Love As Dosed?
The Nirmala Afsheen Gavaputri

Ayana smiled seeing Saga so painstakingly taking care of their daughter. She felt lucky because even though Saga was super busy, her husband was still willing to help without the hassle he told her to. Even if it can be honest for some things, Saga is more reliable than him. Maybe because the early days of Saga's birth took care of Mala more, because she was still in the process of recovery at that time. So Saga is more skilled than he is.

Their daughter Nirmala Afsheen Gavaputri was called Mala. She is now in her second month and Ayana is back to active work. They do not use the services of a baby sister, he more often entrust the princess to the mother. After all, the Mama is also unemployed and has fun just because it takes care of the baby.

"Why?"

Ayana's daydream instantly collapsed. "Huh? What's the reason, Mom?"

"You smile to yourself."

Ayana smiled back while shaking her head. "No papa, just a little wonder you're doing a good-looking addition anyway, Mas, if you're not Mala?"

"Usually? No?"

Ayana clucked in annoyance. "And I said go with the handsome, Mas. Iiiih, Papa you don't pay attention to Mama now, son. Now I have a new girl."

"You jealous?"

"I'm jealous? Same kid himself?"

Saga nodded to agree.

Ayana's expression that had looked like an unbeliever, now turned sour. "A little bit."

Saga chuckled faintly as she shook her head inexhaustibly. Why should the wife be jealous of her own child?

"There are you" Saga commented later.

"Ntar if our second child is a guy about you will be like this really isn't it, Mas? I'm kind of pampered."

"There is no second child, our son is quite Mala. We talked about this when you were pregnant?"

Ayana gawked with her incredulous expression. No second child? That is to say that the experience of conceiving and giving birth to Mala was her first and last experience? Wait a minute, this guy is joking, right?

"Mas, you're not serious, are you?"

Saga asked back. "Writtenly?"

"Huh? There's no sister for Mala?" ayana asked with her incredulous expression, "are you not kasian? Later he'll be lonely dong, Mas, if you don't have a sister."

"I can't, Yan, just once you've exhausted everything. I'm not sure I'm strong enough to have to see you lose everything again. So I want us to focus on getting Mala alone without having to share it with the others."

Ayana will not argue. She approached her husband and stroked the man's arm. "It's okay, no papa if for Mas Saga is still heavy. We can think of it again after Mala starts going into Playground."

"I won't change my mind, Yan. My decision is unanimous. Our child is quite mala aja, once you are ready, you can be immediately sterile."

Jesus, is her husband this serious?

He glanced at the princess who was now sleeping in the sling of the Papa. "Mas, we should think about this later, okay, if you want later we only have one child, I'm not papa. But later if Mala who wants to have a sister how? Don't be sterile, okay?" persuaded later.

Saga sighed while nodding in agreement in the end. Ayana could smile with relief afterwards.

Two years later

Malvin smiled brightly as he spread out his hands welcoming the warm embrace of his beloved nephew.

"Of Avin!" mala shouted as she ran over to Malvin.

Admonished, Mala immediately slowed down his run, Malvin who could not wait to immediately replace the running, once the nephew was in sight, he immediately lifted the body of the two-year-old boy up high. Ayana who saw him immediately shouted furiously. Mala herself laughed at the pleasure.

"Malvin! My son is not being killed!" annoyed screams.

Hearing Ayana's reprimand, Malvin immediately stopped and lowered Mala. This made the boy protest.

"Badarahin Mama, La, can't. Om will be hired with your Mama how? You want Om to be hired?"

Mala immediately shook her head quickly with a manyun's lips. Malvin who saw it was immediately anxious and could not bear to hold the little guy. "Who's son is really nervous? Oh, um kiss it?"

Mala immediately kissed both cheeks Malvin alternately on the forehead.

Malvin protested. "Kan Om did not ask to kiss, La, he wanted to smell your bakpao cheeks." with anxiety he then kissed the cheeks of the Mala kingpin so that the Mama protested irritatedly by tapping the man's ear.

"Don't get my son, let his cheeks be irritated, Vin."

"A really bad mute," snorted Malvin while lowering Mala from his sling, he then dyed looking for someone's whereabouts, "where are you men? Not back?"

Ayana nodded. "Udah, another bath in. uh, that's him." he then pointed towards the stairs.

"Why?"

"No papa, Bang. Nany doang, don't look like I don't think you're back yet."

"Well?"

"Main dong, Bang, miss me."

Saga snorted when she heard Malvin's reply. Because Malvin very often visited here, even two days ago the man stayed here.

"Lo didn't wait for my son, did he?"

Malvin who was not understanding decided to glance at Ayana, intended to ask for an explanation of the woman.

"If so, watch out!" now it was Ayana's turn to threaten the man, "my son can't get old bangka bangkotan like lo. Understood?"

"Buset dah, you cruel sentence very, Na, whatnot. I feel hurt."

"Move on that," said Saga, "it's been two years, right?"

"Asem, can you guys not scratch my old wounds? It really hurts me."

As far as Malvin was concerned, Mala was playing with her toys. He was a little surprised when the boy suddenly came and touched his face, as if he was checking the temperature of the man.

"Om Avin satit?"

Laughing Malvin instantly lifted Mala's body and hugged her. "Yes, Om Avin is sick again, Ala will not heal Om?"

With her innocent face Mala nodded. "Later Ala already besal, Ala want to heal Om."

"Seriously, yes, promise? Later if Ala already big means later Mala would marry the same Om?"

Still with her innocent face Mala nodded back. Malvin immediately laughed out of pleasure while the husband-wife couple in front of him was putting on his fierce face.

"Malvin Prawicaksana!!"