I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Thank You for Making Me a Dad.

Sorry yes I just updated again, I just want to tell you that every 1-3 days I will take a holiday guys, because it dapet ration 3 days off from NT. Well if the end of the month I usually up a lot. Yes that's how guys are. I want to up one chap first btw, I'll continue at noon. Happy reading~

Now in front of the room there is only Bagas and also Shella. They also did not dare to enter before Arkan entered first. So soon they approached Arkan who was approaching them.

"Tas Anjani." Bagas held out the bag to Arkan.

"Thank you" said Arkan, taking the bag from Bagas' hand.

"Anjani's sick, Bang?" Ask Bagas.

"Pregnant 9 Weeks."

Bagas was stunned, yes how not? Her ex is pregnant now. It's cool, isn't it? "It turns out your seeds are still quality, dikirain performance down inedible age, congratulations, Bang," said Bagas half-literate.

"No, he said the old man was experienced, Shella said.

Arkan sighed insolent indeed, he was this old but no doubt. Does he need to prove it by having 12 children? Justjust look. But Arkan is Arkan if in the eyes of others, he only returned the potluck. Although it felt like it wanted to stuff the mouth of that annoying Bagas.

After they talked for a long time, Bagas and Shella decided to go home. Meanwhile, Arkan informs his parents and immediately enters Anjani's room, which he has just moved to the ward

Slowly Arkan approached towards the gurney and sat down on a chair. The sight of Anjani's eyes are still closed indicating that he is indeed tired like it. His face looked calm even though it still looked a little pale.

Naturally indeed, since ospek, he did not get enough rest. Not to mention he was ambitious in anything. From now on it looks like Arkan has to organize Anjani's schedule to be more organized.

Anjani holds her hand gently, but it makes Anjani wake up from her sleep. "M-mass awww–"

Anjani clucked when she found out her hand had been infused. This why again? Making Arkan rise and then rub the top of Anjani's head. "What's sick? Why?"

Anjani. "Why am I being treated?"

"Fatigue, break. You have to rest a lot" Arkan said with understanding.

"I want to go home, I'm okay. I'm going home, okay?" Her request.

"No way, darling. The doctor said you'd still have to be here a few days to be monitored."

"I don't like hospitals, Mom." Anjani clasped Arkan's hand and put on her face.

He did not want to linger in the room with the smell of drugs like this. He never liked hospital food as well.

"Three days, huh?"

"Massc ... "

"Three days after that I promise you'll be allowed to go home, now here first" Arkan said. Actually Anjani could be treated at home, but it would be better here alone would be monitored pregnancy.

Anjani sighed and closed his eyes again, indeed his head is heavy at all, his body still feels warm. Arkan pulls Anjani's blanket but when he is about to remove it Anjani pulls Arkan's hand. "here."

"How about here?" Ask Arkan not understand.

Anjani shifted her body and looked at Arkan as if she did not want to be left behind. "Hug!"

"Kanjani you need a spacious and comfortable bed, if I lie down you can be tight," said Arkan.

"You don't want to get me, do you?" Ask Anjani.

"Not so, Anjani but–"

"Jude."

Let the pregnant woman begin to get upset. Now it was Arkan who sighed. Not wanting to make Anjani angry, Arkan took off his suit and rolled up his sleeves. After that he took off his shoes and socks and sat down on the edge of the gurney. "I'm here, sleep."

"It's not what he wants to be hugged. Want to sleep in your arms" Anjani explained.

Again Arkan sighed, should it? Because this is in the hospital, what if there are nurses or doctors who enter. But considering Anjani should not stress Arkan finally followed the whim of the pregnant woman.

Anjani returned Arkan's embrace and nodded her head slowly. "Here it is."

"Hm ... Now what do you feel?"

"Nausea, dizziness, I'm so nauseous, Mass. Even though it was getting nauseous. My stomach is so weird, so rich ... "

"How rich?" Ask Arkan.

Anjani held Arkan's hand, directed his Arkan palm to rub his stomach. For a moment Anjani closed her eyes, there was a warm feeling that she felt lately, let alone being rubbed this way by Arkan. There was a sense of comfort that he could not describe.

"Why, Honey? Pain hmm?" Ask Arkan who was a little worried as well since Anjani was just speechless like that.

"Without but rich flowers growing in my stomach, rich ones moving around it made me comfortable, it was dark but now it's not anymore."

Hearing that Arkan put his hand into the shirt Anjani was wearing and then rubbed it back. Not only Anjani, but she also felt her blood rustling, like she was clinging to the baby there.

"Is it better his stomach?"

"Heem. Gapapa asked for swab?" Ask Anjani.

"It's okay, honey. Ask for whatever you need, I'm here. Until you recover" Arkan said half in a whisper.

"I need you to."

Arkan nodded his head understandingly and again rubbed Anjani's back patiently. "Anger ... "

"Hmm? Why?" Anjani asked in a soft tone and looked at Arkan's face, which was staring at her.

Arkan seems to think, how to convey to Anjani without making him think that the content is weak? Because he does not want Anjani to be thought and will later worsen his condition. But if not told it will be more dangerous. The problem is that: Anjani likes freedom, he doesn't like being restrained but he's careless.

Arkan smiled, making Anjani scrunch his forehead. Why did her husband suddenly smile. "Mas why?"

"You want to know something?" Ask Arkan.

"About what?" Tanya Anjani did not understand.

Arkan smiled again as he tidied the strands of Anjani's hair. Why Arkan if you want to say something not directly to the point. For the size of a kepo man like Anjani is confusing anyway.

"Yes what?" Ask Anjani again.

Arkan's hand slowly rubbed back his wife's stomach while looking warmly at Anjani. "In this belly of yours, there is our son."

"You're pregnant" Arkan continued.

"Mas, you're not kidding me, are you?" Tanya Anjani could not believe it. How to believe, the article today she is still menstruating. But it seems that Arkan's face shows no signs that he is joking. "But, kan–"

"Serious mas?" This time Anjani's eyes started to glaze over.

"Seriously, Honey. Inside here is my son, he's so naughty, inside he's been playing hide and seek for 9 weeks. It must be the descendants of his mother," said Arkan seriously.

Anjani chuckles, but she cries, ah hard to describe how it feels. Happy, sad, happy everything's jumbled. "It's not a lie just for me, is it?" Tanya Anjani made sure.

"No, Honey. You're really pregnant." Arkan held Anjani back and kissed her cheeks, while his hands occasionally wiped Anjani's tears.

"Why can I not realize? Then when the ospek was I pregnant too? Sorry about me, Mom. I was rich yesterday even forsir myself."

"That's because you don't know, honey. Now you know. Because you are young and you are pregnant for the first time, so I hope you reduce your activity first huh? Do not be too stressed, learn enough, activity is also enough. I'm not going to ban you this and that."

"Do whatever you like but remember the limits, let's take care of our children since they are still in the womb like this, Anjani," said Arkan.

Anjani nodded in understanding, she will definitely listen to what Arkan said. He was so happy to hear this news. He thought this was how it felt to be a parent. Unable to describe.

Arkan kissed Anjani's lips gently, for a few seconds he kissed Anjani. "Thank you for making me a father, Anjani."