Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 163

Nila was finally allowed to go home after a few days in the hospital. The last result according to the examination of Dr. Andin, the condition of Nila's pregnancy is very good. He was advised to return to control for another month.

Fatan took care of his administration, while Nila alone packed his clothes and Fatan into a suitcase. Nila did deliberately not allow Lalisa to come to the hospital, for fear of fatigue. Moreover, the half-century women were guarding Ara, their little daughter.

After packing, while waiting for Fatan to return from the administration. Nila ate her lunch first. While eating, Nila saw 2 mobile phones lying on the nightstand beside her bed. Because he's been packing on the couch.

One of the phones belonged to Nila, but the other one belonged to Fatan. Between the two phones, only Fatan's phone continues to sound notification.

"Mas Fatan is too much to carry or deliberately put?" muttered Nila while continuing to eat her back.

Until Nila finished eating, notification sounds kept popping up. She finally grabbed her husband's phone and opened it. But actually he did not want to open it again after Fatan apologized and gave full attention to Nila.

But now Nila was curious. He saw the origin of the notification.

"Real from email." Once there was doubt and wanted to put it back to its original place. But Nila's heart felt intrigued to open it.

When it opened, most of the emails came from Rusli and his older brother Fatan, Elisha. As Nila knows, indeed the two people are more often related to the husband because they have a continuous task for the sake of the progress of company profit. There were no emails from anyone but them. Then Nila put it back to its original place.

Shortly thereafter, Fatan returned. "Darling, is it all neat?" ask the man.

"Udah, Mas." Nila smiled and approached her husband. "Mas, before we go home ... I want to eat chicken soto, can't I?" the door while fusing his two index fingers was like a long bridge.

Fatan smiled when he saw Nila's behavior that was so adorable to him. "Come, honey," she said, stroking Nila's hair.

"Thank you, Mom." Nila's face immediately shone.

"If so, let's go home!" bring Fatan. The man grabbed Nila's bag and hooked it to the owner. After that he clasped Nila's hand to approach their suitcase. Both of them came out of the room.

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"Mas, there is actually something I want to talk to you about" Nila said breaking the silence as she and her husband were on their way to Jakarta.

"What is that, honey? Just say it." Fatan looked over for a while and focused on driving back.

"About the nanny for Ara, Mas ... A few days ago, I was talking about the same mother. And mother give input anyway if hiring the services of a nanny for Ara later only if I was the birth of a second child. At first I thought, okay, because you want to. But I thought for a long time, if I couldn't possibly rely on my mother-in-law. I can take care of Ara myself, because I feel bad ngerepotin mother continue." Nila pulled out the grunts she had on her head. And then he scolded. "How do you think?" ask him on Fatan.

"Okay, gini. If I see how you are. If you still feel able to take care of Ara yourself when I work, please. But if the condition is like yesterday, I'm much more tenag Ara held by mother than the nanny. Besides, nowadays choosing a nanny is also like choosing a mate, dear. It's not easy, especially for a kid Ara's age." Fatan gave his opinion.

"So the point is you agree that we're using a nanny after I give birth?" tanya Nila made sure.

"Yes maybe. Let's see the condition later. May we all be as healthy and content as we are now. No one knows the fate, my dear" replied Fatan wisely.

"Yes as the doctor explained yesterday, honey. Even if she says breastfeeding it can prevent pregnancy. Turns out there are also those who can concede pregnancy, one of which is you." Fatan turned his head while raising his two eyebrows.

"Yes it could also be because we are diligent in planting. Moreover, your bursts always make me shocked," replied Nila and clucked.

Fatan laughed at once. Indirectly, he was admitting it.

"Well, by the way, what was your job during Rusli's leave, Mas? Aman?" tanya Nila turned to a slightly serious topic.

"Yes, honey. Even though he's on leave, I still call him to make my daily schedule," Fatan replied casually.

"Good God, you haven't changed in the past. Lucky Rusli was patient with your face, Mas." Nila shook her head as she felt inexhaustible. "Don't tell me you like to disturb him fit again huh?"

"Aahaha." Fatan chuckled again with his laughter. "Yes almost," he said very carefully.

"Geez, pity to know. He is boiling, even you flush with ice water," said Nila.

"Yes, that's not it either. After that he was the same wife continued again," said Fatan did not want to lose.

"But you should know the time anyway, make contact with him. Really not dear to me, what he was upset like," continued Nila and laughed.

"What's even more unfortunate is that my work is more time Rusli does not enter." Fatan again.

"Yes yes, I know what your mummy looks like, Mas. It used to be so." Nila finally gave up.

"Oh yeah you used to be my secretary huh? How did I not remember? Ah maybe I love you so much that you were once a victim of my local wisdom. Aren't you?" fatan is very confident.

Instantly Nila rolled her lazy eyeballs, then asked. "How long, are you bragging or bragging?"

"Both" replied Fatan, who then laughed together.

"Mas, how come we're not up to it anyway? Still far away, huh?" ask Nila who thinks the trip is very long.

"No, we'll be here soon. Patience yes. I got information from the internet that the chicken soto seller there became the number one most delicious in Jakarta," replied Fatan.

"Oh so apparently. Okay ...." Nila was finally silent. He enjoys traveling in a comfortable sitting position.

The mood in the car was suddenly quiet. To break the silence itself, Fatan played music through a small screen on the dashboard of his car.