Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

Fuckin' Ara

Ara approached her two children who were in the family room. "Morning pain don't eat ice cream dong dear."

"Seek Brother Zam a little Mother. I want to."

"This. The medicine is taken first."

"Yes, Mother."

"Yes." Alvin came to hug his wife.

"Yes." Yeah."

"We're going home a bit in retreat huh."

"Terserah Mas. I'm nudging."

"Fra. Haven't healed you?"

"Yet. Later mommy sleeps with me yeah."

"No. Sick just spoiled. No sleep with Mother. Sleep alone."

"Dad don't want to lose."

"Udah deh Well. Just be careful."

"You're supporting your brother Zam."

"It hurts again, Dad."

"Just like I slept with Dad."

"It has. It's been. Don't be in a fuss."

"Mothers. Ara want to eat a compote can?

"Can. Mother make. You guys are home first. I'm going to the market for a minute."

"Follow Mother."

"You're sick again. At home the same with Brother Zam. I'm just gonna take a minute."

"Don't be long."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let's go now Yang." Get Alvin excited.

"Dad why? Tumben to the market great spirit."

"Ga papa's. Same father Mother's way now. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Since leaving until getting off the car Alvin never let go of his hand on the wife. Honestly, he'd mind a little if he had to be in a place like this. But for his wife he was willing. "Fast off. I'm gonna buy something."

"No way."

"You are what Mas is. I can't if you hold my hand and hold it rich gini."

"You refuse to let us go home."

"Ih. Yes yes it is." Said Aya had to serve Alvin's behavior that was so annoying. Everything is complete. Alvin rushed to take his wife home.

"Children are sleeping." Alvin returned to the kitchen after carrying out the wife's order to check on his son.

"I help you." Alvin grabbed the knife.

"This diapain?"

"Cut aja. Rich as I example."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ara did make it bother she wanted. You too. The child asks what is always done." Alvin medumel's.

"As long as I can and can, I will. They asked him not to macem macem."

"You are too patient. What else is the same with your parents. I didn't think it out. You can usually be good with them even though their treatment of you is too much."

"All parents have their faults. Me, you must have made mistakes too. I don't want to be disobedient. I don't want to when I do something wrong to a child I won't be forgiven."

" Sadly I'm not as rich as your Papa."

"Yes. Don't get to."

"Yes. I'm sorry. I don't give them permission to see you again. I don't want you to get hurt again."

"Thank you for understanding." Alvin hugged his wife.

"Yes. But don't hug. Your hands are dirty."

"sorry. Sorry."

Ara ate her mother's homemade compote voraciously.

"You're satisfied Ra."

"Yes Well. It's delicious."

"good. After this what else would you ask for?"

"Mas." Tegur Aya to her husband.

"Aren't you eating, baby?" Aya asked Zam who was sleeping in his thigh.

"Still full, Mom. Zam had eaten a honey donut made by Mom."

"You are not full yet."

"Dad why the hell. The growth period of the meal should be plenty."

"Can you answer it."

"Mother."

"Yes dear."

"Seek kiss. On here. On here. Here and here."

Point it at both cheeks, forehead and nose.

"What whatwhat. No no, no."

Aya did not listen to her husband's protest to kiss Zam at the place that the teenager had pointed.

"Ara wants to." The girl approached her mother for a kiss.

"You both are right. Step aside. I want to be with Mom."

"No, I can't." They tightened their arms at Aya.

It was already midnight but Alvin could not sleep consciously because his wife accompanied Ara who was not feeling well. "Akhs...Basic Ara." she cried out in frustration while random shuffling of hair. Alvin hurried after his wife to Ara's room. Slowly he came in and found his wife asleep in the arms of her daughter. Avin lay behind Aya while hugging for a bit Then sat down again. He only slept with his wife. With great difficulty Alvin let go of Ara's embrace of the mother. After it was done Alvin rushed Aya to the room.

"Ugh..." Aya woke up from her sleep. "Sleep again, dear." Alvin patted his wife's back gently.

"Kok me here Mas. I'll keep Ara asleep."

"Here it is."

"Later Ara find me."

"Udah sleeps with me. You don't pity me what. I can't sleep."

"Ara is sick again." Aya rushes to get up to go back to her son's room.

"Can't it open?" Ask her when she opens the door.

"I'm the key so you don't get out. Spelled out. Sleeping here is the same as me. I can't sleep Yang." Alvin carried his wife and laid her on the bed with a heart.

Before his wife moves again. The man immediately enveloped Aya and hugged her tightly.

"Mas."

"Yes dear."

"I forgot to take my medicine."

"kok could. I reminded you earlier. I'll get it for a second."

"It's drunk. Next time don't forget."

"Yes. Thanks." Thanks."

"Have you? Sleep on."

"Yes." Yeah."

Aya felt sorry for her husband who seemed to have been very sleepy. He was worried he could not always be with Alvin. About how the man will be if Aya can't be by his side anymore. Aya returned her husband's embrace tightly. "Sleep Mas. You're so sleepy. I'm sorry for you not being able to sleep rich gini."

"Yes Dear. I'm not papa. We sleep. Good night, dear."

" Good night, my." Alvin kissed his wife's lips and closed his eyes.