Possessive Companions

Possessive Companions
Chapter 104



The day of celebration arrived. Guests invited to celebrate the birth of Darrel and Aurel's son began to arrive. Not many. Just family and some acquaintances of the parents.


"Goodbye, Miss Grisam. You're already a Grandma now." Mama Jiyo. The woman came with her son, Jiyo.


"Thank you, Mom." Reply Alula, smiling. Afterwards, Jiyo and her mother meet Aurel and Darrel.


"Good madam. I'm happy too." Hani. The woman came with her husband, Kenan's secretary and her daughter, Ziya.


"Thank you, Hani." Reply Alula. "Oh yeah, where's your daughter, Ziya?"


"He's with his dad. Oh, there they are." Hani pointed towards Secretary Kenan who was holding their daughter.


"Good night, madam." Said Kenan, lowering his head.


"Good night, madam." Ziya. The 7-year-old girl also lowered her head.


"Good night, Kenan. Good night, sweet girl." Reply Alula. The woman gently rubbed the top of Ziya's head.


Ziya, the little girl smiled faintly. Although the facial line is not entirely Kenan-like, but the nature is entirely Kenan-like.


"Thank you for the compliment, ma'am." Ziya. After talking for a while, Kenan approached Gara. Hani takes Ziya to meet the others.


Axel came with Papa and Mama. The couple came to visit Grandma Axel. And coincidentally, they got word that the daughter-in-law of the Grisam family gave birth. And Gara invited them to this event.


"Axhel!" Alisha's voice made Axel who walked the back of his head. While Mama and her Papa, have been talking with Gara and Alula.


"I thought you weren't coming." Alisha said, after Axel stood in front of her.


"Gue must have come."


Alisha smiled hearing that. "Oh yeah, when's the same aunt coming home?" Alisha's eyes glanced at Papa and Mama Axel.


"Yesterday." Reply Axel, briefly. Actually, Mama and her Papa wanted to visit Darrel and Aurel to congratulate her. But, Grandma Axel's unhealthy state makes them undo their intentions. And fortunately, Grandma's condition has improved, so they can attend this event.


"Oh yeah, come on, come with me! I'm gonna show you my niece." Alisha immediately pulled Axel's hand to meet baby Meeya. Aurel and Asya who saw Alisha coming with Axel smiled.


"Well, look! You must like him. She's so adorable." Alisha said, making Axel nod. The man remembered his sister's daughter.


"Yes, she's adorable." Axel.


After the guests were fully present, the event began. Everyone congratulated and gave a gift to baby Meeya.


***


A few days passed. The happiness of the family welcoming new members is still so pronounced. Darren and Asya also got a lot of congratulations for being an Uncle and Aunty.


As of now, Asya is checking his phone which since there have been many incoming notifications. His social media account was met with congratulations, after he uploaded a photo of a greeting card from one of the guests who gave a gift to Meeya. A beautiful sequence of words attracted Asya and shared it on her social media account.


A hand that was coiled around her waist made Asya a little surprised.


"Darling, surprise me." Said slowly.


"What meda? Hmm?" Darren leaned his chin on Asya's shoulder.


"Look! Lots of congratulations on the birth of Meeya." Asya brought her phone closer so Darren could see it.


"Hmm." Deheman is heard. Asya then refocused on her phone with Darren's position still hugging her from behind.


"If you count, it's been a week since your monthly guests came." Darren said, then tilted his head towards Asya's neck. He sniffed the woman's neck.


"Yes. Actually, why?" Ask Asya back with eyes that are still focused on the phone screen. "Oh yeah, baby. I think there's something strange about my monthly guest this time. Usually up to a week. But, it's only three days."


Three days? He's done in three days, and I'm holding him for a week more? Inner Darren.


"Why not tell me?" Darren sniffed Asya's neck. This time he put a little peck on the neck.


"Hmm?" Only that word came out of Asya's mouth. He really focused on his phone. Darren who felt Asya ignored him and was insensitive, was a little annoyed. He deliberately bit the woman's neck.


