My Nanny, I Need U
Shame on khan

Since returning from the Mall, Jalwa was really nervous. Not because she felt guilty but the way she taught Sarah might make her husband disappointed.

Especially after returning from the office Arshaka was flat with him and it made Jalwa feel bad.

Jalwa brought drinks for her husband who was in his study.

"Mas, I brought drinks for you" Jalwa said as she walked into her husband's study .

Arshaka who was receiving a phone call from someone immediately turned off his phone.

Jalwa who felt strange asked, "why is the phone turned off Mas?"

"It doesn't matter." Answer Arshaka briefly.

Jalwa kept the drink at her husband's desk, "sorry, it's been annoying." He leaves Arshaka's office soon.

Jalwa sat on the balcony of her room while hugging her knees. He smiled wryly thinking about Arshaka's attitude since returning home from the office earlier. Two hours she sat there but there was no sign her husband would come in.

"All right, I'm fine." Jalwa got up and walked out of the room, so he decided to sleep in Arkana's room tonight.

Slowly Jalwa opened the door of Arkana's room, seen the son of the elder already asleep.he also lay beside Arkana, "maybe, Mother tonight sleep here?"

"Can." Arkana answered without opening her eyes.

Jalwa smiled, but Arkana woke up as she lay down. After staring at Arkana's adorable face, Jalwa falls asleep.

Arshaka who had just finished her work went straight up to the second floor towards her room, she had to explain her misunderstanding with Jalwa. His wife must have thought that was not - not when she instantly turned off someone's phone when Jalwa came in.

Arshaka is shocked when he does not find his wife in the room, he checks the bathroom and balcony but he does not find the whereabouts of Jalwa.

He came out of his room and walked towards Arkana's room. Arshaka breathed a sigh of relief to see his wife sleeping with their son.

He closed the door again and decided to explain it tomorrow.

In the morning as usual Jalwa prepared clothes for his three men after the dawn prayer. Arshaka who had just finished performing the morning prayers approached his wife who was about to leave the room.

"Honey, why did you sleep in Arkana's room last night?" ask Arshaka.

Jalwa turned to face her husband, "Can't she?"

"Not so dear,"

"Mas, I want to make breakfast first." Jalwa said he left Arshaka who felt stupid for not explaining his misunderstanding last night.

Jalwa was just grumbling towards the kitchen, her husband was insensitive. He should have apologized.

Bi Surti just watched Jalwa making breakfast while talking to himself.

Jalwa turned his head and looked at Bi Surti who was watching him, "what's wrong?"

Bi Surti shook his head, "What's wrong Bun, that's all the water is boiling."

Jalwa looked at the pot that was in front of him and directly put in the spaghetti noodles.

"Auntie dumped the Trash first yeah Bun."

Jalwa nodded, and continued cooking spaghetti for breakfast.

Arshaka approached Jalwa and hugged him from behind, "Are you fasting?"

Jalwa Beats Arshaka's soft hand coiled around his belly, "I'm cooking 'Mas."

"Sorry."

"You don't have any fault."

Arshaka put his forehead on Jalwa's shoulder, "why did you sleep last night in Arkana's room?"

Jalwa smiled wryly, "two hours I waited for you last night."

"I finished my job, baby."

"Trus phone?"

"That's Reyhan."

"Then when you came home from work yesterday, you slapped his face, Mas."

Arshaka let go of her embrace, "Later out between the kids we'll get everything done, okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Finished cooking Jalwa went up to the second floor to call her two children and it turned out that Arkana and Boni were ready with her uniform.

"Well, the children of the Mother are ready to turn out." said Jalwa.

"really?"

"Dad, not as gentle as Mother woke her up." Arkana said as she passed.

Jalwa just shook his head, Arkana is still the same.

Arshaka drives his own car to drive Arkana and Boni to school.

After the children entered the school, Arshaka drove back.

"Where are we going?" ask Jalwa.

"To Papah's house." Answer Arshaka.

"Oh." Jalwa did not ask back and looked towards the Road.

Arriving at Arshaka's parents' house, Jalwa was surprised to see many cars parked in the yard.

"Against the gathering, huh Mas?" ask Jalwa.

Arshaka grabbed Jalwa's hand and clasped ya tightly. " We're in."

Jalwa nodded and followed the steps of her husband.they also said their greetings together.

Inside the house there was already Ardian and also Tiara.

Not only their families, but there were three people who were staring intently at Jalwa.

Jalwa was just plain, because whatever happened yesterday he was not wrong.

Jalwa sat down next to Arshaka and glanced at Tiara who nodded as if understanding what was on his mind.

"Now Jalwa and Arshaka have arrived so we continue the conversation." Said Mr. Raka calmly.

" You." pointed Ms. Sari at Jalwa, "Must apologize to my son."

Jalwa pointed to himself, "I?"

"Yes, you've humiliated my son!"

"I'll apologize to your daughter if your daughter apologizes to me too." Jalwa said as calmly as possible.

"Heh, you watered Sarah first!" Sari Mom Jerking.

"Your daughter insulted me first" replied Jalwa.

"Well, I've." Arfan said trying to calm the Mother.

"Where do you want to calm down, your sister is humiliated in public."

"Aunty, was aunty there yesterday?" ask Arshaka.

"I'm home, but Sarah's coming home crying with a wet body with juice." Answer Mother Sari.

Arshaka turned to Jalwa, "Bun?"

"Mas, I couldn't have done something if no one had started first." Jalwa.

"Yes Sha, even if Jalwa does not flush it maybe I will do it" said Tiara who since Tadi lips Already itching to hear Bu Sari who spoke continuously.

"Dee!" Tegur Ardian's.

"Oh." Tiara immediately threw her face at the reprimand of her husband.

"I'm just talking about reality" said Sarah, "it's only been a few days as his wife Mas

Arsha, it's foya - poya."

Arshaka laughed at Sarah's words, "Then?"

"Mas, he married you just because he wanted your money." Sarah's heating up the atmosphere.

"It's just stupid people who don't like money." Said Annisa's mother who had only listened since.

"But aunt_."

Annisa's mother smiled, "Sarah, aunt thanks you for taking care of your aunt."

Hearing Annisa's Mother's words, Sarah glanced at Jalwa with a triumphant smile.

"But whatever Jalwa does is none of your business, so Auntie please don't interfere in Arshaka's domestic affairs."