THE SECOND MARRIAGE
WEDDING NEWS

"Mas, take a shower first." Fadila nodded with her mouth still tightly locked.

Arnan let out a long sigh seeing his wife's response. Yes, wife. From now on Fadila is Arnan's wife. After returning home to their own country, Arnan will immediately register their wedding and hold a reception.

"You want the same bath, Daddy?" Arnan looked at the boy in Fadila's lap.

"You." Anan extended both his hands to Arnan. " Yey ... shower, Daddy." The boy cheered in excitement when he was in Arnan's arms.

"Open the shirt first" said Fadila Lirih.

Arnan drops Anan on the bed and starts to open the boy's shirt.

"Mommy, aren't you in Daddy's shower?" Fadila shook her head looking at her son with a faint smile.

"Mommy, why? Mami even cama me?" Anan pouted looking at the face of the spirit of his mama.

Fadila immediately gave her best smile to the child. Fadila realized that her attitude might have been too excessive. Until his son can feel his change.

"Mommy, just feel that the champion Mami is getting bigger. And it makes Mami feel unwilling to see you grow up fast. But Mami was happy, because you were the source of Mami's happiness all along."

Fadila clutched Anan's plump body and kissed the boy's face. Anan laughed as his mammoth kiss went down to the stomach.

"Ce top Mom, ce top! I want to pee," said Anan who can no longer bear the tingling feeling that resulted in himself wanting to urinate on him.

Fadila stopped her actions and helped her son stand up.

"Hurry to the bathroom, before you get out here" Fadila said.

Arnan lifts Anan's body and takes the naked boy into the bathroom.

Fadila stared at the closed bathroom door. The woman took a deep breath and laid her body on the spacious mattress.

Fadila's mind wandered everywhere. His short marriage was beyond expectations and expectations.

The shadow of the past married life comes back to haunt the mother of one child. The happiness in her marriage was only a moment until her mother-in-law entered and interfered in their household affairs.

If he could have been betrayed and abandoned, what about now? Fadila was only thinking about Anan. It is likely that the boy can experience mental disorders and trauma, if left behind by Arnan who he considers daddy.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Fadila gasped in shock at Arnan's voice.

Fadila quickly sat down as before. In view of the two men of different ages in front of him sudha finished bathing.

"Hurry up for the bath?" Ask Fadila astonished.

The woman felt that both of them had just entered the bathroom. But now both of them have come out with the condition of Arnan already wearing bath pajamas and Anan wrapped in a white towel.

"Quick? We've been inside for half an hour. How long do we need to shower? Anan, can catch a cold for a long time."

Fadila's forehead shriveled at her husband's words. It's been half an hour? Is that how he daydreams and thinks about his future life?

"Why? What are you thinking?" Arnan was curious when he found Fadila who was just silent and looked confused.

"There's nothing." Fadila held out both hands to Anan. "It's the same, Mommy."

Anan dropped his body in the arms of his mother. Fadila can smell the aroma of soap that is so fragrant and typical of adult men in her children.

They just came and got married. Fadila did not ask about what soap Arnan gave to his son.

"I'm out for a minute to see your suitcases have arrived yet." Fadila nodded in response.

Arnan who had finished changing clothes walked out of the room. And as he was about to close the door, the man was startled by Jack's presence.

"Sorry, Boss. It's the suitcase of the lady and the little boss" Jack said before Arnan scolded him for surprising the man.

"Where is mommy the same papa?" Ask Arnan.

"The big lady and the big master went shopping, Boss."

"Daddy, where are you going?" Anan asked when he saw his daddy carrying a suitcase.

To the knowledge of the boy, carrying a suitcase would have gone far. Because he used to see his grandparents and uncles and aunts do that every time he went back to Indo.

"Not anywhere, Boy. These are your clothes and mom's."

Arnan brought the suitcase to the bed.

"Go take a shower, let Mas wear clothes for this little boy." Arnan lifts Anan's body.

"But ..."

Realizing Fadila's doubts about him, Arnan just smiled sweetly to convince his wife.

Fadila sighed softly then opened the large suitcase under the mattress. "Close your eyes, Mom!" His orders were to close his suitcase.

"Why?" wonder Arnan.

"Ck, close your eyes!" Arnan relented and turned around.

Fadila again opened her suitcase whose top was her underwear. Whose job is this really? Inner Fadila.

The woman took one of her clothes and Anan's clothes. And some equipment for his son.

"This is Anan's clothes and powder. Baluri used to use baby oil, so as not to catch a cold. After it is new in the stomach and neck, do not forget the next part in the bed a little so as not to blister. Don't wear diapers 'cause she's not used to it."

Fadila told everyone how to dress a child up on Arnan. The one who spoke only responded with a smile.

It turns out his wife is quite chatty as well when it comes to the kindness of her son.

"Yes, Mommy. Go take a shower, we'll have dinner together. It's not good for a woman to take a shower too late" said Arnan.

Fadila immediately left the two men.

After Fadila entered the bathroom, then Arnan lowered Anan and began to do according to Fadila's instructions.

"Alright, unfortunately Daddy. Sit sweet, we use oil first." Arnan smeared Anan's stomach and back with baby-specific oil.

"This is also, Daddy." Anan pointed at his neck.

"okay." Arnan kept doing that simple but very fun job.

What else could Anan talk to and the boy quite according to him.

"Woe ... Daddy's son is so handsome, anyway? So it's getting cooler this way." Admired Arnan in the results of his efforts to wear clothes Anan.

"I'm a danteng." Anan placed both of his index fingers on both of his cheeks.

Arnan who was anxious to see it immediately grabbed Anan's plump body. Raising the child's height along his arms then lowering it to his face to kiss Anan's small stomach.

"Rem ... The money, hems the fragrance ..."

"Haha ... Cudah Daddy, cudah. I'm anti-pee again."

Anan and Arnan's laughter intertwined in the large room.

Fadila who took a quick shower for fear of her son being hurt could only be silent looking at the scene in front of her. Perhaps her thoughts were evil, already thinking ill of her husband.

The doubt in Fadila's heart slowly diminished at how gentle Arnan was to Anan. Fadila was only afraid that the kindness and tenderness that Arnan showed his son was just a set.

But it seems his judgment is wrong, which is seen in front of his eyes now even the happy laughter of the two men of different ages.

"All right, baby boy. Now we go out first so that mom can change clothes and get ready."

Arnan stepped out of the room carrying Anan after getting tired of playing. Anan placed one hand on Arnan's sturdy shoulder. The two continued to speak warmly.