After Marriage
CHAPTER 78

The next day was Sunday.

Today Aslan and Kiran decided to quality time with their small family. Take baby Aydan for a picnic to the top of Bogor, and Desi goes with them.

Realize their time is not entirely for Aydan, if holidays like this as much as possible they spend it together with

Aydan.

“Kok far away to Bogor, later the time is just up on the road,” said Yuli when she saw her son and daughter-in-law were preparing, put some luggage into the car.

“Mending at home only, play in the pool, Aydan must also be happy,” timpal Yuli again.

Kiran's hand movements stopped, she was a little

justifying the mother-in-law's words.

“It's okay Umi, once went that's quite

far away, let Aydan see the summit.” Aslan answered.

Aydan is rarely invited by them to

out, in addition to their busy lives, Yuli is also too protective of her granddaughter.

“What Umi want to come with?’ aslan and Yuli

raising your shoulders in response.

“Mas, it seems like Umi said, we should

picnic in the back garden only.” Kiran finally opened her voice, she could not completely ignore Yuli's speech, however, it was Yuli who took care of Aydan really, Yuli had the right to forbid Aydan to go far.

“Why? Yesterday when Aydan was 6 months old, you said wait for Aydan at 1 year old to reach the top. Now Aydan is 1 year why postponed again? Is Aydan waiting 2 years old?” asked Aslan, everything was ready, they just left, but his wife even made him doubtful.

Kiran was silent, especially when she heard her husband's voice sounding colder and fuller

allusions.

Until finally Yuli moves to take Aydan

inside Desi sling.

“Already, do not fight, besides it is cloudy outside this must be Bogor rain.” Yuli was about to mediate, but the cold atmosphere was already controlling.

“Yes already, no need to go,” break up Aslan, then

back down their belongings from inside the car and bring them back

get inside the house.

His wife and mother are still in the garage.

“Following your husband, it seems Aslan is angry,” Yuli said to Kiran who was just speechless.

Then she nodded and followed her husband.

Aslan turned out to enter their room, and changed into a house shirt.

Kiran just sat by the bed watching all the movements of her husband, who was now inhabiting her.

“Mas?”

“Hem,” jwab Aslan is short, somehow hearing that Kiran even feels funny. She got up and hugged her husband's body

towards the back, as Aslan was taking off the clock in his hand.

“Don't get angry huh? I'm sorry,” Kiran said with her voice so soft, she even

moving his hands up and down stroking the chest of the field of the husband, from behind.

Aslan answered nothing, until finally the watch he managed to release. Then turn around and return the arms of the wife when they are faced.

“I'm not mad at you, but mad at me

sendri,” clear Aslan.

Hearing that, Kiran immediately broke her embrace and looked into the eyes of the husband, with a fixed gaze.

“why?” ask Kiran later.

“Not only you, I also feel less

aydan. Moreover, I often go home at night, when I come home Aydan is asleep.  The next morning I left first. And on holidays like this, I thought taking Aydan away would treat my guilt, but I was wrong too. True said Umi, if we go to Bogor, maybe only we enjoy the trip but not with Aydan,” replied Aslan at length, this is what he now feels, he said, a taste so stifling to the heart.

Kiran then stood on her tiptoes and kissed the lips

them. Only with the unification of the lips that his feelings can be more relieved.

Even their hearts warmed up.

“Any parent who requires them to work must feel the same way as us Mas, but we do this

not just for the fun out there, but for the future

Aydan,” was obviously Kiran after their kiss took off and her breathing returned to normal.

And Aslan's a little nuisance.

Then after that, Kiran decided to change clothes and the two came back out,

meeting Aydan.

As Yuli suggested, they ended up just spending the day of the week playing in the back garden. Aslan and Kiran train

his son was to start walking, Aydan enthusiastically stepped foot even though he still often fell.

While secretly , Desi immortalizes those memories in a recording and some photographs. Later, when Aydan has understood, he will show these photos, as a good memory of his childhood together

both parents.

Desi, he loves Aydan so much.

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That night, Aydan slept with Aslan and Kiran.

Aydan was in the middle, between his father and mother.

“Aydan's nose is like yours, sharp,” Aslan said when he noticed the face of the child who had fallen asleep, fell asleep very soundly, after spending a bottle of formula.

It has been 2 months, Asi Kiran has not come out again. That's why Aydan drinks formula.

“Don't lie, everyone says that Aydan is similar to Mas,” cutty Kiran, only her husband said that Aydan's nose looks like him.

Aslan boasted his snyum did not dare to chuckle. Afraid Aydan will wake up.

“Then let's make something similar to you.”

And Kiran was getting sick of hearing that.

“You didn't?" Bidar Aslan again, twisting his eyes, flirtatious. And Kiran just pinched her husband's stomach.

Their rioting finally made Aydan squirm, Kiran hurriedly patted Aydan's legs gently to keep him quiet.

While his mouth was blurring the sound, shhhhhhhh...

“Mas anyway!” ketus.

Seeing that, Aslan was again only able to hold back his laughter.

At 10 p.m., Aslan and Kiran fell asleep as well.

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On Monday, their routine was back

be revived. Aslan and Kiran start working, and Iwan still has to go to his grocery store.

At home only tells the story of Aydan, Yuli and 3 domestic assistants.

This morning, Aslan will be there to attend the rally

monthly in one of the hotel ballrooms in Jakarta. All the heads of the Bank branch in his place of work are obliged to follow the meeting.

Don't want to be late, from Aslan's house

decide right there. Although the meeting will be held at 9 am.

With big strides, Aslan began to enter the hotel's lobby. Until his gaze was locked on a woman as he was known. Standing at the receptionist table, as if making a payment.

“Maya,” murmured Aslan slowly. Then his gaze

distracted by a little girl who was in Maya's arms, she seemed to be not far from Aydan.

Don't wanna get dizzy, before Maya sees

his existence, Aslan resumed his steps.