Love Lola and Arvi
michelle's arrival makes sprain

They look enthusiastic when playing with Gembul. Making Lola who saw him chuckle, he gasped when suddenly Arvi began to hand over the plastic containing the various Snacks to him.

"It's eating it together. Don't scramble." Sweat Lola then gave the plastic to Zia as the oldest.

"Ready Aunt!"

"You guys play here first. Later if you're getting bored with the cat says Aunt, Okay?"

"okay!"

Letting the children play on the terrace with Gembul, Lola and Arvi decide to go inside. The boys were very obedient, so Lola did not have to worry about letting go of the three playing outside. Moreover, the gate has also been closely guarded by security guards who are in charge of overseeing the house.

The sight that Lola saw when she got home was Michelle sitting on the sofa with Oma. It looks like the woman's stomach is bloated because it is now the age of her womb stepped on 6 months. Michelle married an Australian man last year. She had just returned to Indonesia after living there long enough to follow her husband. Lola spoke to Michelle a few days ago on the phone and she thought she wanted to have her baby in Indonesia. At once gave up longing with other family members because in the last few months he did choose to settle in Australia instead of in Indonesia.

"Mas Arvi!"

At the end of the room, Michelle waved her hand. His face looked enthusiastic as he looked towards the two of them. Oh errat is not the two of them, but only her husband.

"Don't Michelle run!" Oma's sweat on Michelle who had already splashed into Arvi's embrace.

"Michelle is very much the same!" His words that Arvi replied with a soft elusan on his head.

"Mas also misses you," the man replied and looked at Michelle's already enlarged stomach. "How many months?"

"Six months," without a cue Michelle immediately grabbed Arvi's hand and placed the man's hand on her stomach. "Elus, Mommy. Let my son look just like you."

Lola couldn't help but show her smiling face. How is it similar? People make it different people? After all why she also wants her son to be similar to someone else's husband. Pity her husband if he finds out Michelle wants their child to look like her brother rather than her husband.

"Uhm... I mean the handsome is just as smart as the similar. Why not Lola?" Michelle began to turn her eyes towards Lola for permission. Yes, assholes! Elus. Why should I ask for permission? Unless after elus Michelle's stomach so take out the genie like a magic lamp.

"Udah no papa elus aja, who knows Michelle's son really looks like Arvi." Sahur Oma makes Lola's lips instantly conical with a flat nose.

Actually he was a bit in disbelief with that sentence, the only person who could look like Arvi was only his children. It's strange, make it the same who, want to look the same as who. Lola took pity on Michelle's husband who had put in a huge effort to make her baby.

Although it looks doubtful finally Arvi began to stroke Michelle's stomach slowly, "healthy ya there." Wow very sweet. That man is perfect for being a father.

"Please papa."

Whats? Lola who had been smiling like a sane person glared at the words of Michelle just now. Didn't he hear wrong? Papa's? If Arvi is called Papa, who is his mother? Lola's head is really dizzy now.

"I'll go back first. What do you want to see when Mom is busy?" Pamphitt.

"Ah yes Ma'am, sorry Michelle can not help," he said with a guilty face.

"Father, you're pregnant, you can't work hard. Let's sit down." Take Oma and hold Michelle's arm to sit back on the sofa. Coinciding with Arvi who said goodbye because he wanted to join Papa and his two brothers on the side terrace.

Lola was already about to leave from there when Oma's voice interrupted suddenly. "Oh yes Lola."

"Please make Michelle a warm tea huh,"

Lola nodded, "is there again?"

"Would you like to eat something?" Ask Michelle about Oma.

"For the kepengen eat the fruit of Oma, which immediately."

Oma nodded in understanding, "there is fruit in the refrigerator, please peel it off, La. Put it on a plate and bring it here." The woman's orders were directly influenced by Lola.

"Udah? That's it, right?" Lola confirmed.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Less sugar tea. I don't like tea that's too sweet."

Lola nodded her head in understanding before finally commenting on the smile, "okay wait a minute ya bumil, I make it first."

"Thank you, aunty." Michelle's voice made to resemble a child made Lola then smile clumsy.

Uhm, briefly means who's Mama not her huh?

***

Being the youngest daughter-in-law in this family makes Lola must always be alert in doing anything.

Lola, please do this..

Lola, please get me that..

Lola do this, do that..

Why is it as if everything in this house has to be done? Lola did not want to complain. It's just that he feels tired if he was always told to do this without being given a break. And you know who did it? Yeah, true! He is Oma.

The woman is so protective of Michelle's pregnancy, but strangely the target is Lola. Oma asked him to do some things for Michelle. Starting from making her pregnancy milk, peeling the fruit as a snack, massaging her shoulders and finally taking the woman to the bathroom.

At first, Lola was happy to do it. But when she realized that Michelle was starting to take advantage of the situation by telling her to do this all the time. He no longer sympathizes.

"You don't pout. Michelle was pregnant again so it was natural that she wanted to make this. His name is also craving, especially if he is far from the husband. Later if you are pregnant, you will know for yourself how it feels to be her," said Oma when asked Lola to make avocado juice for Michelle. Five minutes ago, Lola came to the woman's room with the tomato juice she had asked for.

Putting back her fake mask, Lola smiled broadly as she entered Michelle's room. "This is the juice please drink, or do I need to help hold the glass?" Said Lola made Michelle who was busy playing mobile phone then looked up.

"It was there first, Ma'am." The reply then pointed to a small table by the window. Next to the tomato juice that is still full.

"That can't have to drink now. You know, Oma asked me to make sure you're the juice." Not wanting to lose, Lola held out the glass to Michelle. It's delicious he's been hard-earned to make juice but not drink.