(Not) Old Friday

100% Husband's Idest

"Darling, are you going to college tomorrow?" ask Reka. Because after 40 days of giving birth Nayla did want to hurry to go to college.

"Yes Mas, I want to hurry the thesis to graduate quickly" replied Nayla.

Not happy but the face of the designer actually turned very serious. That was because the identity of the troubled Lecturer had not been revealed until now because he was one of the people who devoted his knowledge, he could neatly hide his true identity and disguise being a very good person.

"Well, how serious is his face?" Nayla who had been staring at her laptop was now slightly turning her body to see her husband who was thinking about something.

"You're wearing a bodyguard. There is one person who has not been caught. I'm afraid he'll hurt you."

"Mas, there's no way he's committed a crime on campus."

The design grabbed Nayla's shoulder. "Yes, could it happen. Anyway I'll keep telling people to take care of you."

"Yes, it's up to Mas Reka. Make sure to be careful too."

The designer nodded his head. In fact he was also unwilling to deal with people like them, but since they had already disturbed the peace of his life, they had to be caught all the way to his roots.

"Darling, it's late. Sleep first." tell Design.

Nayla nodded her head and turned off her laptop. He stood up and looked at Andika who was still soundly asleep inside her box. "Met night, baby. When thirsty wake up Mama ya."

"Yes Mama, later Dika cry if thirsty." who answered precisely Reka with a small laugh.

Nayla pinched the cheek of Reka who was standing next to her, then she threw herself on the bed. Nayla is now getting used to staying up late and taking care of Andika. In fact, he has also begun to be able to divide the time and deposit milk. With the help of those around him.

"I am spoiled. Though out there many mothers who can take care of their own children without the help of others. While I was little mother, about cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning the house there was a maid" said Nayla suddenly.

The designer smiled slightly as he laid himself down beside Nayla. "That's them, this is Nayla. Everyone has their own level of ability. Do not compare yourself to others, the most important thing is that we have given the best to Dika."

Nayla nodded her head. Then she hugged Reka and inhaled in the masculine scent that she really liked.

"When to the doctor?" ask Reka.

Nayla looked up. "Dika's immunization schedule is still two weeks away."

"Not that, we're consuls to the doctor for the family planning program." Design chuckled, as it seemed that she was unable to hold it for too long.

Nayla's cheeks flushed. She's shy. "Don't know it."

"Kok doesn't know. Are you ready yet?"

Nayla actually plays her index finger on the chest of the Reka field. "It hurts, isn't it the stitches?"

The design is getting smaller laughs. "So, I've been waiting a month." She doesn't want to force Nayla because she knows for herself how Nayla's dramatic delivery works.

"Two weeks away from immunization from Dika."

The design tightened his embrace. "His father was impatient."

"Ih, it's getting older" they both smiled together. Then the face came closer and caught each other in love.

"I love you..."

"I love you too..."

...***...

Not lingering in the bathroom Nayla came out wearing her bathrobe.

He looked into Andika's box. His son woke up without crying.

"Sadly, my mom woke up..." Nayla grabbed Andika's body and held her.

"Don't want to wake up Ma, still sleepy." the big baby actually answered Nayla's sentence.

"What time do you plan to go to the office? Sleep a little" asked Nayla. He sat on the bed and started me nyu sui Andika.

"Bareng to you." The designer stretched his muscles for a moment then sat down next to Nayla. "It's a lot of heat." She rests her head on Nayla's shoulder with one hand playing her son's fine hair.

"It's heavy, don't push it around."

"There's a magnet so stick to gini."

Finally Nayla let her husband lean. He was now staring at Andika who was sucking greedily.

"Well, that's delicious. Drink natural milk early in the morning. Sticking on Mom's chest. Papa can only see the fresh, while inhaling the exciting aroma. So I want to open it quickly." Reka's lips sniff in Nayla's white neck.

"Mas, ticklish." Nayla tried to avoid when the suction was increasingly felt all over her body.

The designer let out a long breath while distancing himself. "You see, when it's time I make sure you don't sleep all night." The design moved out of place and walked towards the bathroom.

"Ih, Papa's naughty ya." After being full, Andika released her suction. "A shower soon." Nayla put Andika to bed. He let his feet and hands move.

Then Nayla opened the window curtain so that the new sunlight would enter her room. She prepared her husband's clothes, hers, and Andika's.

A few moments later, I came out of the bathroom. "Here, let me take a bath, you get ready." Reka carried Andika and brought her into the bathroom.

Nayla scrunched her forehead. Reka had never bathed her son. He followed Rita to the bathroom.

"Oh my goodness, this is a bathtub. Why take a shower in the sink."

The designer only laughed, while the little baby also laughed and his feet played with water. "When it's nice. Just relax, it's warm water."

"Yes already. Don't take a shower for long."

"Yes, mom."

Nayla just smiled and came out of the bathroom, then she immediately changed into clothes. He looked at himself in the mirror. It seems like he hasn't been preening for a long time.

"Mama, Dika has taken a shower" said Reka after coming out of the bathroom.

"Here you go, let me put some clothes on."

"Let me. You go on."

Nayla smiles at the reflection of Reka in the mirror who painstakingly takes care of and dresses her son while chattering cheerfully. Husband as good as that why he used to not believe just because of the act of ignorant hands, he so accused Reka who is not.

Nayla let out a long sigh as she remembered that.

Fortunately, everything has passed, and now I believe 100 percent.1000 percent if there is one.