It's not my fault for taking your wife

A babylicious!

Allan flipped his body on the bed. It was almost late at night, but he was unable to close his eyes. Giany's shadow always haunts him.

"Why did I become like this, huh? Am I too happy to hear that Giany wants to divorce her husband?"

"Allan, you are a mortal sinner. People's wives want to be taken," he meant to himself.

His hands stretched out, grabbing the rectangular flat object that was on the nightstand table. He opened the contact list on his phone. Staring in the sweet name pinned by him there.

Giany Allan ... His name is Giany, not Babylicious!

"Just let it go. Nobody knows if I keep Giany's number under this name."

Upset to himself, Allan put the phone back on the table, then lay her head on the pillow. But after only a few minutes, he grabbed the object back and typed in a message.

[Giany, you're asleep, haven't you?] ~ Allan

While taking a breath, he pressed the enter symbol on the phone. Between hesitating and not to send that unimportant message.

"unrequested. Maybe Giany's asleep." Allan glanced at the clockwork direction on the wall. "It's eleven o'clock, that's exactly what you expected, Allan. She must have slept ...."

He put the phone back on the table, counting the seconds that passed.

Waiting was annoying, something Allan didn't like long ago. But somehow with Giany feels different. Waiting for a reply to a message has made his heart go down.

The tring! The sound of a cell phone ringing, a sign of a new message. As fast as lightning, Allan snatched the annoying object he had been waiting for ringing.

[Not yet, Doctor ... What's up?] ~ Babylicious

"You're not outrageous, Giany. It has been given a code to call Mas Allan as well," muttered Allan with a long sigh.

[Oh, no. Just want to tell you, my friend who is in the stamp duty said, tomorrow the files you need will be prepared. So tomorrow afternoon, you can register a lawsuit with the religious court.] ~ Allan.

A reasonable enough reason has just sent Allan to the woman of his tribe.

[Thank you, Doctor. Sorry troublesome.] ~ Babylicious.

[It's okay.]~ Allan.

Messaging each other ended just like that. Allan put his phone back on the nightstand. Looks like he's gonna sleep well tonight. Though only sending messages to each other, but that simple thing alone has succeeded in making his heart flowery.

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Giany was already asleep when a soft and chewy object slowly landed on his cheeks and forehead. Maysha just woke up. The beautiful little girl gave an affectionate kiss once more, then got off the bed and stepped out of the room, heading upstairs. He opened the door to his father's room.

Allan was already asleep in a thick blanket.

Slowly Maysha stepped closer and climbed onto the bed, then kissed her father's right cheek. Allan who was very sensitive with that touch immediately woke up when he felt something touch his face.

"Maysha, dear .." he said in a hoarse voice. "Why, Son? I thought Maysha was asleep."

"Yeah ..."

Suddenly Allan nodded. He was frozen staring at Maysha. And in just a few seconds, both of his eyeballs had been bathed in a clear liquid. For the first time since three years ago, he heard Maysha's soft voice calling him father.

Allan even thought he was dreaming. However, his full consciousness soon returns after he convinces himself that all is not a dream.

"Son, can you call me dad? Try again, honey!"

Maysha smiled as she nodded. Then repeat back with great difficulty.

"Yeah ..."

Allan again gasped. Unable to hide his happiness, he grabbed the tiny body and hugged it. Peeping all parts of his little princess's face.

Haru's taste is back. Over the past three years, various therapies and treatments have been carried out for Maysha, but they have not been successful. Now, like a surprise, Maysha came and suddenly called out to him.

"Yes ... Ka-kak ..." said Maysha quietly.

"Sister Giany?"

He replied with a nod.

Maysha crossed her arms in front of her chest, which meant that she loved Giany very much, and Allan understood his daughter's body language correctly.

"Maysha loves Giany's sister?" allan asked making his daughter nod back.

"Dad too, baby, son."

Suddenly Maysha's face looked sad. He gave Allan a signal by crossing his arms back to his chest while shaking.

"Well, ka-kak ..."

Realizing his daughter's intentions, Allan simply smiled as she rubbed the little girl's hair.

"Maysha doesn't want Giany's sister to leave the house?"

Maysha replied with a nod, with a sad look on her face.

Unbeknownst to Allan, Maysha had peeked out of the room when there was a commotion when Desta came to pick up Giany. The little girl became afraid that Giany would leave her.

"Darling, listen to me ... Giany's brother won't leave. He will stay with us forever. Because Big Brother Giany is Maysha's future and father's. Maysha would, if Giany's sister were Maysha's mother."

Maysha replied with a nod of her head.

"Yes, now Maysha sleeps yes, son ... Sleep here with dad, will you?" Allan then laid Maysha down and covered her.

The little girl put her hand on her father's body.

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The morning started with breakfast. Maysha looked more cheerful than yesterday, as did Allan. The happy surprise became a gift that morning, when Maysha could name a few words. A very remarkable progress.

"Hold the spoon like this, honey. Well, good." Giany sits by Maysha's side while teaching her how to eat right so as not to fall apart.

Something that Giany admired since the first day of his arrival at the house was, the warm atmosphere within the family. There was absolutely no difference between them, even Aunt Misa was eating at the same table.

Things are very different from most families out there, when employers and workers eat in different places. Allan has great respect for Aunt Misa who has worked for decades in her family.

"Allan, why not have breakfast?" ask Mom Dini.

"Lit's a lot of breakfast, ma'am. Confused which one to choose. It looks good."

"That's Giany who made it all, Doctor. Try the toast. Em ... The fried rice is also delicious" said Aunt Misa.

"Oh, did Giany do it? Maysha likes it." Allan rubbed the head of Maysha who was so greedy to eat her favorite fried rice.

"If Mas Allan wants fried rice or toast?"

Allan stared at Giany unblinkingly, as his hearing caught the beautiful call he had wanted to hear from Giany's mouth since yesterday. The man was speechless, his tongue stiffened to move. Until suddenly ...

"Doctor ... Doctor ..." call Giany quash Allan's reverie. "You want some fried rice?"

"Ah, yes it can ..." Allan had just woken up from his daydream.

Conscious Allan! Don't dream of being called the same mas Giany.

"Don't do much, yeah." said Allan half-frustrated.

He also started his breakfast. It is true, even though only fried rice, but it feels so delicious through the esophagus. It looks like Allan will be at home eating if Giany cooks.

In the past, Ayra did not like anything related to kitchen affairs.

Breakfast done. Allan was enjoying a cup of sweet tea that Giany had just poured for him.

"Allan, you have Doctor Mega's phone number, right? Can you ask?"

"Yes ma'am, there is." Allan shifted his phone in front of Mom Dini.

Quickly, the middle-aged woman opened the contact list on Allan's cell phone. Something caught his attention, when he found the name listed on the top list.

"Allan, who is Babylicious?" tanya Bu Dini made a sweet tea that had just entered into Allan's mouth spurt out.

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