Mother-in-law Obsession

Just Dreams

"Azura! Wake up!" devian panicked. Because Azura looks restless and uncomfortable in his sleep, even his wife to let out tears. Of course Devian panicked his wife this why-why.

Azura opened her eyes. The dark brown netra instantly circulated here and there, then stopped moving when he found Devian's face that was now looking at him anxiously and worriedly.

Without any more ba-bi-bu Azura lunged at her husband's burly body and hugged him tightly, venting her fear in the chest of the husband's field which became the best spot for her to lean after the shoulder.

Devian was startled, he almost lost his balance due to Azura's sudden treatment. Even so, the anxiety and worry he had felt was still there. Azura's face was full of cold sweat as well as tears. His breath was also panting followed by his trembling body.

Devian was sure, Azura must have been having nightmares.

"Devian, I-I"

Azura did not continue, her eyes opened and she fell silent. I don't know why the nightmare he had previously experienced just vanished. Azura did not remember the dream at all, not at all.

Though Azura felt that the dream had a very clear plot, as if it really happened. Feels very real. Azura did not lie, the proof was that her body trembled in fear and she cried in her sleep.

"Nightmare again, hm?" ask Devian.

Devian's voice softly greeted Azura's ears so that Azura woke up from her daydream. Azura's tears fell again and she still could not say anything.

But, there was one thing Azura wanted to say to Devian at the moment.

"Don't leave me, Devian!" peekkik Azura's.

"Huh?" Devian felt his mind empty after hearing the wife's screech that implied a deep fear. Not up to five words spoken, but can make Devian's heart crumble until it is destroyed.

"Don't go! Don't leave me!" racau Azura repeated the same sentence.

Devian couldn't bear to see this wife he loved so much screwed up like this. Devian tightened his embrace making their bodies stick perfectly.

From this treatment Devian proved that he would not release Azura until his hands could no longer hug Azura later. Except Azura who will later take off her embrace.

"No, honey. Calm down," said Devian.

"Devian," soaked Azura while squeezing the strong T-shirt that Devian was wearing. No matter the fingernails will rip the black shirt off. He was really afraid that Devian would let go for a second.

"I'm right here. Relax, dear."

Devian quite knew what Azura was feeling at the moment, though, therefore he will not stop whispering tranquilizing words in Azura's ear until his fragile wife regained her composure and closed her eyes slowly.

Devian believes everything will be fine.

But, fear sometimes plays too cruel for two people who love each other.

***

It was a warm morning, it seemed to be getting warmer accompanied by a cup of tea that still reflected the smoke that was located in front of him.

However, the beautiful woman looked cold. His body was quietly trembling because in front of him a middle-aged woman was looking at him intensely from earlier.

The two women just remained silent for almost ten minutes. It was even a very long time for the younger woman with the jet black mane.

Ten minutes ago, he arrived at the office and found a middle-aged woman sitting at his desk. He looked at the woman and his co-worker took turns. No one could answer his astonishment, even his entire co-worker also welcomed the arrival of the middle-aged woman with a look of astonishment.

"Do you know why I want to see you?" asked the middle-aged woman in a tone that seemed haughty.

He shook his head in a slow motion, his lips paled and his fingers getting here getting colder. His mind wandered everywhere. He knew who this woman in front of him was, so fear quietly slipped in him.

"Did I make a big mistake, ma'am?" tanyanya slow.

"Yes, you made a very big mistake," Zeline replied casually, but with great emphasis.

Zeline was silent for a moment with her haughty smile. The same dark black netra as Devian was glancing at the worker's name tag stamped on the right shirt that the beautiful woman was wearing.

"Alea Rosery Smith" said Zeline, mentioning the full name of the beautiful woman in front of her. He looked at Alea fixedly with his sharp eyes.

"Do you like my son?" ask Zeline to the point.

Alea flinched, he instantly turned his black obsidian towards the still-filled tea water inside the white cup. Unfortunately the tea was already cold, as cold as Alea's palm and sweat.

"Sorry. I don't understand what you're asking, ma'am," Alea replied, trying to calm down, though her nervousness was inevitable.

The great mistress of Mendoza's distinguished family snorted loudly, she did not release her fixed gaze from Alea even though the one she stared at now seemed to tremble.

"I saw everything. When in self-service ... Did you use your friend's son as bait to get close to my son? Don't you know my son already has a wife?" tanya Zeline looks more introgating than asking.

Zeline knew that if Alea was frightened by it, it was obvious that the woman younger than her was getting more riled up and agitated.

With ease the middle-aged woman took a sip of the tea she ordered calmly to wet her throat for a moment.

"Sorry, Madam. I have no intentions whatsoever" elak Alea.

"Not having any intention? Aren't you actually interested in the rumors going around about your director?!" hardik Zeline raised her voice.

Even the other cafe visitors had stolen a glance at them. In addition to being surprised, curiosity is also the main trigger.

"No, Mistress. I have absolutely no desire whatsoever with regard to the director," Alea replied still trying to convince the mother of the director she secretly loved even though she knew it would be free to dodge, because reality is not like what his mouth throws.

Alea ventured to return the gaze of the woman older than her. But, he was more daunted when he saw those two eyes looking at him seriously and so fixedly. It was as if he was researching more deeply how he was currently.

Alea was getting nervous and scared.

"Stop lying to yourself" Zeline said firmly.

Alea was aghast as Zeline placed quite roughly a brownish-yellow envelope on the table right in front of her.

"You need money, right?" zeline asked silently sneering cunningly, no one knew because only her eyes were radiating.

Alea clenched her hands tightly under the table. He felt so offended by the treatment of middle-aged women whose lives had indeed lapsed in treasure from a long time ago.

"I watched my son all along, including what he did and anyone close to him. If you continue to be around my son, then you're on my watch, too" Zeline added.

Alea felt stuck not playing. This middle-aged woman had a very sharp tongue and pierced her heart when speaking. Can't it keep this taste alone? Keeping it alone is already torturing, what if it is known to others?

Alea demanded nothing from the married man, yet loved him secretly like Devian. Just looking at it from a distance was more than enough for him.

"Once again sorry, ma'am. I do need money, but I don't accept it this way" Alea said boldly.

Gone was Alea's fear. Zeline's sharp words were already completely outrageous. Although he is just an ordinary employee and lives as it is, does not mean he has no right to be offended because people live more than what is not?

Alea was about to move on, but the old woman laughed instead.

"Do you want to just throw away this golden opportunity? I'm just offering you to keep Devian's seed in your womb. That's all."

***

To be Continued.