My Possessive Rich Man

Go home

The cold night increasingly warped framing the frozen mood that mutually justify themselves.

In a super king sized bed with soft bed of black velvet feels comfortable pampering tired skin.

Alula was lying on her back to her husband, so far, there was no question Raden answered.

Hungry yet? Want what? Want what? Usually Alula asks for delivery to eat on line five feet.

Alula got used to it and Raden began to follow his wife's habits, but from then on Alula had no response to the question Raden was asking.

Alula daydreamed blankly or pensively thinking, which Raden surely knew, that the woman had not fallen asleep.

Sometimes Raden looked from behind, and Alula's eyes were still wide.

The silence tonight was broken by the sound of a cell phone ringing on the nightstand.

Alula glanced back, as if the text message was still from Emelly's number. Alula was still convinced of that one thing.

Alula had heard carefully what Raden was doing behind her. If there is any material to debate he does not want to waste the opportunity.

Suing Raden to let go was something Alula wanted to do.

"Hmm?" Alula frowned as Raden's heavy voice sounded. "Are you serious?" Long enough Raden was silent for a moment and Alula tried to hear the voice of a woman who was carelessly coming out of her husband's cell phone.

"I'll be there soon." In the end the word was spoken from the lips of Raden Mas Rafael.

Alula's heart heats up to hear him, Raden's soft touch as he gently taps his cheek into a meaningless thing.

"I go first, Baby take a break, don't think about anything." Alula closed her eyes, trying not to look at the man.

Raden uncovers the blanket then grabs something, possibly a travel gear. Raden will be out tonight.

There was no sound after Raden came out of the room. Alula breathed deeply. Is this the end of his life? Losing his freedom and his goals.

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Forget that disappointment and save it in a memorable album, because the day has changed according to the rotation of the earth.

Tonight Raden returned to the main house, after one Sunday not being seen in front of his wife.

Raden did not come home but all the information about Alula in this house he knew and never missed it.

One Sunday Alula was in her parents-in-law's residence, in cooking tests, in language tests and sound independence, even writing batik.

How many times has Alula been hit by a knife for not being careful or maybe not being able to and used to cook by herself.

Often times Eyang satire to immerse the heart of cooking things that never taste good, a full day must hear the chatty sound of Eyang just because not careful with his batik canting.

Javanese songs that can not be sung Alula was made a problem by Eyang even compared with Sindy who is native to Java.

Though Alula Humaira is not Javanese, and it is natural if you can not. Alula is a girl who accidentally married Raden. Then not a single bit of Alula had the preparations for it.

Fortunately Raden's younger brothers are not the brother-in-law who shirked envy at Alula. Ayu is very good, Arga never stopped helping even in a way that Alula did not like.

From the side of the bed Raden looked at Alula who was fast asleep because she was tired. He kissed those tiny hands gently.

Many knife strokes are also bandages there, some even blistered because they were accidentally doused with wax from batik canting.

Alula who vaguely sensed the movement began to open her eyes slowly.

The peaceful aroma from behind Raden's long-uninhaled plain shirt now pierces the sense of smell.

Alula held her hand when she realized her body was in her husband's arms. "Where are we going?"

"To a place Baby likes." Raden replied with a straight forward look.

No conversation after that, Alula kept quiet with her own bad thoughts, one Sunday Raden did not come home after picking up the phone from Emelly and now comes home without any explanation.

Arriving outside Raden opened the car door with just one touch, Alula was in the seat on the front passenger seat then Raden took over the steering wheel.

Obviously, Raden did not use the services of a driver. Alula still does not understand what Raden will do this time, but still think positive. Maybe Raden wants to take him back to his mansion.

Thankfully, he no longer had to do the cooking, singing, and even batik.

Unlike usual, Raden was coldly impressed with her. Perhaps true to his mind during this one week, Raden has returned to Emelly without him knowing.

Whatever, Alula can live without Raden, proof for one week Raden did not go home, Alula is still breathing.

There was really no conversation even though the path Raden was heading towards created a lot of questions in his brain.

It's not the road to Raden's house, but it's more familiar than that. Until finally their car arrived in the yard of Alula's old house.

Raden came down and opened the door belonging to Alula who was pensive with her inner struggle. "Come down." Decree Raden.

Although confusion. Alula complied to go down and then stepped slowly towards the terrace of her modest house in the accompaniment of Raden.

Raden pulls off Alula's tiny, rough hands after a week of being the daughter-in-law at the main residence. Alula turned to look at Raden's face which still felt cold.

"This house is already on behalf of Baby again, Baby can stay here from tonight onwards. The property certificate I gave Nula. You can still go to college because I've paid it off."

Alula frowned even though there were no more questions she could afford to exchange.

"Thank you for being a part of my life for the past few months. Treat Baby's wounds. Now pursue and achieve the ideals of Baby. Because being a daughter-in-law in my family will only hinder your ideals."

Elusan gently gave Raden before then leaving the place.

Alula looked at the passing of her husband's black car. After a week of being missed, Raden left without giving him a chance to ask more questions.

Despite all the pain Alula felt, wasn't this what she asked for? Be released and gain freedom.

You can study quietly without thinking about the cost. His parents' house returned without any more trouble.

Aryan opened the door and went to his sister. "Have entered, don't keep daydreaming here. Our house is back, and it's thanks to you." Said.

Alula nodded slowly without looking. "The house I got by sacrificing my girl status." Lirih.

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...Sorry if the end of this chapter is less important in the hearts of readers, because there are offers to other platforms, I am less focused on writing here. It finally affected my mood and writing. But God willing, I improved my writing again so that it was like some of my stories that finished with a few compliments....

...Actually, I yesterday wanted to Up continued second Wife, uh because entering the work of the race must change the flow in order to fit the theme they mean, finally I decided not to participate in the race, I decided not to join the race, because I don't want to change even the slightest plot I've prepared....

...So this novel will be finished soon, speeding up so I can quickly up the second wife sequel. Thank you for participating in his comments 😘...