
Today Indira went home to the main house, although there had to be a lot of drama that made her upset with her husband not to stop her winning from her husband and Allan allowed her to go home.
Because it had felt his circumstances better Indira asked Allan to take him home.
"Darling, don't sit around." Said Aan when he saw the original Indira sitting down.
Indira just rolled her eyes lazily, but she just sat down, and she was the most comfortable, but her husband was too exaggerated.
"Why your rich face doesn't like that." Allan asked who was approaching his wife.
"Don't overdo it, sometimes overdoing it isn't good." Indira.
Allan knitted his brows. "Excessive how?"
"Yes, you were too worried about me."
"That's a sign dear brother and care about you dear." Allan pulls Indira's nose.
"But sometimes it makes me uncomfortable, worried about my brother overdoing it." Said Indira who often gets excessive treatment from her husband.
Notya do not like, but Indira felt his movement was too restricted, even though he was okay, but Allan still treated himself as when he was pregnant.
"You don't like to worry or concern yourself with you?" allan looked at the wife's face.
"Don't dislike it, but don't overdo it I know the limits I can or can't do." Indira stroked her husband's face. "I'm sure you understand what I mean." Indira kissed Allan's lips at a glance.
Allan exhaled deeply, staring at his wife's face which always made him feel protected and comfortable, but it turned out that his treatment did not make the wife comfortable. "Well you'll reduce your worries." Allan smiled and kissed Indira's forehead. "Don't do it because you love you and Beby Al." He said by looking at the baby box in the corner of the room.
Indira smiles. "We love papa too." She hugged her husband sitting in front of her.
Allan returned his wife's embrace with affection.
"You are papa's precious treasure."
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"Hey..Beby you'll fall." Indira raised her son's body as it rolled to the edge of the bed.
"Why baby?" Tanya Allan who just entered saw Indira who was holding Beby Al.
Now the age of Beby Al has entered the fourth month does not feel the time is so fast, the tiny baby is now transformed into an adorable Baby.
"He was not silent, he wanted to roll around, afraid of falling out of bed." Indira.
"This is the same dear papa." Allan grabbed his son from Indira's arms.
"Out..Uluns..Papa's son is getting smart huh.iya." Allan took his son to talk.
"The gate doesn't work." Indira asked who saw her husband still dressed casually, but it was almost eight o'clock.
"Abang leaves later in the afternoon baby, there's a meeting." He said as he kissed his son's stomach which he put on the bed, making the little baby laugh with pleasure.
"Ohh.." Indira just rounded her lips.
"Where are you going." Allan asked who saw his wife come out of the room.
"You go down for a minute look at the stock." His words came out straight away.
Indira does often stoke asi in a special refrigerator, because sometimes Beby Al, sleep with Beby siter his.
"Darling, big chepet yaa, let Mama want to make a sister for you." Said Allan to the cool little baby sucking his finger.
"Iss why you adorable the baby." Allan kissed his son's cheek.