My Nanny, I Need U
Arshaka is attentive

Jalwa pregnancy is now four months old and the event for thanksgiving was held at their home because according to parents both of them rather than having to go back and forth, considering Jalwa who must be back in care when the womb is only three months old.

Jalwa's parents and her uncles and aunts are staying over to prepare for tomorrow's event while her sister and cousins will arrive tomorrow morning due to their work which cannot be delayed.

That afternoon Ms. Zalima and Ms. Annisa went shopping for tomorrow's needs, Actually Jalwa had whined at her mother wanted to come but both forbid for fear that Bumil one was exhausted and affect the womb.

"Is there anything less, ma'am?" jalwa asked her mother who was checking her groceries.

"It's Mom check the groceries." replied Ms. Zalima.

"Bu besan, for the snack I have ordered but fear less let alone our brothers who come mending a message cake or cake market aja." Miss Annisa said to the iron.

"Mending for yourself, ma'am, we already bought the material." Ms. Zalima replied while pointing to a plastic bag containing cake ingredients.

"Yes yeah, I forgot" Annisa's mother said with a laugh.

"What do you want to do, Mah?" ask Jalwa.

"As much as your mother, you just follow." Mother Annisa said.

"Ask your aunt, who knows if you're doing a gini study." Said Zalima's mother.

Jalwapun met his aunt who had brought drinks for his father and uncle, he saw them sitting in the gazebo.

"Auntie, called mom." Jalwa said while sitting near his father.

"Auntie forgot to talk." Said his Aunt Jalwa while chuckling.

Jalwa and her aunt returned to the kitchen and began to tidy up their groceries.

"My mom wants to go home for a minute." Annisa's mother said.

"Yes, Mom." Said Zalima's mother who was still reluctant to her former employer.

"Don't be awkward about it with me." Mother Annisa said.

After Ms. Annisa went, Ms. Zalima and her sister immediately prepared ingredients to make spices so that tomorrow morning they would cook the side dishes.

Jalwa and Bi Surti also make a sponge to serve tomorrow.

Magrib Arshaka came home from the office. "Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Answer everyone who happens to be sitting together in the living room.

Jalwa approached her husband and kissed Arshaka's hand.

"I went upstairs Daddy, mom, uncle and aunt excuse me." Arshaka said to Jalwa's parents.

Jalwa went upstairs to follow her husband.

"Bun, what was that?" arshaka asked as she opened her shoes.

"Help Mom with Auntie Mas." Answer Jalwa.

"So come to the market?"

"Mom and Mama." Reply Jalwa again a little pouty.

"Good then."

"I'm not really Mas." Jalwa said annoyedly.

Arshaka pulled Jalwa into her arms, "That's because Mama and Mommy have the same thoughts as I love."

"Yes, my husband is the most - the best." Jalwa praised her husband.

"There's got to be a want for it."

Jalwa laughed, "You'll."

"Yes, because you rarely do that unless you want to." Arshaka.

"My husband." Jalwa looked at Arshaka, "The stinky bath snap." Say it while closing your nose.

Arshaka immediately let go of her embrace, "Even though I haven't had a bath, I still smell good on Bun." Her speech.

Jalwa just laughed and walked into the closet to pick up clothes for her husband.

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After dinner everyone sat together in the living room while filling paper bags for the study mothers.

"Tomorrow food for yourself?" ask Arshaka.

"Yes, after all, the vegetables are ready to stay in the chicken and the meat is already on the stew." Jalwa Timpal.

"Everything to the handle?" Ask Arshaka again.

"Maybe, soon aunt's children will come so someone helps." Reply to Aunt Jalwa again.

"Father from earlier nanya continues." Arkana said grumbling.

"What can't be?" arshaka asked her son.

Arkana sneered at her father, "Come by."

Arshaka looked at Jalwa, in his mind now on the edge of worry. If Jalwa's cousin comes, it must be the husband of Jalwa's cousin, who is also the ex-wife, came too.

Jalwa who felt noticed immediately turned to her husband, "What's wrong?"

Arshaka shook his head, "You don't get too tired."

"Yes,"

Soon, Ragil and his cousins arrive at Arshaka's house.

"Assynjetoy!" Ragil said Salam following his cousins who were walking behind him.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Everyone answered, Zalima's mother and Jalwa's aunt welcomed her son and daughter.

They went in to greet the parents and Arshaka and the children who were tidying up the paperbags.

Jalwa heads to the dining room to help his aunt prepare dinner for Ragil and his cousin.

"Well, it just so happens to be hungry!" Ragil who entered the dining room with his mother.

"Yes, eat first." His aunt Jalwa said.

Ragil, Zahra and Jihan as well as her husband Randi sit down to enjoy dinner, while Jalwa and her mother return to the living room.

Arshaka said goodbye and invited Jalwa to the workspace.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Jalwa.

Arshaka walked towards his desk and picked up a box in the drawer, he approached Jalwa who was still standing by the door.

"That's what Mas?" jalwa asked Arshaka.

Arshaka smiled and opened the box in her hand.

Jalwa was surprised to see the contents in the box until he closed his mouth, inside the box was a set of jewelry bearing diamonds.

"Gift to my wife." Arshaka said, "Thank you for the happiness you have given me and thank you for the affection you have given Arkana and Boni."

Jalwa's eyes were glazed, he immediately embraced Arshaka and shed happy tears, "I should thank you Mas, Mas, who have been patient in the face of my still childish nature."

"But I like you like this."

"I'm a crybaby, Mas." Jalwa said while wiping away her tears.

Arshaka shook her head, "You're just sensitive, baby."

"Just like that."

Arshaka handed the jewelry to Jalwa, "Wear it at tomorrow's event."

"I'm ashamed of you."

"Then why?" ask Arshaka wonder.

"Tomorrow the hijab study event, the time must be in the temple in the hijab." Jalwa.

Arshaka immediately laughed, "Yes too yeah, it will be funny you."

"Ih, Mas ledekin me yes." Jalwa said offended.

"I'm not your ledekin baby."

"But laughs." Mumbled Jalwa who now put on a sour face.

"I'm just doing it."

"Just like me!" Jalwa.

"Oh my God." Said Arshaka who did not know what else to say to face the pregnant woman in front of him.