Possessive Companions

Chapter 161

A man fumbles on his next bed with his eyes still closed. When he did not find the person he was looking for, his eyes opened.

"Where's nita?" muttered. She is Jiyo, the man who bears the status of Nita's husband.

Jiyo quickly woke up and went straight out of the room. His steps led him to the kitchen. And it's true. His wife is washing dishes now.

"Dear." Jiyo suddenly wrapped her hands around Nita's waist, making the woman who was focused on washing the cookware she used surprised.

"Eh, you don't know?" said Nita.

"You're more nervous. I wake up, you don't exist."

"Jiyoo—"

"Honey," cut Jiyo, warning her to call him dear.

"I usually do that, too. I wake up in the morning and I have to cook for breakfast. It's been three months that we've been married. When you forget where I go every morning?"

"I like to forget dear," said Jiyo, peeping at the wife's cheek.

Nita nodded. "Oh yeah, baby. Mama said she still wants a vacation. They want to extend their vacation." Nita just got a message from Mama and Mama-in-law if they want to extend their vacation.

"It's okay. Let alone. There are those Gara uncles that I asked to help ngawasin our Mama. Let them enjoy their vacation. Mama and mother-in-law rarely have a vacation." Nita nodded confirming Jiyo's words.

Jiyo suddenly slipped her face into the recess of Nita's neck. His lips did not stay still, giving kisses on the smooth neck.

"Jiyo."

"Hm."

"Don't gini. I'm again cu—"

"I know," cut him off, while keeping his face away from the recess of Nita's neck. The man straightened his body, grabbed Nita's hand and placed it under the water that came out of the sink.

"Eh, I haven't finished washing it yet."

"Later on," replied Jiyo and immediately carried Nita ala bridal up the stairs.

"Jiyo, what the hell are you doing? Get down on me?"

"No."

Jiyo took the wife to their room. The door of the room that had not been closed earlier made him freely bring Nita in and lay her on the bed.

"This is you why?"

"I'm still sleepy."

"Yes, you are sleeping again" said Nita, about to wake up but immediately Jiyo held her back.

"Yes, I'm going to sleep again. But, while hugging you," Jiyo replied, then lying next to Nita. He wrapped his hands around Nita's waist and hugged her quite tightly.

Nita breathed. Jiyo likes it like this. "We haven't had breakfast yet." Nita spoke softly, trying to persuade.

"Later on," said Jiyo. Now he's dipping his face in Nita's neck.

Nita again breathed her breath. If Jiyo has been like this, it is very difficult for her to escape from her husband. "Yes already. We're going to sleep." Nita relented. The woman held out her hand and hugged Jiyo. Next to her hand, she rubbed Jiyo's hair. Unknowingly, the two fell asleep again.

***

Nita wakes up when she hears Jiyo's phone ringing. Wanting to wake Jiyo up, but he paled when he saw her husband was so sound asleep. He understood, Jiyo stayed up late last night to finish her work.

Nita grabbed Jiyo's phone lying on the nightstand. It was on the screen called Darren. Soon he answered.

"Hallo sir?"

"Nita Hallo. It's me, Asya." Asya's cheerful voice across the phone made Nita smile.

"Miss Asya. I'm sorry, I thought Mr. Darren called."

"Hehehe... I was lazy to look for my phone that I put where. Had used Darren's phone," said Asya. "Oh yes, I want to take you with Jiyo on vacation. We're going on vacation, so you're all invited."

"Sorry lady, it's a family holiday. I'm with Jiyo —"

"I agree that Jiyo agrees."

"Yes already. Where's Jiyo? Give the phone to Jiyo. I talked to him myself."

"He's still sleeping. I wake up first."

"Yes. Ck. The boy, it's still not awake at this hour" murmured Asya.

Nita slightly distanced the phone she was holding, then began to wake Jiyo up.

"Jiyo, let's get up" said Nita gently, rubbing Jiyo's cheeks. However, the man was not one bit disturbed.

"Jiyo's. Honey, let's get up." Nita tried to wake up again. This time, she patted her husband's cheek. It made Jiyo feel disturbed and started to open her eyes.

"Eeemm... What dear? I'm still sleepy" he said with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

"Miss Asya called, wanted to talk to you."

"Ashya?" Nita nodded. "Where's the phone?"

Nita immediately gave the phone to Jiyo. The man with sleepy eyes answered Asya's phone.

"Hallo, Yes? Just call early in the morning. What's up?"

"For you to say? Realize Jiyoooo, it's 12 o'clock. It's noon, not morning anymore."

"Ck. Yes yes. Why call?"

"I'm the same one who wants to take you on vacation."

"Vacation?" Jiyo immediately woke up.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Really?"

"Yes. We're going on vacation, we're going to keep agreeing to take you with Nita."

"okay lah. I'm the same Nita come. But, what do you wear? Uncle Gara's private jet?"

"As much as you want to go with who. Dad, Papa or Uncle Gio? Om Arya is also coming."

Jiyo gulped her saliva at Asya's words. Very light Asya said it was up to who to come with.

"Who are you with Darren?"

"I, Darren, Dad, Mom, Alisha, Aurel, Darrel, the twins, Meeya and Doni. Then there is Uncle Gio aunty Ana, Dafa, Lala, Uncle Viko, aunty Vera, Roy, Grandpa Ginanjar, Grandpa Zarfan and Granny Disa. If you have papa kayaknya nambah om Arya same aunt Tia same Axel as well. You've got Arya's om used by his business partner."

"A lot of it."

"Yes. If you come with Papa, leave tomorrow at 8 am. Uncle Gio at 3 pm, keep going tomorrow at 2 pm."

"I'm the same Nita goes with Edo's uncle."

"OKs. Let's just know Papa?"

"Wheap."

"Yes, I'll call her first. Take good care of Nita. Don't let Nita's heart go out. If I knew Nita was hurt because of you, I would stay away from you and don't consider me a friend anymore."

"A terrible threat, yes. I will not hurt my wife. Nita's nyakitin is like his own liver."

"I hold your word. Yeah, I'll close it first."

"Yes. Nitip greetings to others. Keep saying thank you too."

"Hmm," Asya replied just to a chortle. A few seconds later, the phone call was cut off.

"This is the same close effect as Darren. His hobby is ham hem ham hem," grumbled Jiyo while putting his phone on the nightstand. Nita who saw and heard her husband's mumble thin. Funny about her husband too.