Annelyn And Om Bimo

Jealous

" Be sick!" Bimo drags Annelyn, ignoring the protests of his wife.

He didn't even know Annelyn's bloody hand, scratched by a cracked glass bracelet, stuck it in his wife's tiny wrist.

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Arriving in a quiet place, she looked fixedly into Annelyn's eyeballs. Worry, anger and jealousy blaze into one.

"I don't like my wife laughing because of other men, selfish indeed, but the spaciousness of my heart isn't as big as Lyn!" Bimo said quietly with emphasis.

" I work, I make a living to make you happy. And you easily laughed haha hihi with another man!" Bimo took a long breath.

" I was just buying ice, when I was drinking in the park, I saw Hanif. What's wrong with saying hello?" Annelyn defended herself.

" Obviously wrong!"

" Okay fine is wrong. Then your actions are right? Bringing a part of your past into our household?" Annelyn pointed at Bimo with a question.

" I don't want to talk about it Lyn!"

" Yes, then forget about Hanif. If you can, why can't I?" Annelyn left Bimo. Om Bimonya is arrogant and arbitrary in certain problems.

With reddened eyes, Annelyn saw the silhouette of Risya peering over the wall. He thought for a moment, could it be Risya who provoked Om Bimo? Om Bimonya himself is not a man who is easily provoked, besides being intelligent, he is also full of calculations, except for everything about Annelyn. Bimo can turn into a monstrous monster.

' Damn Risya, I have to be smarter!"

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Bimo POV's.

I was preoccupied with endless work, invited guests Pak Hartopo simultaneously attended the wedding. I was so busy I didn't realize my wife had been to the toilet for so long but hadn't come back . Encouraged by my worries, I left my job and gave it all to the julid duo.

My footsteps grew wider as I walked towards the next building.

" What is Mr Bimo doing?"

" I'm looking for my wife."

" Oohh, I just met Miss Annelyn in the park, again joking with Hanif, I asked to come in immediately, but she said nanggung again exclaimed."

" Ooh.."

" Yesudah sir, excuse me."

Somehow the feeling of being put aside was present so binding my heart, that it felt like it was about to suffocate. I've been jealous, ever blindly, but never like this. Wanted to take it all out, but to whom? The power I have is limited. Not like before.

The throne in the family I left behind seemed to mock me. How not, I used to be able to punch anyone who dared to approach mine, not even hesitate to let my men shoot their heads. Then what now?

I tried to neutralize jealousy and the desire to eliminate someone so thick. Maybe for some people, I'm overprotective, but for me I'm not. It's appropriate that I'm jealous, as I struggle to reach a little place in Annelyn's heart, no one else should have disturbed my efforts.

I set my foot in the garden. And sure enough, I saw my wife laughing in response to Hanif who kept her head down. What's so great about Hanif that my wife can look happy? Talk to me just innate emotions, frown and sulk.

Without thinking about it, I pulled my wife's wrist to leave Hanif. Looking at my wife's appearance, her dress showing cleavage, supported by her great body. The slightly abated emotions burned my brain.

Without me knowing I was the dumbest creature ever. Shouldn't I be yelling at my wife? What if he's scared and can't love me? What if he leaves me? Questions hit my narrow brain.

" Be?" A gentle greeting came to my ear.

My wife's beautiful figure gently caressed my arm.

" I love you, Bee." A short sentence that shot out from his lips felt like a gust of heaven wind. Calm down, I subconsciously returned it.

" Love you too."

Annelyn hugged me from behind, I could feel her heartbeat. Such a cool feeling flowed warmed the embers that burned my heart.

" I'm sorry Bee, I was wrong. I shouldn't have seen another man. It was purely a misunderstanding created because of my carelessness. I'm sorry my husband." He tightened his embrace.

Without a second thought, I hugged my wife. I don't want to miss this opportunity. Golden boys like myself always get what I want, well despite the reciprocity I have to do to make my parents proud, I never felt the hardship like Annelyn, she said, about women and having fun I can be said to be very lucky. Just enough to make the media not know my true face, I can be free to act as I please.

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Pov Author.

Without Bimo knowing, Annelyn smirked, wiping out her innocent facial features.

Actors like Risya, if left to see the quarrel of husband and wife, will definitely cheer, joy like a child bought ice cream.

The only way was for Annelyn to humble herself, to approach Om Bimo who was burning with anger. One hundred percent sure, with just a soft caress and a sad voice, Om Bimonya will be crushed under his armpits. Hehe

And just as Annelyn had never missed, her husband immediately returned his embrace lovingly. If this is the case, what can actors do?

" Why is your hand Love?" Bimo asked as they walked side by side, Bimo was struck with a wound that must have been quite a pain in Annelyn's wrist.

" It's hit by Om's glass bracelet." Annelyn replied nervously, not out of fear, but she was playing a pathetic role. So that her husband feels more guilty and not careless to repeat his actions.

" I told you not to wear a glass bracelet. Just wear my diamond bracelet, guaranteed not to break and hurt your hand." Out of his expectations, Bimo even nagged.

Plaque. Annelyn hit Bimo's arm, a little hard but no pain.

" What the hell Bee, I should have nagged. It's broken my bracelet because you were emotional." Annelyn pretended to grumble. His eyes began to glaze over. Experts also turned out she, could become a famous actress later.

" Oh my God, I'm sorry baby, is it still sick?" It's true, Om Bimo who is super jealous, overprotective and bucin finally inedible whining Annelyn.

" It's okay Bee. It's just a little sore." Annelyn acted touching her wound and grimaced.

" We're going to the doctor, yeah, I'm afraid of infection." Bimo is getting worried. Seeing the blood coming out was good.

" Did I think my bracelet was rusty iron?" Annelyn monologue.

" I'm worried, baby." Bimo blew a wound on his wife's hand.

" Just like this wound is dry!" Annelyn scratched up the nose and flicked the upil into Bimo's face.

" Hiih jorok really. Who is teaching?" Bimo protest grumbling.

Instead of answering, Annelyn laughed at leaving her husband.

Arriving at the parenthood table, Bu Tejo teases Annelyn.

" Well, his new bride is coming, we are looking for the ashes of ye Bu Dah." Bu Tejo nudged his friend's arm.

" Friendly mulu Neng, we are told to work rode like horses." Chirps Bu Dah with his hands that are still busy pouring seasoning sauce.

Hahaha, Annelyn laughed.

" Calm down Mom, I'll give you tips." Bimo emerged from behind Annelyn, shamelessly landing her lips on Annelyn's smooth cheeks.

" It's dooong." The julyid duo. Both of their eyebrows were raised playfully.

Annelyn glanced at the sour look plastered clearly on Risya's face which she admitted was beautiful. It's just right to be a sugar daddy's stash.

'Om Bimo will not be interested let alone the same lust of your model woman Ris, soon your guise will be dismantled.' Annely.

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***does not have the same author ??

it must be kangen...

Very gr. hehehe

oh yes, sorry a thousand times sorry the old author is not up, hopefully you understand how difficult and sad it is to drain the brain, which at the end without appreciation from N*. My level has dropped, but I have followed the rules of the game. Not only me, many other co-authors are struggling.

To all of you, Thank you for your support. love you all***