

"You pray first,"

"What do I want to get,"

"I want you, so you pray first" Azam said.

Silvira rounded her eyes, apparently Azam managed to make her cheeks meet red. He then immediately prayed and prayed for Azam. After that he sat down to Azam who was already asleep again.

Not wanting to wake her husband up, Silvira tidied Azam's blanket slowly, then moved to move to the sofa, she also wanted to rest for a while, leaning on her waist which began to ache.

About an hour later, Azam woke up because Amir and Sofia had arrived. They came to bring Silvira dinner.

"Sst," said Azam, placing his index finger on his lips, and pointing to the sofa, where Silvira was sleeping.

"Oh, yes," Sofia also told Amir. Ten minutes later Silvira woke up.

"Oh, Mba Sofi, Mas Amir, uda from earlier? How not to wake me up" asked Silvira who was a little surprised.

"I am forbidden, because you must be very tired of taking care of me," said Azam slowly.

"You've woken up to eat, was the mother masakin soto meat for you, the same potato pedal, eaten gih pumpung is still anget," said Sofia while taking rice with soto and the parchment. Silvira immediately sparkled to smell the smell of soto soup that almost every day he wanted to eat.

"So Zam, Silvi was almost every day eating soto, either soto chicken, or beef, he likes it, so sometimes I like masakin, let him not buy it," continued Sofia.

"Yes Mas, I became very fond of soto, cravings soto time yes," said Silvira.

"So it's all obedience?" ask Azam.

Silvira smiled faintly, and her eyes glazed over.

"There's one more that hasn't been" Silvira said.

"What is Beib?"