My Husband Lecturer

my husband's lecturer-154

Aira was able to go home some time ago, and now she is in the room to arrange the clothes belonging to Atiya that she got from relatives.

At first, when he arrived home, he was a little surprised, because Alex changed their room to one floor, and the room on the second floor he used for the workspace.

Aira was wondering why she could move all of it so quickly, but luckily Alex explained it was asking the handyman to move things.

Atiya itself has been made a room, with a neat order. But Aira didn't let the princess sleep alone just yet, so the room could be a place to play and relax.

"This is a lot of gifts" said Aira.

"Atiya was just born but her clothes were one full closet"

Alex did not listen to him, the man was cool with his daughter who was put on the thigh.

Aira shook her head, Alex really paid all attention to Atiya, when she came home from work she immediately took a shower and met Atiya, she forgot her food a lot.

"Mass?"

"Hum?"

Alex cleared his throat without taking his eyes off.

Aira walked towards the man.

"Rest me, let Atiya be the same as I used to be" said Aira.

Alex gave a sad look.

"Any more time?" bargained for.

"There is no nego-nego" said Aira.

Alex bent his lips.

'Astagfirulloh.gini nih do it'

Aira held Alex's hand with a sweet smile.

"Let's take a break, Atiya bobo will be next to papa" said Aira.

"Come papaa" cried Aira.

Alex chuckles, he complies. Atiya carried Aira, the man went to change his clothes.

"Mommy's son is very funny like a mama" said Aira while menoel-noel cheeks Atiya.

Suddenly Atiya was crying.

Aira sighed, always like this, Atiya if she had been carried by Alex, she did not want Aira to carry her anymore.

"Ssh.cup.cup mama's son..It's mommy son.."

"The same time mama cry, the same turn papa huhu.." Aira put on a face pretending to cry.

Instead of being silent, Atiya was crying even louder.

"Mas..Cepetan out, your son does not want to be with me" he said.

"Daunt"

Cklek..

Alex came out bare-chested, he ran a little towards his wife. He was holding Atiya.

"Papa's son why fussy hum?"

"A bad mom?"

And sure enough, the baby was silent.

Aira put on a jutek face.

Look Atiya is not even a year old, but already able to respond to a handsome man like his papa, even wriggling when Alec kisses his cheek.

"Damf..Direct diem" Aira's lips

'Prik has a son'

"Std.."

Alex asked him to shut up.

"O Allah, I hum, I also worry, but even stick to his papa." you know Aira.

"You nyusu same papa aja ya Atiya, look out nyariin mama"

Alex chuckles at hearing it.

"Tau ah kesel" he said.

"Please be patient" said Alex.

Aira rolled her eyeballs.

"This again, why don't you wear clothes? wanna get in the wind?"

"Ambilin Mama~" pinta Alex with a contrived voice.

Aira is immune to Alex's cute style.

Wrongfully..That means a little invulnerable!.

"Don't like it, ugly sir" he said.

"But love, right?" ask Alex back.

Aira held back her smile.

"No, yeah.."

"Atiya listen? mama said she didn't love papa, papa kissed her face red" said Alex.

Aira covered her ears.

"Honey, it's Atiyanya" said Alex.

"Jude, this one wears his shirt first"

Aira gave a t-shirt to her husband.

"Put it there, I want to take off my shirt" Alex said.

"Jude here"

"No, Atiya here let me come" said Aira.

"Oh kirain you want-"

"Sshh diem" cut Aira.

He slowly put Atiya on the bed, Alex followed, the man lay down his body beside Atiya, his head pointing towards the princess.

"Atiya, God is beautiful" said Alex amazed to see the face of his little daughter.

Aira smile.

A soothing sight, she was very, very grateful and grateful to the god who had given her the opportunity to give birth to Atiya smoothly and she was still given a long life.

But everything has passed, It feels like crying, Aira imagined her feelings during the delivery process. She was afraid to leave her husband and children.

Aira walked out of the room, slowly closing the door so as not to disturb the two people she loved dearly.

Aira headed for the kitchen to brew a glass of warm tea.

His body was tired, he was lacking rest these few days because of Atiya.

"Tuks of college are a bit malem aja gerjain.." he murmured.

Aira sat on the dining table seat, closing her eyes to relax her body.

"It is difficult to be a mother, suddenly I feel disobedient often to mama.." murmured Aira.

He pulled the corner of his lips.

"Kangen Mama papa." he continued.

Aira opened her eyes, her hands flapping in front of her face.

'Please don't cry..'

He took a deep breath and then slowly sighed.

"Huf.....Aira you can do it!"

He tried to strengthen himself, when he wanted to rest, surely his parents appeared in his mind and make him miss.

Her parents are close, but feel far away.

"Kc..Aira you can't believe it, you already have a child" she was upset with herself.

Aira hid her face with both hands.

Suddenly he felt someone's hand gently massaging his shoulder.

Aira looked up and looked back.

"Capek, baby?"

Aira smiled while holding back tears. It was Alex's hand, the man smiled sweetly at her.

Aira touched the man's hand.

"Mas"

"Hum?"

"Udah should not be tempted, mas more tired" said Aira.

"Mas just wake up, work.if you wake up, ngurusin Atiya, ngurusin mas, cook again.."

"The taste of work is not comparable to housewives like you, plus you go to college." he continued.

Aira was touched to hear it.

From whom is her husband n

Alex looked down and kissed Aira's cheek. Aira nodded in surprise.

"M-mas?!"

Alex bikian's.

"Udah mas is sitting here" said Aira.

He held Alex's hand, the man complied and sat down next to Aira, not forgetting he pulled the chair to get closer to his wife.

They face each other, Aira's hand moves rubbing Alex's hair.

"Atiya, have you given him the left-right barrier?" ask Aira.

Alex nodded.

"It turns out my wife is getting prettier huh" Alex praised.

Aira held back her smile and misbehaved.

"Where is possible..People like gini gembel" elaknya.

Alex moved his face.

"The cheeks are red" Alex ledek.

Aira snorted, she pulled Alex's ear.

"Akhs..Young mama's gala" youh Alex while touching her ears.

Aira chuckled looking at Alex's sweet lips ahead.

"Your hand still hurts?" ask Aira.

Alex shakes.

"Udah is not sick, it's left"

alex's hand wound that Aira clawed had already begun to dry up.

"It's on the mas campus not rolling his arm" he said.

"I'm sorry..It was a terrible wound" said Aira.

Alex smiles.

"No..It's spoiled just as you've healed" Alex said.