Dad for My Twins

#73

After shopping, Silvira immediately put her groceries in the nursery, then cleaned herself by washing her face and brushing her teeth. While Azam still accompanied the twins studying in his room.

"Learn what, baby? How's it not finished?" azam asked while crouching to be on par with the twins sitting in front of their respective study tables.

"Besok replay daily fikih abati worship," said Farhan.

"Ehm, did you learn on your own? Gini brother, sister, faster to enter if you read each other questions, brother read about for brother, brother who answered the question, and also vice versa, brother who read about for brother, brother, brother answered the question," said Azam gave input.

"Oh yes abati" said Farhan.

"We'll try" Fahri added.

"Ma Shay Allah, the sons of sholih abati, may Allah make it easy for you tomorrow to do your daily repetition yes" said Azam, stroking the heads of two children and kissing them alternately. Azam loved both of them very much, and Silvira's pregnancy did not change that affection at all.

"Your school is heavy, yes, there are general and early lessons too, but it is our duty every Muslim right?"

"Demanding religious knowledge is an obligation for every Muslim" Farhan added.

"Yes, right ma shaa Allah, the spirit of learning yes beloved children abati, abati back to the room first, Umma no friends," said Azam was about to leave.

"Yes Abati" said the two of them.

"Yes, do not sleep at night, so that tomorrow you can wake up before dawn, and tomorrow morning before breakfast in shaa Allah abati who will read the matter, you answer yes" said Azam.

"Both Abati," said Fahri and Farhan compact, making Azam smile and relieved to leave their room.

'Sweet children, ' her inner self while walking towards her room.

"Simple," Azam opened the door and closed it quietly when he knew Silvira was sleeping on her back. Then he walked to the bathroom.

Azam then washed his face and brushed his teeth, then took off his clothes and put on the knee-length shorts Silvira had prepared beside the sink.

When she came out of the bathroom, she realized Silvira was only using a thin negligee on her knees, sleeveless and one-stropped on her shoulder, revealing most of her chubby body.

"Oh no, Beib.why are you teasing me so much" muttered Azam.

Azam then went up to the bed, before lying down, he covered Silvira with a blanket. Then lie down beside him. Azam tried to close his eyes.

"Ck," Azam clucked and got up to sit down again, his desire to pounce on Silvira had risen, but he could not bear because Silvi was pregnant.

Then he flicked his blanket and got up out of the room, he went to the mini gym to exercise. Starting from squats, planks, push-ups, sit-ups, to running on a treadmill he did to get tired and relieve his desire.

In the room, Silvira feels angry because of the blanket given by Azam. Although the air conditioner is on, but he is still angry, and that is the reason he wears mini and thin clothes. Silvira flicked her blanket, then she looked for Azam who was not beside her.

"Did he not come back yet?" tanyanya herself.

"But why am I wearing a blanket? She must have covered me, but where did she go?" he asked again as he got up, picked up the hair pigtails on the nightstand and tied his hair, then went to the bathroom looking for Azam.

She returned to her room and took a towel and a bottle of water, followed her husband to the mini gym and brought a towel and a drink for Azam.

"Mas, the nights of training, the feeling last dinner was not so heavy," Silvira said when she was near her husband.

Azam immediately lowered the treadmill and made it stop. Then go down while panting to catch his breath.

Azam then grabbed the bottle Silvira offered. Then crouch down for a drink. After more regular breathing he stood up to Silvira.

"Let your favorite six-seed loaf quickly return" Azam reasoned.

Silvira then wiped Azam's sweat with a towel in her hand. Azam's body was really like a sweat bath, from head to toe.

"Why are you out of the room dressed like this? How will I see the kids? They're getting bigger Beib, you can only wear clothes like that in front of me" Azam said later.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby, I'm angry, and I'm rushing here to find you" Silvira said.

"Let's go back to the room" Silvira continued.

"In a moment, you go first, I am holding myself back" Azam said.

"Butting yourself how does that mean?" ask Silvira who doesn't understand.

"Silvi my dear, sorry, but seeing you so scantily dressed like this, I can't sleep, I want to pounce on you, so I'm here, I do whatever it takes to get tired and sleep later," sahut Azam's.

"Put??" Silvira asked again, "Oh." she finally realized what Azam meant, then chuckled.

"Why are you arrested? Why don't you wake me up?" silvira asked with a smile.

"Beib, you're pregnant, I'm afraid of why if I do it" Azam said.

Silvira smiled again, feeling anxious with her husband.

"Sorry Mas, I forgot to say yes, if the last time control, I have asked the doctor about it, it is okay, but the duration should not be long, thirty minutes at most" Silvira said, wiping Azam's sweaty hair and face. Azam's eyes were round hearing it.

"But Mas must be tired, we sleep yuk," continued Silvira.

Azam stopped Silvira's hand and pulled her slowly to bring her back to the room.

"You prove it yourself, I'm tired of anything, thirty minutes really," Azam said with a big smile as if he got the main prize.

"You wait here Beib, don't sleep, I clean up first, you know I hate the smell of sweat" Azam said, sitting Silvira on the bed. Silvira nodded and complied.

Azam went into the bathroom, waited for his sweat until completely dry, and just flushed his body under the shower. He cleaned up quickly, not wanting to make Silvira fall asleep because of a long wait.

"Silvi Silvi, why did you forget the story of everything" he muttered.