Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

You are a Liar

Aya was watering the plants after picking up the phone from her husband. They are the same as it turns out. Still often arguing is even more severe when there is no Aya in their midst. Darwin and Rio who were there also did not break up. Both are just watching. Aya ignored the call that kept coming in earlier because he turned it off unilaterally. Today he will walk the road enjoying his holiday, tomorrow just meet with his Grandma friends in accordance with the promises they made. Aya deliberately took 3 days because two days to vacation alone.

Aya smiled enjoying her soaking time in the bathup. He had not even felt his own bath for a long time without anyone bothering. So calm and relaxed. It's been a while. He moved and rinsed his whole body clean. The woman headed for a walk in closet wearing body lotion. He wears jeans and a t-shirt combined with a shirt that is not buttoned. The last touch by blending sneakers, hats and sunglasses. She looks like a teenager plus her beautiful face. After feeling ready he carries his camera bag to prepare to leave.

Aya drove her car casually. He stopped by a simple meatball shop on the side of the road. He went in and ordered.

"Sir. The meat is one yes. Drink iced oranges."

"Good Ma'am. Please sit down."

"Yes sir."

"Please Mommy." The seller serves the meatballs at the table.

"Yes Sir. Thanks."

"same. Can I sit here, ma'am?"

"Oh can sir. Please."

"The mother's not here, is she?"

"No sir. I am from Jakarta. I'm here to see if business has an appointment with someone." Aya replied while busy cutting the meatballs.

"Oh."

"Mr Sales is long?"

"Lumayan Mbak's. It's been 10 years."

"Pantes. Dad's meatballs are good too." Aya said after tasting.

"Yes. That's a recipe for a mother's descent."

"Mdad has a girlfriend. I don't want to know my son. She's a lot of age but not married yet."

"I'm married Alhamdulillah. I have two children."

"I'm sorry, but I don't know. I see a good man. Meals I just want to introduce Ma'am with my son without asking. I've been dizzy about it. My son is not married yet."

"It's okay sir. Everything is destined to God. Pray to meet his soul mate quickly. I am the same as my husband. We didn't expect us to be paired. We are 17 years old. We were set up."

"Mbak obedient yes. Want to be in that match."

"I also have my own life goals, sir. But on the basis of my return to Grandma I was willing to be betrothed. I was not cared for by my own parents. Who takes care of my aunt, Om, also my grandfather and Grandma."

"Oh so." Said the seller heard Aya's story.

Aya was busy photographing Malioboro susana at night. After leaving the beach Aya took the time to stop by one of her favorite places in Jogja.

"Assalamualaik." Aya picked up the phone from her husband.

"I'm in Malioboro. Eat satay again."

"A little bit."

"Yes. I've been drinking. I've eaten too."

"Sorry baby. Mother's HP died."

"Tomorrow the night you come home."

"Yes. What are you buying?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes Mas. I'll be home soon. Promise after buying by me to go home."

"Yes. assalamualaikum. Love Yo too."

Aya ended her call directly rushed towards the store by.

Aya has arrived home at 8 p.m. He hurried to clean up his groceries and took a shower. He was very tired and wanted to rest.

"Waalaikumsalam Eyang."

"Yes Eyang. Aya is at home."

"Yes Eyang. Tomorrow I go to the house."

"waalaikumsalam Park. Have a good rest too."Aya closed her call.

At 4 am Aya woke up to hear the sound of the Adhan. He rushed to wash his face and take ablution for prayer. Finished doing his duty the woman went to the kitchen to prepare the cake that he made last night. Today he will be taken to visit his grandmother's friend's house. They'll meet at 8 a.m.

The figure of a woman walks gracefully into the pendopo in one of the houses while carrying her handbag and paper bag. So beautiful and elegant with a kebaya that is perfectly attached to her body. The figure of the old woman standing from the chair directly approached Aya and hugged the woman of two children.

"What you miss is you."

"Yes, too, miss Eyang."

"Let's sit down, son."

"Thank you Eyang." The two sit together.

"It's Aya made especially for Eyang."

"This is what, baby?" Ask while receiving a paper bag from Aya.

"This is Eyang's favorite brownie."

"Thank you dear. Don't bother."

"Same with Eyang. No bother to."

"How are you and your family there."

"Alhamdulillah good Eyang."

"Son. Sorry you told me to come all the way here. Someone wants you to tell me." He held Aya's hand.

"It's okay, Eyang. What does Eyang want to say?"

"The one that just wants to convey it to you. It's the trust of your grandparents before they leave." Eyang handed the chocolate Map to Aya.

"This is what Eyang?"

"Open Son. You'll know everything."

Aya opened the map and read it carefully. He was very surprised by all this.

"His investigation came out last month right after your grandmother died. Your grandmother told Eyang to take the result and pass it on to you. Because the atmosphere was still mourning that time Eyang did not dare

speak."

Aya wiped away her tears that could not be contained anymore.

"Did Mommy and Daddy know this was Eyang?"

"No dear. Only your husband and family know. Your husband promises to improve your relationship with them if you want to help in this."

"You are a liar."Gumam Aya felt disappointed with her husband while looking at the will paper that Alvin admitted was written by his mother.