My Nanny, I Need U
Ashalina Darmendra's

Everyone was gathering and welcoming the presence of a tiny baby in the Arshaka Residence, after two days of recovering after giving birth, Jalwa and her baby were finally allowed to go home.

"Bun, dede the baby is beautiful" said Boni who was at home continued to pay attention to her sister.

"Bon, you have no pity on the baby you keep staring at." Arkana.

Boni turned to Arkana with a confused face, "meaning?"

"Look." point Arkana at the tiny baby who is fast asleep.

Boni complied with Arkana.

"Our sister covered her face with her hands in shame and continued to be shrieked." Arkana said with a laugh.

Boni, who had just regained consciousness in her sister's sleeping position, laughed, "Basar Arka."

Arshaka and Jalwa are delighted to see their two sons so delighted by their younger sister's presence.

"I hope the three of them always love each other until adulthood" said Jalwa.

"Amin." answered Arshaka, "What about our son Bun's name?"

Jalwa turned to her husband, "Has Mas prepared ya?"

"What about Princess Darmendra?" ask Arshaka.

"Ashalina Darmendra's daughter." Jalwa.

Not only did Arshaka hear Jalwa pronounce the name but his two sons immediately approached them.

"then we call Asha." Boni.

Arkana laughed to herself, "If again in Bandung later funny 'Asa kumaha that'."

"What is it, brother." replied Jalwa.

"Yes, Arka, right if we in Bandung also speak in Indonesian." Boni said.

"Yes, it's Boni's brother." Arkana again approached her little sister who was playing alone.

"Wa, time to drink herbal medicine" said Bu Zalima reminded Jalwa while carrying a glass containing traditional medicine.

"Bu bitters." whine Jalwa.

"Ck, no shame what the children are." exclaimed Ms. Zalima.

Arshaka just laughed, "But I like that spoiled Jalwa ma'am."

"Mom, my husband likes me to be spoiled." Jalwa was pleased her husband was supportive.

"Mom, Ragil was with you when you were here again?" ask Jalwa to his mother after finishing his mother's herbal medicine.

"Maybe all your children's marriages, because the same father Ragil again a lot of work" explained Bu Zalima.

"Oh." Jalwa glanced at her husband who was sitting next to her while watching her three children, "When did she start entering the office, Mas?"

Arshaka immediately turned to Jalwa, "You don't like me at home?" ask her with a face made sad.

Jalwa Hit Arshaka's arm slowly, "If you're home, how will you meet our needs."

"I'm the boss, so I can bring work home." Said Arshaka lightly.

"But if the boss is like that, later your employees come - follow the discipline of Mas."

Ms. Zalima left those who were arguing with the granddaughter and took the two grandchildren out of the room.

"But Mother, I just want to spend a lot of time with you." Arshaka.

"Yes, but you can't be negligent either."

"Yes, yes, Mother."

Jalwa scrunched his forehead because he did not find his three children and also his mother, "I think I brought the children out."

Arshaka embraced Jalwa, "Mother is very understanding to us."

"Understanding how?" jalwa asked not understanding.

"The mother gave us space to be alone" replied Arshaka.

"I just got tired of it."

"Trus?"

"Ish, I'm afraid you're a khilaf." replied Jalwa.

Arshaka laughed, "Use the other way Dong Bun."

Jalwa rose up, "It's noon, too."

"That's how Bun is?" arshaka Goda.

Jalwa looked resentfully at Arshaka, "Udah Ah I want to follow the children" she said as she passed away from her husband.

While Arshaka laughed at the annoyance of his wife who he thought was funny.