My Husband's Return
Part 16 - Return of My Husband
Salsa flinched when Azka suddenly slipped her hand between her neck.
"A-Azka," nervous Salsa.
"Gini right? Or Azkanya you have another position before going to bed?"
Hard to deny, Salsa's smile returned, although a little nervous, the woman shook her head.
"It's not that, baby, it's gini." Salsa leaned her body against Azka. Touching his nose in Azka's neck.
"Never get tired of reminding me of other little things" muttered Azka stroking Salsa's hair.
"I'm glad you want to accept me again Ka. At first I was afraid that you would leave me the same Kara because I did not know. I don't mind you forgetting our memories as long as you want to take me back. We started from the beginning, too, papa."
"Alright, we start from the beginning if so," said Azka.
With hesitation, the man lowered his head to kiss Salsa on the forehead. "Hopefully my decision was not wrong" he whispered.
Again, Salsa again cried in Azka's arms. "Hiks .. I finally get to take your warm embrace again Ka."
"Mama!" Call Angkara on the doorstep in a sleeping pajama suit.
Salsa turned around. "Why did my mom wake up?" wonder Salsa. Though he had made sure Angkara was asleep before going to the room.
"Pengen tidul baleng papa," answered Angkara immediately crawled up to the bed, then laid his body in the middle between Salsa and Azka.
"Kirain's Mama's son's nightmare again." Salsa peeping Angkara's cheeks.
"Mama don't kiss Kala's cheek. Shame on me."
"Kok shy?" This time Azka chimed in, wanting to get closer to the small creature that was said to be his flesh blood.
"When it's made by Papa, ashamed of my friends at the child Mama. You want to be like El, cool."
"Eh, don't be like El, love your girlfriend, eat your liver every day."
"Why Mama?" Angkara's eyes blinked funnyly, staring at Salsa's pretty face.
"Women need attention and affection, and El is cold and indifferent to her partner."
"Oh so, if it's big, Kala wants to be like Papa."
"Why laugh?"
"Just like that."
"I'm like Samuel? Cold and not your equal attention?"
"Yes, it used to be the beginning of our courtship, you have a hard time smiling at me. But marriage is no longer, you're spoiled, I love."
"Don't Papa smile, baby is the same Mama?" ledek Angkara's.
"Hust, who taught you, hm?" tanya Azka covered her misguided sense of behavior.
"Layhan's father."
Azka's smile faded, she glanced at Salsa at a glance. "Angkara, Dad, Papa, Papi, Daddy you, that's just one Papa. Don't call them back like that" forbid Azka.
"But in little Daddy Keen and Dad Layhan always there for Kala, Papa mana pelnah," replied Angkara a little dislike.
His affection for Keenan and Rayhan was much greater than Azka. What's more when every night Angkara sees his mother crying in the room before Azka's return.
"Papa is evil with Mama. Papa pelgi and back again. Bad papa would make Mama cry every night before she falls!"
Angkara immediately changed his sleeping position facing Salsa, hugging the woman tightly.
"Hate Papa!"
Salsa stroked Angkara's hair while looking at Azka guiltily. He failed to educate Angkara.
All this time he always taught Angkara well. Always telling about Azka, Azka's kindness and the great asceticism of the man.
Unfortunately he did not know that Angkara had secretly watched him cry in the middle of the night.
"Sorry," said Salsa.
"No papa, his name is also children." Azka immediately got out of bed, walking out of the room.
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