I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Shampooed

For what's why the author rarely updates, the author wants to say that the author is busy in real life yes dear-my darling for this month. Thanks for reading this story, I love you Soo much guys. So of the many stories want to focus on this story first. But yes, the update if you spare. But as much as possible the author updates every day. Doain's job is done soon. Happy reading~

Today Arkan and Anjani both comfort themselves, they deliberately because of the plan today will decorate their child's room. They are now dividing the task. Arkan who put on a baby box and Anjani who arrange clothes with the dominant blue pink color.

"You rest, honey. Let me clean this up" Arkan said. Not to spoil Anjani, but the doctor said that Anjani will give birth in a few days. So Arkan does not want if until Anjani is too tired because of this.

Anjani. "I don't why know. I can do all this. You don't have to doubt that."

"Not doubting, but I'm afraid you're exhausted. Let me just, will you?" Pinta Arkan very.

Anjani remained adamant, because as a mother also she wanted to give the best for her son. He also wants to take part in the journey of the child, including before he was born into the world.

Seeing that Arkan just sighed, it was hard that Anjani was stubborn. The mood will be uncontrolled and changeable. Better just let him do what he wants. "Well, but if you're tired just take a break, okay?"

"Yes, Mas. The baby's papa is so cute!" Anjani.

"Not a puff, but care."

"His baby is married to his father in my stomach, ih my father is very possessive with his mother, you paternity bucin!" Anjani LEDek.

Hearing that Arkan just chuckles, there-there is indeed. Not bucin but Arkan really loves Anjani. Anjani smiled to herself. It's funny that he's bought so many pink-white-blue clothes.

Her son would definitely be very pretty and cute while wearing it. She imagined how her routine would be to become a mother. He has watched a lot of good parenting education since childhood, plus on campus he also learned about child development. Not in vain indeed Anjani entered the department.

Because it is good to enter the department of psychology, if not a career, he can apply it in everyday life, for example, taking care of children.

"If I give birth to you next to me, right?" Ask Anjani random.

"certain."

"If I claw you, Pip you, or hit you when I get angry?" Ask Anjani.

Very anxious, why should I be asked such a question. What he looks less patient is facing Anjani since she became a labile and emotional teenager.

Arkan heard it directly approaching Anjani from behind while half crouching. "Why ask?"

"Well, can't it? I know his wife likes validation. That insensitive human being is called Giovano!" Anjani Cibir.

"Yesterday you said I'm the most sensitive human being to your wishes, hm?" Ask Arkan while putting Anjani's face on him. Makes Anjani advance her lips sulking. "Yes in some ways insensitive!"

Arkan couldn't bear to not kiss Anjani. He gently kissed his wife's lips. "Without you asking me to be next to you, you gave birth to my child it took a struggle, why am I angry just because of a little jubilant or a little blow?"

Anjani nibbled on her deep lips and gave a smile. "Udah ah, you're making me diabetic!"

Even if he himself wants validation, but he himself is pretentious. Indeed the risk of marrying a teenager like Anjani takes a lot of patience. "You're my wife? I want to eat!"

Arkan laughed and then slowly bit Anjani cheek. His cheeks are now more chubby, it feels Arkan prefers to see his wife is more contained. So it looks more beautiful.

"Mas ... "

"What, baby, what do you want?" Ask Arkan.

"I want to shower, but I don't want to take a shower."

Arkan frowned, seriously Anjani so lazy to shower lately, although he does not smell body but still it makes Arkan bobbing head.

"Mandi, Honey. It's been 3 days you haven't had a bath, no hives?" Ask Arkan.

Anjani shakes her head again. "Look Mass, I want shampooing but I don't want to take a shower, but I want to get a shower on you."

"Darling how to wash but not shower?"

"Yoklahh, Mass Thought."

Inevitably the next day Arkan must apologize to his father for taking one of his fish for Anjani. Not to mention there were some who died from being trampled down by Arkan.

But Abdi does not matter anyway, after all his daughter-in-law was cravings, must be strange of his will. Not to mention Anjani asked her father-in-law to climb up the guava tree behind, she was also not angry and instead eagerly followed her daughter-in-law's will. No wonder he is a darling here.

"Corn, honey," ask Arkan.

Anjani smiles at Arkan's helping hand and follows Arkan into their room. When he got there Arkan took a chair and put it in front of the sink and also took a towel, not to forget also with his shampoo.

"Sit down."

Anjani complies and believes in what Arkan is doing. In fact, he looks very happy when Arkan put a towel on his front neck so as not to get wet.

"Mas ... "

"What hm?" Ask Arkan who is now breaking Anjani's hair with focus.

"I love you!"

"I love you too" Arkan replied as he kissed Anjani's lips.

After that Arkan put a hose and began to wet Anjani's hair, as a professional salon employee Arkan did very well.

"Close his eyes so as not to hurt "Anjani according, then after he let Arkan do his job well.

Arkan smiled when his wife seemed so happy at this time, he also seemed to be bathing a small child, because it was so funny to see Anjani did not want to bathe until so much.

"You're happy?" Ask Arkan.

"Heem, I'm so happy. Is Arkan really patient with me?" Tanya Anjani who now opens her eyes, even Arkan to clean the fringe of Anjani's hair so that Anjani does not hurt her eyes.

"Because you're my wife." Arkan chuckles and kisses Anjani's lips, making Anjani also chuckle.

"Seriously, Arkan!"

"I'm serious, because you're my wife. Don't get angry, I hurt you just don't want to, Anjani."

"You like big balls, who the hell are you teaching?!"

"Autodidact." Arkan rinsed Anjani's hair carefully, occasionally he kissed his wife's lips not infrequently also Anjani put his hands on Arkan's neck and asked for more kisses.

Arkan took a towel and dried Anjani's hair and wrapped it. "I like it."

"Like what?" Anjani asked as she straightened her body.

"Like you who are spoiled mode like this, look more docile," replied Arkan.

"Lohhh??!! What do I usually do?!" Ask Anjani sewot.

"It's like this. It's not like that, our child should know that his mother has two modes. The one fashions the fat cat the other the bobcat."

Anjani pinches Arkan's stomach. "I don't know!"

"Akhhh awww Anjani is sick, so know!" Arkan said while taunting Anjani.

"I'm not, I'm calm!" Reply Anjani.

"Kalem if you are relaxed, or at the time of mende–" said Arkan origin.

"Mass!!!" Anjani again pinched Arkan's stomach.

Wonder why Arkan if this perverted mode is very annoying. Her cheeks were already flushed once now. She was ashamed, but not wrong. Because at such a time Anjani can only resignedly accept whatever her husband did. Ahhhh Anjani is so ashamed!!