Papa's Choice Husband

SPP - 17

"Early" answered El briefly.

"Oh, when I went to Mas El's office, the receptionist told me I was a new toy. Mas El's girl is there a lot, right?" Asya's plain question once again made the husband shocked.

El changes his position, now he is dealing with his wife. Those innocent eyes, so many things Asya wanted to know about her husband. All things without exception.

"A lot, but my wife is just you" replied El.

There was a sense of disappointment in Asya's heart, he did not understand why the feeling came. She looked at El, trying to understand what her husband was saying.

"May I know why Papa...." El did not continue his words, because Asya looked into his eyes sharply.

"Did you make a mistake?" El continued after Asya turned her gaze away. Asya turned back to El, he exhaled slowly.

"The biggest mistake I ever made was being born a woman. Papa just wants a boy. In front of Papa, I felt that no one wanted me in this world. Even Mama, Mas Syam and Mas Galen could never defend me, they could only look and be silent" Asya replied trying to hold back her cries.

"I've never hated anyone Mas, I'm just disappointed" Asya continued. Her tears came back remembering everything that happened. Those bitter memories will always stick in Asya's mind.

El brought his body closer, he hugged Asya from behind. "You have me now, I won't let anyone hurt you, including Papa" comforted El. He gently stroked Asya's hand, trying to calm the wife.

"Yes, you can do anything you want, anything, but you have to tell me. I'm not going to ban it, but I have to know what you're doing" whispered El.

Asya turned her back, "Why?"

"Because you're mine" answered El, stroking Asya's cheek. He pulled Asya in his arms, making the two of them embrace each other in his sleep.

Whatever it is, Asya likes it, although not fully understand the words of El. I love everything about El.

"What are you doing? Why are you touching my stomach?" Ask El. He tried to pull Asya's hand out of the shirt. El pulled Asya's head, facing her face to look at El.

"So he said he could do it. Want to hold on, the exhaustion of Mas El is good, just I see it yes" explained Asya. He then woke up from his sleep, started fiddling with the television. She showed her husband Kim Jong Kook, one of the cast members of Running Man, her favorite show.

"Want to hold him but can't" Asya lamented sadly. She looked back at her husband who was still lying down. El shook his head and lay on Asya's back.

"Aaaaahhhhh stingy" Asya said cynically. Then he went to the kitchen. Because of waiting for El who never came home, Asya so forget dinner. Now he is very hungry and wants to eat.

Every drawer he opened, no food. I went home too soon and she had no time to cook. Asya again walked towards the room, she looked at El who was watching Running Man expressionlessly.

Without any words, Asya immediately dropped himself on the bed. "Mas El, laperr" whined spoiled Asya. "Most cry" said El Ketus.

Asya stood up again and opened his closet, he took a jacket. Intend to go to the mini market in front of the complex to buy instant noodles.

"Where are you going?" El asked after seeing Asya wearing a jacket. "You want some noodles, Mas El? In the front mini market" replied Asya while confirming his jacket.

El stood up after turning off the television, saying he would go with Asya. At first Asya refused, because he wanted to walk because the distance is not too far. But El begins to scare her if the streets get very dark. It made this cowardly girl allow her husband to come with her.

Asya continued to babble along the way, to busy himself so as not to be afraid. El said right, quiet and dark. Asya does not understand why El does not have a motorbike, let alone a motorcycle, he does not have. Only two cars were parked in the house.

"Mas El can ride a motorbike?" Asya asked opened the conversation. El nodded, of course he could ride the bike. He would rather ride a car than a motorcycle.

"Mas El buy a dong motorbike, keep teaching me to ride a motorbike" Pinta Asya.

"Ajar me in the car?" Ask Asya once more.

"Can't. There is Agus, you can not ride your own vehicle, that's an order" replied El firmly.

"Why? Wh why? Wh why? Why?" Sahut Asya was so excited.

"I won't let my wife go anywhere alone. I told you I wouldn't get you hurt, didn't I" replied El so cool.

"Aaaaaaahhh" Asya shouted in excitement. She felt that her husband's words were very sweet, making her misbehave. El had to hold Asya with both hands. Because the wife can't stay quiet.

After arriving in front of the mini market, El chose to sit in front and let Asya shop. He sat down while occasionally checking his phone, if only there was work that he had to finish immediately.

"Sir Elvin" Sapa a middle-aged man. Elvin turned his head and immediately stood up, shaking the man's hand.

"I heard from my wife, Mr Elvin looking for me, how can I help you?" Ask the man.

"Yes Mr. RT, I want to ask for a letter of introduction. I just got married" El told RT.

"Well, congratulations on the wedding, hopefully lasting and quickly given a baby. I make it immediately, later Mr. Elvin can ask Agus or Ifah to take it" said Mr. RT.

"Mas El, I don't have a wallet, I ask for money" Asya suddenly appeared among them.

El introduced Asya to Mr. RT, and vice versa. After a brief introduction, Asya re-entered the mini market.

"He's Mr. Dirga's daughter, right?" Ask Mr. RT to make sure. El nodded and asked how Mr. RT knew his wife.

Apparently Asya is a friend of Mr. RT's son. And he also often saw Asya who likes to be beaten and scolded by his Papa. Although Asya and Pak RT's children are not too close, but he knows about Asya, because his son really likes Asya. Girls are kind and like to help others. Even Asya also helped his son when he was surrounded, when they sat in high school.

"She's a good girl, my son must be happy to meet Asya" said Mr. RT with a magnificent smile.

"Oh, uh, my daughter is Mr. El" added Mr. RT after seeing El's gaze. He laughed awkwardly, finding El who seemed to be jealous.

"Yes sir, she's a good girl. Thank you sir once again for his help" said El while greeting Mr. RT. Mr. RT received the salaman and then left.

El looked at Asya who had just come out with a small pouch in her hand. It doesn't seem to buy much, but it's been inside for so long.

"Es kriiim" chirped Asya cheerfully. He took two ice creams out of his pocket.

"No" said El snatching both ice cream from Asya's hands. "This one, just bought kok" said El while giving it to the parking lot. Asya whines for his ice cream back, but El immediately pulls his wife home.

"You're sick again, you can't eat ice cream" advises El Ketus. Asya could only stare at El sadly, saddened at the loss of her favorite ice cream.

"Good" pinta El while lowering his body. He asked Asya to go up to his back. He did not want his wife to be sick again because of exhaustion.

Instead of directly rising, Asya even returned with excitement. Again he was made to fall in love with the sweet attitude of the husband. "Don't ride I'm staying" threatened El began to get tired of waiting.

Asya would gladly comply with El's request. He was very happy, another scene in the drama that he often watched.