Dad for My Twins
#91
In the evening, Azam takes Silvira and the twins for a walk, as well as Ammar and his three children. While Arum and his three toddlers also rest in the villa owned by Azam's father. Fatimah was also not invited, because the air outside the night was very cold, also the baby was not able to enjoy the beauty of the night view, so the mother was happy to take care of her.
They left in Azam's car, Amir also drove in front with Ammar. Azam and Silvira with the beautiful Hanna were sitting in the center bench, while four boys were sitting in the back bench.
"I go with you, want to meet my friend, he owns the spectacular park, as well as the chairman of the city's Muslim business association" said Amir.
"Yes Mas" said Azam.
"Later to know, you'll be a young businessman, too,"
"OK," said Azam again.
In less than thirty minutes, they arrived at a spectacular amusement park. The night was very crowded due to the school holiday season and also it became the only outdoor children's entertainment venue that was open late into the evening in the apple city.
They all went down after Amir parked his vehicle. Then he called someone.
"Yuk, we go there, it's him who waves," said Amir, pointing to the entrance counter. And there was indeed someone Amir meant.
"Assalamualaikum" said Amir.
"Waalaikumusalam, Mas Amir, how are you?" ask the guy.
"Good thanks, eh yes introduce this my sister Azam," said Amir. But Azam even smiled widely to look white teeth.
"Azam, oh Khoirul Azam right? SMA 3?" ask the man.
"Luqman Fatoni, ah it is you," said Azam, then they shook hands and hugged.
"You already know him," said Amir.
"Yes Amir this is my Mas, uh yes introduce, Ammar my friend from the city knows, this is my wife, and these twins are my children, if the three are Ammar's children," Azam introduced them all.
"Ah yes, just a moment," Luqman went to his staff near the counter and whispered something, then went back to chatting with his old friend.
"So you guys are on vacation here?" ask Luqman.
"Yes, send these children, Allah has succeeded you Luqman" said Azam.
"Rizki Minallah Zam" said Luqman.
"This is sir" said one employee, handing over several ticket bracelets.
"Oh yes, please attach it to all of them" Luqman ordered.
"Well sir," the officer then attached bracelets to each child, as well as to Azam, Silvira, Amir, and Ammar.
"Mas Amir, I would like to have a conversation with Azam and his wife, please meet, yes," Luqman said, asking Amir for permission.
"Yes please Mas Luqman, let my children be the same Ammar who takes care, you guys relax," said Amir. Then they were brought in by the officer.
"Yuk to my office, there is my wife also above, we can chat together," Luqman asked. Azam and Silvira followed Luqman to his office on the second floor.
In the room was his wife Imelda Luqman, they met, and talked, reminiscing about the school days of Azam and Luqman. After about thirty minutes of talking, Azam and Silvira said goodbye, wanting to accompany their twin sons to play. Not to forget before leaving, Silvira gave several sheets of vouchers for her beauty clinic.
"We say goodbye first, if you go to the city to know, please stop by our house," Azam said saying goodbye.
"Yes Azam, in the Shaytah of Allah" Luqman said.
"Assalamualaikum" Azam and Silvira said before leaving.
"Waalaikumusalam," said Luqman and Imelda.
Azam then goes to the bianglala vehicle, where the twins are and all are waiting for them.
"Mas, I also want to go up," said Silvira.
They all ride in pairs. After a few rounds they went down.
"Come, how come I'm dizzy, hougg," Silvira said, holding back the urge to vomit.
"You sick Beib?" ask Azam.
"The wind is rich, Mas" said Silvira who looked pale.
"Yes we go home, yes" said Azam, embracing Silvira's shoulder. Silvira just nodded.
"Kids, we hope yuk, Umma is not feeling well" said Azam.
Amir saw the watch in his hand, 20 hours over 30 minutes.
"Yes it's night too, tomorrow in shaa Allah om Amir ajakin walk again, here a lot of tourist attractions, tomorrow go? Animal museum? Museum car? A lot of his toys were there too, "Amir persuaded the children.
"Yes Om, well," they said.
Azam and Ammar separated there, Ammar and his children headed for the villa, while Azam and his wife's son, and Amir returned to their parents' house.
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That night was so cold, Azam turned on the room heater in his room. Then go down to the kitchen to make something for Silvira to drink. Silvira put Fatimah to sleep while breastfeeding her. Shortly after the uprek in the kitchen, Azam returned to the room carrying a cup of ginger water.
"Beib, drink this first, let the nausea decrease," said Azam while putting the cup on the nightstand.
"Yes, bentar Mas," whispered Silvira did not want to wake Fatimah who began to fall asleep. The two on the next bed, which the mother just bought this morning, mother deliberately added another mattress for Azam's room so they were comfortable sleeping three.
After Fatimah fell asleep, Silvira went to the next bed, because Azam was waiting for her there, she immediately sipped the warm ginger that her husband had made.
"Where?" ask Azam.
"Hmm, good for Allah, sweet and spicy for him, love for him anyway" Silvira said with a smile, Azam smiled widely to hear it.
"Yes you've tilted right there, I pinched your back let the wind out" Azam said.
Silvira hesitantly followed Azam's pinta.
"Now, is it Mas?" silvira asked as she trembled, because she knew for sure Azam was the mode.
"Hahaha, that is, the wife again hurts when she wants to be beaten, later if it is healthy again look at it," said Azam as his hands began massaging Silvira's shoulders and back, as he looked at her, until the woman finally fell asleep.
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After the dawn prayer, Silvira left Fatimah to her mother, she asked permission to go to the room to rest again because she still felt dizzy. Mom allowed it but I saw something strange, there was a change in the look on the face of her youngest daughter-in-law.
Azam and father, as well as the twins came home from the congregational dawn prayers at the mosque.
"Where is Silvi? As for Fatimah's mother," asked Azam, who saw her mother holding Fatimah.
"Rest in the room, not feeling well she said, that's mom making warm tea, you bring it up for your wife," said Mother.
"Yes Ma'am, but I'm not tired of Fatimah's arms, it's heavy," Azam worried about his mother.
"Mother is still strong, she is all we've been waiting for, let me hold her, while I can" she said with a smile. Azam was relieved to hear it, then rushed upstairs looking for his wife.
