My Beloved Husband

Effects of No Small Children (S2 end)

Loh, his son is not there, Baskara open his wife's blanket, there is only bolster, in the box is not there.

Baskara shook Aisyah's shoulders, piercing her cheek lightly, making her owner squirm small.

"Susu, Yanda?"

"Who wants to drink milk, whose grandpa?"

Uh, the child in the mother's room, Aisyah forgot if she had to wait, must be the mother's hassles there looking after her child, not to mention warming the frozen milk, Aisyah slowly down and endak to the mother's room.

But, Baskara held him back, he drowned and kissed his wife's cheek, looking long enough until the two sat back to the edge of the bed, Aisyah had held her husband's face, Aisyah, although she eventually lost and let this free time become an opportunity for her husband to be happy.

The gurgling of water started to sound, Aisyah washed her hands, glancing slightly at the husband who had just wrapped a towel around her waist, the big baby just now she was satisfied.

"God!"

"Hem, it's only been three days that Yanda has wavered, not yet 40 days!"

"Ahahahah, miss you, Nda. He misses his mother, asks to be pampered, sleepy when this is the case, which grandpa, Nda?!"

"Yes, Ais take in mom's room huh, or Yanda go there?"

Baskara who will go there, than his wife out wearing a jacket and hijab again, pity, finally he who went outside, on the first floor there are still many cousins and relatives who continue the preparation, pity, as for Nakula and Shafiyah, it was still there while eating the second artificial cake suddenly.

Tok, tok, tok ....

"Mom, where's the grandpa?"

"Well, hugged your father, slept in both, would you take it?"

"Yes, I'm gonna hug, Mom!" whining like a child, not wanting to be away from her child if it was night, or she would hug Aisyah and ask for more like earlier, in all ways that could make them equally happy.

Mother let go of the father's embrace, made the man wake up and glare at Baskara as if Baskara was not the father of Rashah, but another figure that he should reprimand because the creep took his funny doll.

"I'll take ya, Dad?" ask permission carefully. "He wants to nen the same A-yesha," he added.

"He wants nen or you want nen?"

"Eh, he, Dad. I'm fasting."

The father snorted in disbelief, the father pulled the wet hair of his son, where there was a fast if the night gets wet all, after Baskara confessed then the father gave his grandson to the son.

Slowly Baskara brought his son back to the main room, he kissed and deliberately covered, if anyone saw, he said, he could fail to go to bed early before tomorrow there is a big event in this house.

"Mother has come here, where is the nen, Nda!"

"Hmmm, the handsome, Iaaaang, thirsty yes ... good to sleep with grandparents there, is it good?" Aisha lay down in the middle, mediating between the two. "Well, baby, want to nen Mommy yeah, here and there, bismillah first!"

Baskara followed the motion of his wife's lips to lead the little boy among them, so beautiful to see his son scooping ASI from Aisyah so strong, even his mother said that she had just drank 150ml, still adding to Aisyah, a very strong boy.

Aisyah rubbed her husband's face, the man did not know it tastes like this because it was since childhood had been abandoned by biological mothers and had to drink from a bottle.

"But, Yanda already knows, it's been playing a lot!"

"Ahahahaha, there is no milk, Nda," he replied.

"Heh, this one has his son, don't follow, later become his son Ais loh!"

"Eh, yes no, can't make another child if that's it, want another beautiful one, Nda. I'm sure that girl looks like me!"

Waduh, Aisyah just imagine how beautiful, could every outside the house be asked to wear full attributes so that nothing can be seen easily, the father alone possessive on the mother, he said, not to his son if the woman.

"So, you've got, you've got a break, don't keep busy, Nda!"

"Yes, Yanda bertar again, this is a flood of milk for the grandpa, his son is spoiled, so continue to go outside, in not drinking."

"What's the same mom as that, hem?"

"Because Yanda's hand may be, ahahahahah."

Baskara looked at his hands, then he laughed too, his massage was powerful until the early morning his wife was I was wrong to accommodate ASI who went outside, even until his eyes could not resist sleepiness.

He clapped his puffed up chest, successfully becoming a fruitful father and husband.

"You fall with the same grandpa, Yanda wants to pray first, during your holidays, Yanda herself!"

"May Istiqomah, Yanda!"

"Aamiin, thank you, dear."

Aisyah lay back beside her son, closed her eyes while waiting for the boy to get intake, so she heard the sound of crying, in fact not the child, but her husband was praying.

Her smile widened, she could not force her husband to stay overnight like that, but on every occasion, Baskara would do it and after this she would rutinkan so that her son knew then decreased.

"Same Yanda, yes, want to pray Yanda, tomorrow I am also diligent worship, Nda? Aamiin, Rasya must be better than Mother and her Yandya, dear!" he gave her his intake again.

Tomorrow the proposal event and the meeting of the Saka extended family is also Arsy, a new round of family members is about to begin, the new round of family members will begin, the birth of Rasyah became a turning point where there will be a baby cry tomorrow that provokes the next pregnancy sequence.

"Yes, wake up later if you have heard the shubuh adhan!"

"Yes, sleep first let's enjoy later prayers, his son is also this molor."

"You?"

Aisyah shows her subscription alarm, then Baskara sleeps while hugging the little leg of her son.

In the other room, no one was tired, the cute face and nervous Rasyah made both of them so excited to present a baby among them.

Nakula did not let go of his wife at all, he wanted to avenge his wife who kept teasing it, an hour stopped, was enough to start again.

"Ayaaank, his breath is up!"

"Hem, why did it run out, not even once, ahahaha."

"Don't be weird, later you limp because of running out of stock of superior seeds!"

"What, where is there?" Nakula pull the blanket. "You keep it hot, keep away from the temptation, open it up, now I'm really open, let it be!"

"Ahahahahah, revenge, Ayank?"

Nakula nodded, he clenched the little bodies, let their sweat be one, the effect of the little ones, all wanting to have a little child.

**** season 3 otw

Marhaban Ya Ramadan all oma-oma.....

Hopefully starting tomorrow, our fasting will be launched and full of barokah, healthy, safe, strong, more and more istiqomah....

Bucil already bought fried noodles various flavors, minimalist sahur stock, you also yes, yuk!