I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
First Immunization of Baby Arsy

"Mba Hana, is Arsy's kit in all the bags?" Anjani asked one of the mba who helped her to pack up today.

"Already, Non," answered Hana while carrying a navy bag with a moon and star motif. "Diapers, wet tissue, dry tissue, change of clothes, bottle, ASIP, all ready."

Anjani gave two thumbs up, then put a sling on his left and right shoulders. After that, he held Arsy with the M-shape method and the baby immediately felt comfortable in the arms of the mother.

"Yes, already. Mba Hana please bring her bag forward, yes," Anjani asked because she wants to touch up a bit.

The plan, this morning they will go to the hospital to do Immunization on Arsy. He said it was very important, so Anjani had already scheduled it. Anjani was really painstaking in taking care of her daughter until her mother-in-law praised Anjani for being that latent. Yes, Anjani is easy to learn and Anjani wants to be the best mother for her child, so she fights hard for it.

Arkan smiled as his wife and son went outside, the beautiful Anjani dressed in pink, making her even more beautiful. After that, Arkan opened the car door.

"Thank you, yes, Mas" said Anjani, then Arkan sat down next to his wife and drove out his car.

Arkan occasionally glances at Anjani and his daughter. Arsy is sound asleep in Anjani's arms, while Anjani throws a glance at the right side. Every now and then, he let out a long sigh when he found the queue at the snaking crossroads. The simple sound of horn, plus the buskers and beggars who roamed, made Anjani wipe the rough face.

"Why the hell, honey? I notice you pouting constantly?" Ask the astonished Arkan.

Anjani. "Not frowning, really, Mom," he told a lie.

"Don't lie to me. What was? I know when my wife is honest and not" Arkan said.

Anjani just kept quiet because honestly he didn't know how to explain it. There was a lot of anxiety about the immunization, her name was also a mother, she must have thought about many things, afraid her child was sick, afraid of what was. His name was also first. So Anjani just diverted to something else, like talking to Arkan.

An hour trip does not feel long because Anjani is busy chatting with Arkan. It is only fitting that the man until the holidays just to accompany Anjani, it turns out he just wants to keep the mood of the wife. Arkan knows, Anjani is most annoyed by the name stuck.

The car stopped in front of the lobby. Anjani and Arkan rushed down. Previously, Arkan had signed up so there was no need to wait long in line. This is the first time Anjani delivered Arsy immunization because it used to be when the baby

"I deg-degan, Mas. How will Arsy cry?" Ask Anjani.

"Nangis is okay, Anjani. His name was also injected," Arkan replied as he shook his head.

"Yes funny, Arsy. You can't cry?" Arkan said as he played his little girl's cheek. Very anxious Arsy who looks like this henchman. If it wasn't home, Arkan would have kissed her.

Anjani. "This is the first time, Father," said Anjani.

"Everything's gonna be okay, honey. Our children are immunized to be healthy, so you should not have to worry about this. Trust the doctor that everything will be fine." Arkan is an adult, so he has to be smart to make the situation comfortable. Naturally, if Anjani many fear him, his name is a mother would not want her child why-why.

Moreover, Anjani young mother, still lay if this matter. So yes Arkan should be able to explain this one thing to Anjani so that he does not worry much.

Anjani normalizes the pounding on her chest when Arsy's name is called. He entered with Arkan and was greeted by the black veiled pashmina. After checking Arsy's weight and temperature, the doctor rushed to prepare a syringe along with medicinal fluids.

"This immunization will not cause fever. Later I inject in the right arm yes," explained the doctor with the name tag Jiara. Anjani just nodded, while Arkan's hand on Anjani's waist seemed to tighten and reassured that everything would be fine.

After the syringe was ready, Dr. Jiara approached the bed where Arsy was lying comfortably. I'm injecting now, yeah."

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Anjani seems hilarious, hilarious actually in Arkan's eyes. But the doctor said things like this are natural and do not happen to Anjani alone. So the doctor cursed him.

"Have not cried again, his son was also a sleeping lackey, not why," said Arkan.

"But he was rich in pain, Mas. Kasian Arsy was injected, I'm afraid if injected, let alone he was a child. She must have–"

Arkan turned Anjani towards her and wiped Anjani's tears with both palms. "Look, nothing's gonna happen to him, honey. She was great, crying not long. She had just had her first immunization injected so it was only natural that she was shocked."

"But, Mas–"

"Not to think about it, that's just his son sleeping. No wonder, no fever either. Yes already? Now what do you want? What do you want to eat?" Ask Arkan who tried to calm Anjani down.

Anjani shook her head. "Well, I want to go home. Eat at home."

"Then let's go home." Take Arkan and Anjani nodded while holding on to Arkan's arm, making Arkan smile at his wife's behavior today.

Every now and then Arkan glanced at his sleeping son, and he also covered his open lips. Just like Anjani when she fell asleep. So love Arkan with Anjani so that the behavior of his son and Anjani is almost the same.

"Persis is like his mother, a one-time hobby of sleep, dear. Though in the middle of the crowd like this, but he was not disturbed," muttered Arkan as he looked at the princess who was comfortable in Anjani's arms.

"Yes, my son, Mas," Anjani replied as he turned his eyes. Anjani further tightened his grip on Arkan's arm.

But suddenly ...

"Gio?" Ask a woman who is with them.

Feeling the call of Arkan stopping his steps and staring at the woman. "Hindu?"

"Well, where have you been, Gio. Long time ago we didn't see." The woman approached and shook hands without feeling embarrassed, but Arkan actually did not reply. In fact, he stared at Anjani who looked at him as if asking for an explanation.

The woman hugged him, but Arkan spontaneously let go with a sigh. Why is it like this too?

"Sorry, I miss you."

"If you miss also do not hug the husband of people carelessly," said Anjani cynical. Don't forget the fact, although Anjani is tame with Arkan, but if this is the case he will not hesitate to reprimand or crash even once.

The woman looked towards Anjani. "A-ahh, are you married, Gio?"

Arkan clasped Anjani's hand and pulled him closer. "He's my wife and this is our first child."

"Anjani, Clarissa Princess Anjani. Mas Arkan's wife Giovano Altair and this is our son, Arsyla Mutiara Altair," Anjani said as if stretching and extending his hand to the woman in front of him.

"R–Rindu." Miss returned Anjani's hand but still with a look of surprise.

"Mama Mama let's go home, Jihan wants to go home, Ma," said a toddler who is now tugging at the end of a Missing shirt.

Seeing that Arkan did not want to take a headache and was interested to ask. "I go first."

Hearing that Miss just nodded and looked at the back of Arkan who was already away from her sight. Seriously, Arkan married? Though he used to look like an anti-commitment, that's why he didn't hesitate to approach Arkan while he was in college.