Sensational Husband
One Hundred Ninety Eight
Azlan took the hijab in Alexa's hands, then paired the hijab and buttoned it with a brooch she got from the original plastic, which she had, intentionally Azlan bought a hijab complete with a brooch so that Alexa is not confused when going to wear it. With a single twitch, Azlan has successfully put the hijab to the head of Alexa. happens to be Alexa wearing trousers combined with three-fourth sleeves. If Alexa was wearing calf-length pants and short-sleeved clothes, it would be funny if Azlan tried to put the hijab on Alexa's head.
“Perfect. You are very beautiful,” praise Azlan while giving a thumbs up.
“Ya already, we are photos again.” Alexa takes back the phone and then pairs the action with various styles. “This I'll upload another time. Because I just uploaded a photo.” Alexa keeps her phone in her bag.
Azlan never protested with the habits and pleasures of his wife. He did not want to make Alexa feel hurt or just uncomfortable for the protest. As long as the fun is not off the right track, for Azlan it does not matter.
Alexa and Azlan enter the house. They met Joan while crossing the front room.
“Azlan, Alexa, you happen to be home. I want to talk to you guys,” said Mr. Joan with a moving eye bead staring at Alexa and Azlan alternately.
Alexa and Azlan exchanged looks. Then Azlan nodded, taking Alexa to sit on the sofa, in front of Joan who was already sitting there.
“What's up, Pa?” Ask Alexa.
Mr. Joan sighed and coughed a little. Then he said, “Azlan, Alexa is my only child. And soon he'll give me a grandchild, so you'll have to take good care of him. I'm going overseas for a family business soon, and I trust Alexa to you. Take good care of my daughter.”
“Sure. I will take good care of him,” Azlan replied.
“I've been too busy with women, and when I saw Alexa's belly grow, I realized that I would have a grandchild, I was no longer young. Time seemed to have told me that I should not play with age. Because age is unpredictable. And it could be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow or whenever death picks up. The last few days, I've been pictured by my late wife. I also dream of it often. I don't know what that means, but I've been pondering a lot afterwards. Maybe I should move on from my path now. After parting ways with Atika, I will not look for a replacement. I've had enough of everything I've done.”
Azlan smiled happily at the words his in-laws had spoken. “What papa said is true. No age can predict. We are only in charge of collecting as much kindness as possible.”
“This is why I'm going abroad to see my wife's brothers. Maybe by extending the friendship, I will feel more comfortable,” said Mr. Joan.
Unexpectedly, the way Mr. Joan spoke and the words he spoke were much different. It was as if the man who was talking to Azlan was not Joan's sir. This is the other side of Joan's unidentified. As bad as humans are, there must be a good side.
“Good. I love Papa.” Alexa moved to a sitting position and wrapped her arms around Mr. Joan's neck from the side. His head rested on his shoulder.
“I'm moved.” Alexa smile.
“Tomorrow I will go abroad, you must take good care of your womb. The birth prediction is soon. I will also try to go home soon.”
“Iya yes. Ah, why just going away it feels like going a long way.” Alexa buried her face in Mr. Joan's arm. Only this time he felt the care of his papa, of course it became his own moment. His heart felt wet because of it.
“Still like a child. You're married,” chirps Joan make Alexa grumble. Mr. Joan's gaze turned to Azlan's face. “Azlan, let me know when my grandson was born.”
“Sure,” replied Azlan. “Do I need to drive to the airport tomorrow?”
“No need. Alexa needs you more. I'm used to going alone,” replied Mr. Joan.
“Didn't papa say he'd be home soon? Then why ask to be notified when my baby is born?” Alexa took off her embrace and looked at her clingy papa.
“No one knows when the labor process takes place. Prediction could have missed,” replied Mr. Joan returned Alexa's stare fixed.
“Huh.. Whereas I want to give birth to my baby with my husband and papa awaited.”
Mr. Joan sighed. “I'll try to get back quickly for you. How is the USG? What is the gender of your child?”
“Males and females,” clear Alexa gleeful.
Mr. Joan glares. “Twin?”
Alexa nodded steadily with a wide smile.
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