Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife
No One Can Touch You
He clicked his tongue many times. Today he is forced to join his Om company.
Alvin just smiled faintly at the behavior of the girl who was sitting pouting beside him. Aya looked out the car window. But the look on the girl's face can still be seen clearly by Alvin.
"Why By?" Tanya Alvin put down her file and gently rubbed Aya's head.
"I'm so bosen."
"Not arrived yet. Um ask for a minute. We'll have lunch back."
"Om it's big."
"Your mommy is great too. I've had children even often ask for your help." Alvin said he had to argue with his brother-in-law this morning to take Aya with him.
"Yes if that's the same with Mommy."
"It's up to Mister, Miss" said the driver to stop their debate.
"Thank you sir."
"Where are you going?" Tanya Aya saw the driver was about to get off. Alvin was busy packing his files still faithfully listening to the babble of the girl with her driver.
"You open the door, no."
"No need. We can open it ourselves."
"But Non."
"Just obey sir." Alvin Strictly.
"Good sir."
"Let's get down by." Alvin stepped down from the car as well as Aya.
Both entered the company. The girl caught everyone's attention. Alvin clasped Aya's hand tightly as if saying that Aya was his. The male employees looked at Aya with adoring gazes. Alvin sharpened his eyes giving them a warning. Assumptions revolve around each person's mind. But I can't guess who the girl brought in by her boss. From the way his boss treats the girl is significant if he is a special person and should be treated well. Given Alvin was a ruthless man, they had to keep the best attitude possible.
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen." Greet them.
"Morning." Alvin answered briefly with his flat face and Aya smiled faintly. Alvin immediately embraced Aya's waist to be brought into his room.
Aya sat on the sofa. The girl noticed the room she had just entered for the first time. Room with predominance of bright ash color neatly arranged. He stepped his feet watching the many pictures of him mounted on the wall.
"By." Alvin hugged Aya from behind.
"What are you doing?" tanya Alvin propped up her chin on Aya's head. Smell the girl's scent inside.
"Look at the photo."
"Om there's something for you." Alvin gives Aya a big box of chocolate so as not to feel bored.
"Om the most handsome." Aya said excitedly as she ran towards the sofa.
"Eh it's not free. Kiss it first." Aya kissed both the cheeks and forehead of Alvin who was sitting next to her.
"Oh, work first." Alvin kisses Aya's head and walks to her desk.
"By wait here for a while, someone will miss you" Alvin said as he stood in front of his office to return home.
"Yes Om."
A few minutes later Alvin returned. His hunting breath held the emotion that stirred the gebu. He refrained from killing the man who bravely held the girl's hand. He did not arrive, the man left.
"Who By?" ask Alvin coldly.
"don't know."
"Who are you to hold your hand so?"
"Not who, he said it was wrong people, thought I won it."
No chatter in the car. Alvin and Aya were both silent.
"Why are we here, Om?" aya asked as the car stopped in a building.
Alvin did not answer. He went down and dragged Aya inside. The door of the apartment room is open, inside it is so luxurious and organized. At first glance Aya saw many photos there. Alvin clutches Aya's hand and takes her into the room. "Om sick." lamented Aya with a reddened hand. Alvin doesn't care. He pushed Aya to lie down on the bed.
"Who is that man?" alvin's loud snapping made Aya startled and shed tears.
"I told you I don't know Om" said Aya as he pleased.
"Why don't you know why he's holding your hand?"
"I'm being honest. I'm clear on it."
"I don't believe."
"Om Subject. I'm going home."
Door locked. He tried to open the password with his date of birth and succeeded. The door was not fully opened and was pushed back to close. Alvin's burly hand pushed the door hard enough to make Aya jump a little.
"Where are you going?"
"You're home."
"No, I can't."
"Om I want to go home." whined Aya.
Alvin holds Aya back to the room. He dropped Aya into the bed. Hugged the girl until she couldn't move. "Om I'm going home. Mommy Nyariin."
"Mommy you let Om take care of it."
"Om evil."
Alvin turned Aya's body quickly making them face to face.
"Om sorry." Alvin kissed Aya's forehead clutching her head at the chest of her field. Aya's reddened wrist caught Alvin's attention. He released his trap. A few minutes later, Alvin returned. He smeared Aya's hand with medicine. Men do it with heart and occasionally blow it.
"Still sick?"
Aya just shook her head.
"Om sorry By. You're sorry Om, right?" alvin asked with a face.
"We'll be home later in the afternoon. Om told Mommy you." she still didn't get an answer from Aya.
"I'm hungry" said Aya.
"Om masakin's. You can't come. Why else later."
"I want pasta. I'm in. Just sitting. Won't touch anything." Alvin smiled nodding his head. For this time He allowed Aya to eat pasta as an apology.
A plate of pasta and two glasses of juice are on the table.
"Cock a lot Om." look at the pasta in front of him with large portions.
"Two plates. Same as Om."
Alvin feeds Aya and to himself. The girl ate voraciously. "after this take the medicine." Aya just nodded her focus with her eating. Alvin smiled looking at the adorable behavior of the girl while eating. 'Forgive Om By. Om hurt you. It's out of control.' Inner sendu.
The look in his eyes turned sharp instantly recalling the incident some time ago.
'Whoever shall not touch you.'
His mind is full of determination.
