Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

My Patience Limit is Over

Aya immediately stood up to catch up with her son. "Dear wait." Call Aya. The girl turned her body immediately hugged the mother tightly. "We sit down first." Aya held Ara's hand to take her to sit on the sofa.

"Mother."

"Don't repeat it again. Speaking of polite parents."

"But Mother. They've gone too far."

"It has. I don't want something like this to happen again. You're a good boy. If you talk to polite parents."

Mama Aya came and stood in front of them followed by everyone.

"You don't know the manners of talking to the old man." He said while angry.

Ara stood looking at Omanya with a petty look. "This is how I am. You mind." Said Ara defiantly.

"I'm not fucking you." Oma raised her hand to slap her granddaughter.

"Places..." The sound of a slap landed on Aya's smooth cheek until the woman fell down to protect her child.

"Mother."

"Dear."

"Sister." Shouted them at the same time.

Blood came out of the woman's nose and the corners of her lips.

"Honey. Mama didn't mean to." He said while stammering. Alvin and his two children quickly noticed Aya's situation and helped to stand up.

"outrageous." Shouted Alvin was no longer able to hold back his emotions.

"Mas."

"No. They cannot be allowed to. I'm fed up. You've hurt my wife many times. If you can't protect or make her happy at least don't make her suffer. I still appreciate you as a brother, and in-law for my wife. But my patience limit is up this time. This is the last warning for you. Don't see us, neither me, my wife, nor my son. Don't put your feet in here again. If anyone still violates. I'm not afraid to be reckless."

"Vin. Brother is sorry. Please don't be like this."

"Shut up and go now." Said Alvin coldly with a piercing look.

"Mas. It hurts." Aya's sigh held onto her chest before spitting out fresh blood followed by her closed eyes.

"Darling..."

"Wake up..."

"Darling..."

"Age. Call the doctor." Alvin immediately took his wife to the room.

"Where are you, baby?" Ask them after Aya opens her eyes.

"Still sick?"

Aya just shook her head slowly in response to her sister.

"You drink it."

"Yes. Go get it." Alvin took the water and helped his wife to drink.

Mommy stroked her son's slightly blue cheeks while shedding tears.

"Don't cry Mom. I'm not papa."

"Mothers. Ara apologize. Because of Ara..."

"It has. Mom is not papa. Don't talk about it anymore."

"You rest. We're out first."

"Silver break."

"Yes. My brother is not papa."

Alvin and his two children accompanied Aya. "You guys out. I'm just like you going to sleep."

"Dad is out. We slept with Mom."

"No. This is Dad's room. You guys get out. If you don't want to. I confiscated all your facilities."

"Yes yes. Let's go to the room first. Good night Mom. Father."

"Good night, dear." Aya kissed her two children.

"I'm sorry. I'm negligent in taking care of you."

"Udah Mas's. I'm not papa. I'm going to bed. Sleepy."

"Yes. Good night, dear."

"Mr. night." Alvin kisses and hugs his wife tightly.

"Basic shit. The morning has made people emotional." Alvin entered the house after coming from outside.

"Why the hell Mas. Ngedumel mulu."

"That Lord. Cashier minimarket front. How dare he ask all of you."

"Udah. Don't get angry. Breakfast gih. You'll be late."

"Yes. Come on."

"you have not yet left. What time is it?" Alvin asked while sitting down for breakfast.

"Hour 7 more. We're in class at 9."

"Yes, Mother."

"Do you want pancakes or fried rice?"

"Pan cake is Yang."

"It."

"Boat."

"God. There is a."

"You are Dad."

"Request pocket money dong Yah."

"From Mom, time is up?"

"No. Still intact. Just so I promised to give us some pocket money."

"Inget is a money problem." Alvin took out several hundred bills from his wallet.

"Thank You Dad."

"Hm."

"We go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Vaalaikumsalam. Take care."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You ate it a long time ago. It'll be your bad luck."

"I'm leaving kind of a fucking Yang."

"Why?"

"No papa. Want to stay home longer with you."

"It can be so."

"Sir." Alvin called one of the guards at home.

"Yes, sir."

"Don't let anyone into the house. Including my wife's family. I don't want my wife to get hurt again."

"Good Sir. Is there anything else?"

"No. That's all."

"Alright Sir. Excuse me."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have you taken a shower?"

"Yet. I'll wait for you to finish the kitchen."

"Ngapayn. My man took a shower."

"You showered me that way."

"No ah. Wet again later."

"It's a shower together. You take another shower."

"No. It's over. Shower there."

"Ntar. Cappucino I'm not done yet."

"Whatever. I'm going to the kitchen first."

"You're doing it again. Keep me here."

"You're turning the plate back."

"Let them settle. I'm out of money for their paychecks why you're tired."

"No papa. I want to."

"Sit here." Alvin took his wife.

"Don't gini ah. There will be someone."

"Nothing is." The man hugged his wife tightly.

"Don't get hurt again. Don't be sick anymore."

"Mas. Watch ah. Shower there."

"You didn't shower me. I don't want to take a shower."

"Whatever. You'll be embarrassed too."

"Let's take another shower." Alvin suddenly carried his wife.

"What the hell is that."

"Not shut up." Alvin kissed his wife's lips to stop nagging.