"Akhs..."


"Focus me!" Darren said, then kissed Asya on the neck again. His hand moved up, grabbed Asya's phone, then threw it on the sofa.


"Darr..."


"I want it now." He said, then carried Asya and brought her to the bed. He laid her down gently, and impatiently kissed Asya's lips.


Asya pushed slowly on Darren's body to stop him for a moment.


"Why?" Ask Darren. His face was a little upset.


"It... It's still 8 o'clock, not too late. What if the others come?"


"I locked the door." Darren looked down again and was about to kiss Asya again. But the woman held him.


"Darren..."


Drrtt... Drrr... Drrtt...


The phone on the nightstand shook. Darren ignored him and remained focused on his affairs. While Asya, his mind was divided on the vibrating mobile phone.


"Da-Darren, the phone is shaking."


"Just ignore!" Darren replied, no matter.


"Dear, this is your phone." Darren paused for a moment and looked at Asya, then resumed his activities.


"I don't want to continue if you don't pick up the phone!" Assertive Asya, who instantly made Darren stop. The man frustratedly moved from the top of Asya's body and grabbed his phone.


In his heart, he cursed at the person who had already interfered with his activities. If the one who called was Jiyo, he'd be sure to punish her secretary tomorrow.


"Who?"


"Doni." Darren replied with a lethargic face. Doni called. Thin was his hope to start again his activities quickly. Asya and Doni, the two people could spend hours chatting.


"My son called. Quickly lift!" Asya Say. He got up and allowed his messy hair and clothes.


Darren uninspiredly shifted the green button, answering Doni's call.


"Hallo, Papa."


"Yes?" Reply Darren with no spirit.


"Is Papa sick? Papa's voice sounded uninspired."


"No."


"Can I talk to Mama?"


"Hm."


Darren immediately handed his phone to Asya. The woman, with a happy face, received a cell phone from Darren.


"Hallo, Mama."


"Hallo, Son. How are you?"


"I'm doing fine. Mama is Dad healthy?"


"Yes, we're healthy."


"Mama, am I interrupting?"


"No, hon. Why?"


Ck! Yep! For the time being, you are disturbing. I'm not mad if you call and have a long conversation with Asya. But why should you call her now? Why should I want your mom? Inner Darren, upset.


"Mama, I miss you. Can we just replace it with a vidio call? I want to see Mom's face with Papa."


"Can. Turn off your calls. Mama's gonna call you."


The call between the two was interrupted and changed with a vidio call. Doni's sweet smile was seen on the phone screen after the vidio call was connected.


Asya pointed the phone towards Darren until Doni could see the man's face. He then focused the phone on him.


"I thought, Mama is asleep. You see, I also called Mama's phone, but it wasn't picked up."


Asya smiled awkwardly. How could he hear it? Darren's handphone was thrown on the sofa a little away from the bed. What's more, the phone is quiet because the notification sounds so much, and it's a little annoying.


"That's, Mama's cell phone is disilent, so it's not heard."


"Ooh... Oh yes, Ma. That's... Why Mama's neck? How red-red?"


Asya lowered her head, staring at her neck. Just look at his eyes in shock. He forgot to cover it up. While Darren, the man was smiling looking at Asya's shocked face, plus her bulging eyes and blushing cheeks in embarrassment. So adorable.


"That's... That's..." Asya turned to Darren who was now holding back his laughter. She was so upset now seeing her husband's behavior.


"That's... It's lipstick. It was used in the same Lala."


Sorry Lala. Brother, so bring your name. Inner Asya.


"Lala?"


"Yes, Lala. She's the daughter of her Uncle Papa. He's 4 years old."


"Oh, I think Mama's sick."


"No, baby."


Asya and Doni kept talking. Darren who was initially annoyed was slightly amused by their conversation. He patiently waited for his wife while lying next to Asya and hugging her waist. Maybe tonight, just getting here. He can replace it in the morning tomorrow, or the following nights.