Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

Let's Open Fasting

Aya accompanied her husband in the gym. As said, Alvin is now actively exercising again. He wants to look fitter and younger for his wife. The man was afraid that his wife would look at someone else. "No tired, Mas. This is again your fast. Rest first."

"Yes. I'm resting." Aya swiftly wiped her husband's sweat. Alvin smiled watching his wife's activities from the big glass in front of the two. The man grabbed his phone.

"The Hugs."

"What?"

"I want to be in your arms."

"Yes." Yeah." Aya hugged her husband. Alvin photographed their reflection on the silent glass. He posted it on his personal social media with the caption "The company of my beloved wife." If you see this Aya will definitely laugh, fortunately the wife does not have social media because Alvin forbids. His children have and they also do not care too much about the post of the father.

"Udah yes."

"Yes." Yeah." Alvin kissed his wife with a smile.

"Why you?"

"No papa. You're beautiful."

"Make there. I'm ready to put on his shirt."

"Mandi together."

"fasting."

"Eh yes. Forgot."

In the afternoon after cooking Aya invited her children to pick fruit in the back garden. "That's young Ra. Choose the one that's red."

"The hell is Dad? This one is sweet too. Ara never eats."

"That's a different kind. Pick an apple that's red."

"OK."

"Mothers. Daniel can pick up a dragon?"

"Can. Pick as you like. A lot of it."

"Yes, Mother."

"yeah. Why not plant watermelon?"

"No, watermelon is complicated. Each harvest must be planted again. If you do not need to plant it many times. Every season is fruitful."

"Dad pinter."

"Just know you."

"Mas. I want rambutan."

"Let's take it."

"Come on. Dear. The basket brought it here."

"Yes, Mother." Zam rushed with the basket to follow his mother.

The fruits they pick are already abundant.

"Toges in your wrap?"

"For the neighbors. It's a lot of. You guys drive ya."

"Our friends are part of it too, aren't you?"

"Yes that. There's a lot of it."

"Ara help me."

"Daniel too."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You guys are between. Take care. Quickly home. Magrib hunt later."

"Yes Mother. We'll go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

"They've left Yang?" Alvin approached his wife.

"Udah. Just just now."

"Yes. I want to talk to you."

"Yes, by the way."

"Sit down first." Alvin took his wife to sit down.

"What's up, Mom?"

"Your mom is Mama Felix's friend."

"What time?"

"Yes. They even had a plan to mate with Felix."

"Mommy mean?"

"They used to want your soul mate with Felix. Our time in Indonesia. He insisted on your soul mate with that guy."

"Well, where did you know?"

"From Aslan's sister."

"Why is Daddy new to the story?"

"Udah don't think about it again. Now I'm not the same."

"But..."

"Udah ah's. Don't discuss."

"Yes, yeah."

"We're not tarawih mother?"

"Tomorrow Eid. Today is not tarawih but takbir."

"Oh."

"You if takbir to the mosque of the complex will bring food. Share with the kids and everything. I'm ready."

"Yes, Mother."

"Mas. I'll go to Sam's house. Take food."

"Why the?"

"You ask why else. Poor Mas. He's old at home. Where his son works far away all. Bruno is just a friend of his. Where the neighbor does not care because his religion is different."

Aya explained to her husband.

"I'm with you."

Alvin held his wife's hand along the way. He was very supportive of the good intentions of his wife.

"Excuse me." Aya knocked on the middle-aged man's door.

"Attent." Answer from within.

"Eh Aya is the same husband as well. Let's go in." Said Friendly.

"Yes Om."

Alvin and Aya sat side by side.

"What do you want to drink?"

"No need to Om. We're full of open. Oh yes Om. It's no food for Om."

"That's plenty. You guys bother."

"No bother Om. It's going to be a holiday so Aya cooks a lot."

"Boy yourself?"

"Yes. Everything's on the back."

"Every day you cook yourself. Because your husband is fussy when eating people's cuisine. Isn't it Vin?"

"Om can do it."

"Your son told the story. They come here often. Eat Bruno."

"Is she?"

"Yes. They are also polite. You guys are educating well. Oh yea. This is what a lot. Om just living alone lo."

"There's Dad's opor and ketupat, and this one's rendang Om, the other one's potato balado. It's not stale if it's a refrigerator. Later if Om want to eat stay hot in the microwave. The same is also there Lebaran cake Aya same child who makes."

"Thank you, you're the only ones who care about me."

"Same as Om."

Alvin is so grateful to have a family. He hopes to get old with his wife. He was afraid of being alone in his old age.

Alvin approached Aya who was cleaning her face in front of her dressing table. The man hugged his wife tightly.

"Why Mas?"

"I'm scared."

"She turned her body to hear the words of her husband.

"Fear why?"

"I'm afraid of my old days like Om Sam. Alone."

"You have me, you have children, you have brothers and nephews. What's there to fear?"

"You won't leave me, will you?"

Aya held her husband's hand.

"I'll always be the same. Until anytime. Because I'm your wife."

"Promise?"

"Yes promise."

"Thank You, darling."

"Awas. Don't get rich young again bucin gini dong. I'm going to sleep."

"we break the fast first."

"Udah was. Your time is not full either."

"Not yet." Alvin carried his wife and laid her on the bed. He kissed Aya's whole body. Take off his clothes and his wife's clothes and throw them in any direction.

"Let's break the fast." He said as he began the activity he so longed for.