I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Arkan's Role as Father

The task of being a mother is heavy, especially Anjani gave birth cesarean. His recovery was also quite long, he had to rest a lot and that limited his scope. Really, Anjani is bored this way..

But luckily, he has Arkan in his life. If you say Arkan is ready to be a father, he's very ready. She does her job well, like learning to change diapers, or paying attention to how to bathe a baby.

Anjani has come home today, but Arkan still forbids him from going anywhere for fear of Anjani fatigue. After Anjani finished breastfeeding her child Arkan as usual will hold her little daughter and put her on the chest to be belch. The doctor said after drinking the baby's milk it must be burped so Arkan did that.

"Our child's skin is very white, yes" Anjani said, glancing at Arsy who looked calm in his father's arms.

"The genetics are so."

Anjani chuckles, she thinks her son is going red. Since birth, his face has been red. Anjani saw that while in the operating room. But it turns out his son is as white as milk, very funny.

"Arsyla is with Dad? Da? Why are you so nervous? Want mama to eat," rich Anjani who is anxious himself to see his son who is now staring at him.

"Don't eat it, make it hard" Arkan replied.

Anjani just laughs, seeing Arkan carrying his daughter like this makes Anjani feel calm. After Arsy burps Arkan smiles and brings the little baby into their midst on the bed.

"It's very funny Arsy if full of gini directly anteng," said Anjani who noticed his son was looking at his parents after alternating.

"Anteng lah, his father also if given surely this kind of herd," said Arkan origin who again made Anjani snort annoyed.

Since Arsy was born, Arkan always wanted to be like his son who could breastfeed his mother. Who is not upset. Arkan is an adult. But Arkan just relax, indeed they often do it before.

"You will, not yet 40 days" Anjani replied.

"For a long time, dear. I can, usually we do it a week a few times" Arkan said as if feeling heavy.

Anjani chuckles to see her husband, maybe Arsy is also confused to see his father who looks careless. Still can not be understood by the baby behavior of his father.

"In the meantime, be patient, husband, sir" led by Anjani.

Arkan sighed, whereas before Anjani graduated he could hold it, but why now feels so heavy huh? She had been fasting for several months because of Anjani's pregnancy.

Finally Arkan chose to hug his little daughter and inhale the scent of the baby's very distinctive body. A little takes his mind off the dirty stuff.

But seeing Arkan who continues to hug his son makes Anjani advance his lips. "Arsy's a rich rival of mine huh, Mas."

"You jealous?" Ask Arkan.

"Little." Anjani instantly changed her tilted position and hugged Arsyla. But he also loved his son very much. He's like getting a new doll that can be invited to play and can be kissed.

"His mother was also his father's favorite." Arkan hugs Anjani again and kisses Arsyla and Anjani alternately.

"You're my world, my world that was just me is now growing with you and Arsy in my life, baby," Arkan continued, hugging them both.

The three of them were now complete, complete into a whole family.

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This afternoon Anjani saw how Arkan took care of their child, yes Arkan who bathed his daughter this afternoon and Anjani who could not just look while paying attention.

"Who were you taught, Mom?" Ask Anjani.

"Mama, Mama Hera and Mama Viona."

"No, Honey. We, for him together, take care of it must also be together," explained Arkan.

"But usually it's his wife who can all," rich Anjani who is still watching Arkan who is spraying perfume on his son's clothes.

"No, you're here with me to learn, right? I'm more mature than you, let's just say it's learning huh, honey?" Arkan smiled and kissed Anjani's lips briefly.

Lately Anjani has always been overthinking because he felt he could not be a mother who is really a mother. So Arkan is the one who has to be supportive here, giving an understanding that everything can be overcome both.

But still yes, as a woman Anjani wants to be the best for her husband and child. But because Arkan always assures that she is a great mother, a mother who can do everything even though she has to learn gradually and that makes her feel not alone, there is always Arkan, she said, her mother-in-law was always with her.

"Tomorrow to teach me to bathe baby?" Anjani Pinta.

Arkan nodded and grabbed Anjani's waist to his side, while still focusing on making his son beautiful by wearing powder and perfume.

"Ajarin is also carrying while standing, huh?" Petunya again.

Arkan glanced towards his wife who was staring at him with her puppy eyes. Anjani is very anxious. "Yes, Honey. I teach you, as long as you are healthy. Eat a lot, don't take medicine."

Anjani advances her lips slightly and makes Arkan come closer to kiss her lips. "Why is that, ask me to kiss or ask for a sister for Arsyla?"

Anjani further advances his lips, O God is very anxious this wife, like a baby but she already has a baby. "Why?"

"Don't like to take bad medicine, I don't want to, Mass. I'm okay, I don't want to?" Pinta Anjani with her potent tone.

"You want, honey?"

Anjani continues to shake her head, without them realizing that they are too cool together to ignore the little Arsyla.

Oeekk ... Oeekkkk

Anjani who heard that was equally panicked, just immediately Arkan carrying his little daughter who now looks forward to poking her lips sulking. Do you even know whose descendants are? Sure mother.

"Why is my son crying?"

Oeeekkk ...

"Jealous of his mother? It can't be that, it's just as beautiful as Dad, honey." Arkan smiles and kisses the little baby, making Anjani come closer to them and hug her husband.

"Udah understands her need, Mass. So angry, can not be alone with his father. Really want a rival with his mom, right?" Anjani is very worried about her son. Sometimes he pinches his nose until Arkan sighs.

It is this way if the baby is given a baby, it becomes even a hiccup. But yes how yes, Anjani did not have a sister, so she was anxious to her own child to want to rub the little baby.

"Not a rival, you're both daddy's darling." Arkan continued to kiss Arsyla and occasionally Anjani kissed Arkan's cheeks not to be outdone. Dizziness to be Arkan?

The baby appears to be pushing his lips forward, as does Anjani. Can he imagine how Anjani will be with his daughter. "You get along dong, I'm dizzy Anjani. You give up on her son."

Anjani tickles her son's stomach. "Basically baby, thankfully you're Mama's son. Yaudah Mama caved, you're Dad's favorite number 1, Mama number 0."

Arkan shook his head because it made Arsy like he understood that he did not want to be numbered two. "Anjani don't do that."

"Gemes, Mass is very nervous pingin I unyel-unyel his son is very nervous!! Can I bite you once? Or I just pijit idanya yes," said Anjani who did show his anxiety.

Arkan could only sigh and shake his head. Yasudah is indeed at risk of also marrying a toddler like this.

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