
Hand over carrying Baby Ameera while occasionally kissing both cheeks with anxiety. At first he was afraid to hold baby Ameera, but Hasna assured him nothing would happen to baby Ameera as long as she was careful.
"Ameera, Daddy's daughter."
"Honey, Ameera's asleep. Why not put it?" ask Hasna. She just finished cleaning her body in aid with Ana.
"I don't want to put it, I want to carry it" Serkan said. He was not willing to put his daughter. As much as he could, he wanted to carry her at all times. She used to wish she had a daughter, but since God gave her a baby boy, she was not a matter of being healthy.
"But pity also baby Ameera, she's tired, hem ..."
"Yes, too," Serkan thought, it could also be her daughter who is tired because she is carrying every time.
"O yes Eli and Andreas want to come here" Hasna said. She took her robe and hijab. "They're getting stickier" he added.
"really? I am grateful that Andrew opened his heart. She was in love once, but the girl loved someone else, yes pent-up love." Leave put baby Ameera gently, then turn on his wife, take the robe and hijab in his wife's hands.
"What do you want? Let me be," Hasna refused her husband when she wanted to put on her clothes and her headscarf.
"No, let's just say I'm your husband and your servant."
"Let me serve you my Queen."
"Well, I can't refuse this husband of mine."
Handing open Hasna's bathrobe, as usual she would look at the two mounds and hold something turbulent in her body. The doctor reminded Hasna that she had not been able to touch and that she had to fast, but for her it did not matter as long as she could be with Hasna.
Hand over Hasna's clothes, then dry Hasna's hair and finally put on the hijab. He kissed Hasna's forehead gently.
"Thank you dear,"
Leave it to help Hasna sit on the edge of her bed carefully as there are stitches down there.
Handing her body back around, she opened the door of her room and saw Eli and Andreas who were carrying some paper bagh and two servants who were helping her.
"You guys," Hasna saw a lot of paper bagh on her bed.
"I didn't know what clothes fit, so I bought whatever I saw" Andreas said.
Eli snorted, he had a chat with Andreas about clothes for Ameera.
Hand take one paper bagh and it contains two kinds of clothes that each have three different colors.
"Thank you, Ameera would love to get a present from you."
"But I don't like to shop with him, he wants to win by himself." Adu Eli, the intention of the heart would buy itself, but because Andreas came to his house and shocked him. He wanted to refuse, but his mother forced him to come along.
So this was how he was right now, he was annoyed half-deadly at Andreas.
"It's okay, everything is definitely suitable for baby Ameera."
"Hopefully," Eli said.
"I'm sure baby Ameera would fit better than you." Andreas sneers at Eli's choice.
"You, I'm not sure, your choice looks old-fashioned." Eli does not want to lose, the choice is also not less good.
"It's better to choose me than yours that isn't classy." Sambar Andreas's.
Drawing her head, she listened to her cute baby cry and was furious at Eli and Andreas who did not end their debate and instead made her cute baby cry loudly.
Quickly, Serkan pulled the arms of Andreas and Eli. "You're not welcome in my room."
Brakes