Alexavier Archie's

Possessiveness

Afternoon began to approach, the sun began to lean and replaced by the moon. Alternately but surely tall buildings began to show off the sparkle of the lights. Traffic police were busy arranging the intersection of roads crowded by vehicles.

Ibra drove her car to a supermarket near the housing estate where she lived. Visible from the parking area that is difficult to find indicates that the supermarket with the logo of a standing lion is being crowded with buyers.

Entering the supermarket area he took a trolley tailing following Belen's steps which walked right in front of the trolley he pushed. Ibra had promised to bring Belen to shop for pregnant milk, vegetables, fruits and various other kitchen ingredients especially the needs of pregnant women.

"which good branch is it?" belen's two hands are seen carrying 2 boxes of pregnant milk, she seems to compare the contents of the two.

Ibra approached to grab the two milk boxes to catch a glimpse of them and then put them in the trolley.

"Take it all later until home I'll call your obstetrician to ask" he replied lightly.

Two boxes of milk, ah not almost all brands of pregnant milk on the shelf put all by Ibra, Belen has banned it but her husband is muddy with his choice. After that, vegetables and food and then fruits. One trolley full of Ibra push towards the cashier with a long queue.

He had just participated in shopping Belen several times like this, he clucked to look at the length of the queue in front of him, then his eyes were directed at Belen who was standing right beside him. His head looked to the right and to the left, then stopped at the didin with several photos of the manager and the employee in charge of the shift.

He stepped into a security who was helping a buyer rearrange a new trolley shopping. Belen just watched where her husband was going.

"can I help you sir?" ask security kindly as Ibra gets closer to her.

"sorry but I want to meet with the manager here" the sentence that Ibra spoke suddenly made the security officer shocked.

"is there a problem sir?" ask again with a big smile.

Got a push from Ibra security was also relented and stepped towards the office space. Belen began to feel strange about the conversation between Ibra and the security. Shortly after security left Ibra also returned to approach Belen who was still waiting in line behind his trolley.

"excuse me sir, I'm the manager here, can I help you?" a woman of about 40 years in neat clothes approached them.

Belen directed his sharp eyes at Ibra who looked relaxed with that cold look.

"in supermarkets as big and crowded often occur long queues huh?" ibra asked the woman in the white shirt and the black blazer in front of her.

"yes sir, sorry to disturb your shopping activities, because dij like this is indeed being crowded" the manager's smile still expands to answer one of his customers' questions.

"are you the manager does not think to give a waiting bench for pregnant women or the elderly? do you want to be responsible if something happens to a pregnant woman or an elderly person who has been waiting in line for too long?"

"bang brother why the hell?" belen's protest whispered a little and smiled clumsyly at the manager in front of him.

"dear quietly, they must know the needs of the customer, especially for pregnant women sepetu you can be exhausted siri and it is dangerous for our children" replied Ibra with a sharp look at Belen.

This incident certainly stole a lot of attention to buyers as well as supermarket employees. Recently there are people complaining about the bench waiting to queue at the cashier. And the man looked cold and indifferent but he was so attentive to his wife.

After the incident that horrendous supermarket was finally Belen and Ibra up at home. Belen was embarrassed and angry at the same time, how could her husband say with a fast he would buy the supermarket and then tear it down if not immediately provided a seat for Belen to sit and wait in line. Maddened. That's all Belen has in mind.

...

"mamy's still a long time baby?" the little girl kept asking how big her sister was now.

"yes, dear baby is now very small, Divya must be patient waiting for her baby adek, continue to have to learn to be a smart sister" replied Belen who was combing Divya's hair and hugged her.

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The open door of the room distracts the mother and child, who else if not Ibra who appears from behind the door.

"hey dear you can ask for a bench let alone ask for a mamy carrier?" Ibra grabs Divya's body to move into her lap.

"why is dady? mamy's not papa, is he?" the pajama-clad little girl with the tedybear picture.

Belen nodded with a smile on his face and his outstretched hand rubbed Divya's long hair.

"want papa darling, want mamy's pocket again?"

"mom! no! Divya dear smitten mamy there will be a baby, if Divya asks for a lap later adek her baby is crimped sick hlo, especially if the baby's sling is added kasian ya" explained Ibra to the little girl in her lap.

"that's an exaggeration, if only the bench is a problem, right?" belen Protest.

"you can't, I don't want our child in danger, and I don't want you to be tired" Ibra replied again with a sharp eye.

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Belen was astonished by the excessive possessiveness that Ibra gave him. He was upset and chose to sleep first. Ibra is currently holding her laptop and leaning on the back of the mattress, she glances at his wife who is turning her back. Smiling on her face, she recalled the moment the doctor told her that Belen was pregnant. He chose to close his laptop and lay down next to his wife carrying her arms around the small body and landed her palms on Belen's flat stomach.

"unfortunately if she was born a boy or a girl she would definitely have a natural beautiful because her mamy was so beautiful. But obviously I really hope he can be a strong and unyielding figure" Ibra's hand rubbed the stomach slowly, he knew that his wife was not yet asleep.

"how can he be a strong and unyielding figure if his dady is so indulgent even since in the womb" lamented Belen remembered the incident today from morning until this afternoon Ibra suddenly became a very very possessive figure.

"i don't spoil him I just take care of him, because I won't let him in trouble, whatever I'll do to take care of him, take care of you and our family" Ibra turned her palace body and kissed her forehead with a warm kiss.

Unfortunately the kiss was stirred towards the lips of the ranum Belen, and the hand that had rubbed Belen's flat stomach turned to slip into the pajamas that Belen was wearing. A hot kiss ensued when Belen could not control the whimper coming out of his mouth, and made Ibra deepen his kiss.

"the doctor said I can still visit him, right? I want to say welcome to her" Ibra's hoarse voice pierced Belen's ear.

Ibra carefully melu uti all the clothes that Belen wear until there is no thread left, he did the same to his body. He rested himself on Belen with two elbows holding his body so that he did not hit his wife's stomach.

Starting from the forehead, down to the nose and kiss the very sweet lips. Ibra's hands began to guerrilla to and fro touching what he wanted to touch and again kissing what he wanted to smell things that Belen could not resist, things that made him fall asleep, and then he kissed, until the event to visit the candidate for flesh blood it happened.