Baby In My Husband's Hugs

the baby ...

Despite being a big question I can't shake there is a sense of compassion and spread a sense that somehow makes me moved to hug and always pet him, making sure his body is warm and good.

it's getting noticed more and more today this baby is getting similar to arsenic mas, his facial lines and eyes are almost the same as mine, but ... I will try to dismiss the notion that he is the son of Mas arsenic because Mas arsen himself refuses to admit it.

The only thing she wants from me as a wife is to do my best to take care of Liliana and accept this baby as if loving my own child.

As if I had no choice then the only thing I sacrificed was my ego and with open arms let this baby be Liliana's little sister.

I can't make this 1-month-old boy an excuse to sue for divorce, what if this child was really just a little boy who had cultivated a feeling of compassion in my husband's heart and then after parting with him I would suffer regret and loss.

I don't want to be that silly, and Liliana loves her dad very much anyway.

In the next episode I can only succumb to the desire of the community to keep caring for a baby who is already considered his own child.

This afternoon he came back from his office and went straight to see me in the kitchen,

"Honey, where's our baby?"

Why does he call it our baby when he knows for himself that the child is not my son, knows where he took me I have accepted sincerely or not about the child brought from outside the house.

"There is Mas sleeping in Liliana's room" I replied.

"Are you sure he didn't get flies or mosquitoes?"

Perhaps now the words of Mas Arsen already sound excessive.

"No Mas, I'm wearing a mosquito net" I replied, trying to hide a smile in front of him that was tired after coming home from work.

"He drank milk, right?"

"Udah Mas" I replied.

"You've checked that the diapers aren't full, have you?"

"Mas ... What the hell are you? how overprotective it is with that baby, you treat him beyond your concern for our Liliana, what happened, who exactly is that baby?"

"... I was just worried that the baby would .. but I then realized that my worries were completely unwarranted" he continued, peeping at my cheek.

"Mas ... is there anything you didn't tell me?"

"No one, Yasmine, everything's fine" she replied with a misbehaving smile, I understand she's hiding something.

The night went on as usual, we ate dinner at the table and then spent time in front of the TV joking with the kids.

after driving Lilyana and the baby to sleep in their room I then turned to the room where I had found my husband laying on the bed.

"Come lie down in my arms" he asked.

"Yes, Mas" I answered.

"I miss you" he murmured while smelling the scent of my long hair.

"Yes, for a long time we have not combined love, you are too busy with your duties outside the city, I miss it, but I understand that love is not only about the relationship of the bed, only about the relationship, I understand and I support you" I replied.

"Thank you, baby," he replied, peeping at my lips.

I retaliated and we held each other in love, she slowly touched me with a caress and everything happened with love.

**

I woke up at two in the night, and found Mas Arsen's phone on, watched carefully as it turned out to be a continuous incoming message.

I opened the phone, it was unlocked and I never wanted to open my husband's phone because I thought it was his privacy and there was nothing to suspect.

(Arsen How is my grandson?)

who what was it that sent a message to Mas Arsen on such a late night.Why did he ask about his grandson? Who did he mean? and why did he ask my husband that when the number listed there was not my mother's number or her parents' number.