The Father Of My Children

THE FOMC 134

After they disappeared behind the door. Daniel tells Arya and Darren to sit on the sofa, while Amel sits on the bedside chair accompanying Azka there.

"What's Azka's condition now, Darren?" ask Daniel seriously.

"He's fine, Om." Darren answered according to their plan.

"All right, Om believe." Although Darren has said that Azka's condition is fine. But still Darren's words still stuck in his heart, but he would not force Darren to tell the truth.

'What? Is that how much Daniel believed me?'

"Om hoping you'll always be there for Azka" Daniel said expectantly. A tone of regret was clearly heard on his words. Daniel was self-conscious all this time he did not know Azka's heart, but this time it was different he would fully support Azka.

"Yes Om. That's for sure" Arya and Darren chimed in.

"OKAY. Then, Om said to go home first. Oh, drop Azka on you guys, yeah."

"Yes Om."

"Yes." Yeah."

Daniel got up from his seat and immediately walked over to the exit. After Daniel disappears behind the door, Arya and Darren approach the bed where Azka is.

"Azes. You're fine here, yeah. We both went out first. Calm down, your heart is here too, he will be with you" Darren jokingly said, accompanied by a small oddity.

"Yes Az. I'm also saying goodbye and won't bother you two anymore" said Arya.

"Sister-in-law, we're saying goodbye, yeah." Darren told Amel.

"Eh, you must be cold. I've brought a change of clothes for both of you" said Amel.

"Huh?" The two of them staggered, then looked at each other in astonishment.

Amel raised both hands, then waved at the two adults. "Don't get me wrong, I told Sonya to take Arya's clothes, I mean ask her to borrow Arya's clothes." Amel explains that the two do not misunderstand.

"No problem" replied Arya.

"Geez, the clothes on Azka's body have also not been replaced, the clothes are also dry in the body," said Darren, he only realized that he had not had time to change Azka clothes wearing typical hospital patient clothes.

"OKAY. Let me change his clothes" said Amel.

"Are you sure?" arya asked Amel.

Darren patted his eel. "You know what, Ar. Why not sure? Don't they have children? Of course dong, it is commonly seen," said Darren.

"yes too. Okay we'll bring a change of clothes and leave one shirt for Azka" Arya said.

"okay."

"Oh yes, Sister-in-law. The patient's dressing gown is in the closet over there," Darren explained, pointing towards the closet.

"Good."

Arya and Darren had left the room, and now Amel was alone accompanying Azka inside. Amel took the clothes left by the two adults, then went back to Azka's bed, looking at her nervously.

A minute later Amel walked over to the closet appointed by Darren. He put Arya's dry clothes in the closet and took special clothes for patients.

Amel went back to the side of the bed, he looked at Azka deeply, several times swallowing himself.

'How's this? If he regains consciousness, then I will be accused of profiting from his stupor.'

"Can I? We may have had some experience in that. But, this has been three years. Why am I so careless, why not ask those who change clothes for Azka only. Oh Amel!"

With a rumbling heart, Amel took off the cameja shirt from Azka's body. Seen smooth and white body was clearly handsome in the concentrated sense of Amel's. Amel almost got a nosebleed looking at the torn bread that was in front of him.

Amel swallowed his saliva repeatedly. " Wow .. Azka's body is this beautiful. I didn't pay much attention to it." Her aura melted at the sight.

Amel patted both cheeks with both palms. "No Amel no!!! You need to focus." Amel shook his head to stay conscious.

"Uhuk. It's okay, right?" Amel's cheeks are red. He ventured to hold the chest of the field.

Just a few pauses his hand touched that beautiful body, but a second later his heart became doubtful. Amel then pulled his hand back.

"No, I can't. Yeah, can't."

Amel threw the thought away, and immediately put the hospital clothes on Azka.

"Huff ... eventually the shirt is replaced. But, uh-how to change his pants?" Now his heart is pounding no more.

Amel had trouble swallowing his saliva. "Yes my. Swallowing is hard. How do I open those pants." I think Amel wants to run and scream.

"No, I have to be brave, it's for her, too."

Amel flicked the quilt of the thigh, his hand moving towards the belt that Azka was wearing. Amel removed the belt carefully, so that his hands did not touch Azka's skin.

"Huff .. done. Just keep the pants on."

Amel's hand trembled as he touched the hook of his trousers, slowly he began to remove the hook. Amel's heart thumped as if he wanted to jump out of his hiding place. He grabbed the end of the zipper and slowly lowered it.

'May I not touch his little sister, may I not touch his little sister.'

Amel managed to lower the zipper without touching what should not be touched. Amel breathed heavily, then pulled the blanket over Azka's belly.

Amel walked slightly towards the foot of the bed, he opened Azka's shoes, and put his hand into the blanket to open Azka's pants. Carefully the pants were already detached from Azka's body.

Amel took the patient's pants, and put them on Azka. He slowly pulled the pants up, Amel was troubled when the pants had to be pulled through two solid mounds belonging to Azka.

"It's really hard! Though soon finished," murmured Amel frustrated.

Amel lowered his level of alertness. He tried to raise the pants to make it through the heirloom and the two solid mounds. But fateful already, he who was not careful even accidentally touched Azka's little sister.

"W-What's touched earlier!?" With a lightning-fast motion, Amel immediately pulled the pants up perfectly.

"M-I'm sorry. I-I was completely unintentional" Amel told the unconscious.

"Huff .. fortunately he was not aware. If not, then I'm done." Amel breathed a sigh at least Azka had not yet awakened from his stupor.

"If he knew how? Ah, it's impossible. In this room, it's just us" said Amel.

Amel collects Azka's wet clothes. Then save it into the closet, hanging it with the hanger that is there. After that, he approached Azka.

Amel looked at that shady face. "I prefer it when you tease me Az. Than to have to look at you like this" said Amel. Amel rubbed Azka's face, then kissed her temple. Down to both eyes, both cheeks, nose, and lastly those slightly pale lips.

"Capacitate! Me and the kids need you, baby."

Amel becomes moody, his mind glares away considering what Ary told him about Azka's past and current condition.

"I love you so much. Please ... quickly realize, I miss you who are always babbling this and that to me, "he said again. It did not feel that clear water just flowed from his eye pelup.

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