(Not) Old Friday

You're Everything

"Mas guess why don't you sleep on the couch, even sleep here?"

Hearing the question as soon as the eyes of the designer glazed over. He thanked her repeatedly because Nayla was not hysterical like last night. Instead of answering, Reka hugged Nayla. Crying as much as possible because all the dreadful burdens had been shed. The heart that had been broken to pieces last night was now back in one piece.

"Mas, i..." Nayla stopped her sentence because she preferred to tighten her embrace.

They enjoy the moment until a few minutes without a word.

"Mas, I don't know why yesterday I couldn't control my emotions. I'm afraid Mas."

The plan loosened his embrace. He looked me in both eyes, Nayla. "I'm a lot more scared than you are. I'm so scared of losing you."

"Mas but about that..."

Reka shook her head. "That's someone who doesn't like me. They've been arrested." Cupped design both cheeks Nayla. "I'll never be able to hurt you, Nay. I love you so much."

Nayla just nodded small. His hand was also outstretched rubbing the tears of Reka who was still on her cheek. "I'm sorry, Mas. I can't control myself. I'm afraid that I'll be like that again?"

Reka shook her head. "From now on I will always take care of you. I'm sorry, I've had almost two weeks of work. You and Dika are everything to me."

Nayla shook her head again. "I can't understand Mas Reka. Mas, let's go home. What's at the drinking house?"

"Sufor, according to the recommendation of the Doctor we once asked. Later after at home you continue ASI again."

Nayla nodded slowly. Because the two ASI containers alone now feel very hard.

"I'll call the doctor first yes, let you get checked and go straight home."

"Take me to the bathroom first, Mas." pinta Nayla.

"Yes." Yeah." The designer helps Nayla get off the cage and rubs her into the bathroom.

"Body I'm so limp, Mom" said Nayla because her feet didn't step on the floor.

"From last night you haven't eaten. Let's have breakfast first."

...***...

That gripping and heartbreaking day has passed. Before returning home from the hospital, Nayla and Reka see a Psychologist first. They both seem to get positive energy and the right solution in dealing with such problems.

Nayla is calmer now. Even after arriving home she immediately carried Dika and teased him with a smile. "When, last night Mama stayed. Mama misses."

Ms. Lela was also relieved to see her daughter had come home. "Nayla, what are you sick with? Tired up?"

Nayla just nodded her head.

"If you are tired there is Mommy there is Rini as well. You can rest, let's be with us. I also want formula milk. No papa, don't force yourself. When you were a baby, you drank formula milk because you had to work immediately."

Nayla just nodded her head. "Yes, Mom."

"Yes, you rest now."

Miss Lela came out of Nayla's room.

"When you want to play first, Mama." Nayla repeatedly kissed Dika's chubby cheeks that were still not asleep.

"Papa's son is smart, he said last night not fussy. It's the same thing Papa said."

"Funny, my mother." The designer looked at Andika's face that could open her eyes wide with lips that moved to suck something. "It's more like Mas Reka." Nayla pinched the little cheek because it was so anxious.

Nayla shook her head. "No Papa Mas, I can still take care of Dika." Nayla starts me nyu sui Andika who already looks thirsty. "**** a lot of affection, until hard to have Mama because last night was not denenen."

"So I want to suck can not." seduced Reka who immediately got a pinch gift from Nayla.

"You've already purchased the ASI pump design."

She smiled and kissed Nayla's cheek repeatedly. Then come to those lips. For a few days he did not feel the sweetness of the lips. He was reluctant to take off his clothes. Wanted to explore that cavity for even longer.

Nayla pushed her chest slowly because her son was still greedily sucking.

"Mas, look at Dika." said Nayla while shyly because honestly she also wanted to feel it for longer.

"When you don't understand." The designer grabbed Nayla's head to lean on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Mas. I don't believe in Reka."

The designer nodded his head. "Dear, I know you're tired. From now on, you should never trust anyone you don't know. I love you the same. I can't possibly turn away from you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Nayla just laughed. "Udah's a tombal."

"I'm serious." The design pinched Nayla's pointed nose.

"Yes Mas. Yesterday I didn't realize I was doing all that. Until I had thoughts of hurting myself. From the explanation of the Psychologist Doctor just now I know that it is called baby blues syndrome. So I need to be more in control of my emotions."

"Yes, I will always accompany you. Do you want me to hang out for 24 hours?"

"Craved, bored. I can't move freely."

The design let go of her embrace and slightly ruffled her hair. Such is the woman, if the husband is very busy he said there is no time but vice versa when he can accompany for 24 hours just feel bored.

"Darling, it looks like Dika is already good. You just sleep in the box. Keep resting."

Nayla nodded then got out of bed and put her to sleep in her box. He was still not satisfied looking at his son's face. He didn't meet last night but it felt so bad.

"Darling, take a break." Reka grabbed Nayla's body and hugged her from behind.

"Yes, Mas. Let Dika sleep in bed later, Mas."

"Yes, no papa."

"But I'm afraid to sleep, because if I sleep I can't stay still."

"Well, good thing if you're conscious."

"What did Mas Reka say?"

The designer laughed and let go of his embrace. He immediately threw himself on his bed.

"I'm like Mas Reka is quiet when you sleep." Nayla follows Reka into bed.

Reka grabbed Nayla's body into her arms. "It's been two weeks and it's three weeks or maybe another month or two."

"Ih, what the hell is Mas."

"It's fun when we're in the room."

Nayla just smiled a little while submerging her face in the chest of the Reka field.