Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

It's so much fun

Alvin nagged everything, both workers and their children. The man was very upset that he did not find his wife at home after work.

"You all how the hell. You guys are home. When my wife goes where she doesn't know. Which bodyguard I asked also did not follow again. You three are the same. Your mother's time where you didn't understand."

"Sorry Mr. Madam insisted on bringing her own car. Madam said it was Mr.'s permission."

"Yes but you have an obligation to follow wherever my wife goes."

"Dad. We just got home, too. Daritadi we call Mom also not connect."

"Huh. Just the same," said Alvin leaving them.

Aya smiled now. The woman was busy enjoying her own time by walking the street. He looks beautiful with jeans, sneakers, shirts and shirts that are not buttoned right. Aya tasted all the food that was so tempting. He also visited various places that he found interesting. The woman enjoyed her missed youth first.

"God. It's so fun." He muttered very happily. He even deliberately turned off his phone so that no one would interfere.

Aya photographed all the sights that caught her attention with the camera she brought. His hobby in the field of photography must be pent up because he was hurriedly married to Alvin. Especially when teenagers also do not get the freedom to explore the outside world which he thought was so beautiful.

A simple ramen shop caught his attention. The owner is Japanese but also listed halal label there. So Aya did not hesitate to taste. The mother-of-three rushed to order and sat among the quite crowded customers. They smiled greeting Aya and in a friendly reply.

"Ominogashinaku(Please Miss)." Said the owner presenting directly to Aya.

"Arigatozaimasu (thank you Master)"

"Misu wa nihongo ga ryuchodesu(Nona is fluent in Japanese) he said in surprise.

"Sukoshidake(just a little)"

"But Miss's accent looks a lot like Japanese."

"Master could have." The old man accompanied Aya to eat while inviting a chat.

Alvin and his son realized that they were waiting for Aya but never got news. The man had already contacted all the families and did things in various ways but there was no result.

"Assalamualaik." Aya entered the house directly in the arms of her husband and children.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Where's my mom from?"

"Where are you from. I'm worried about knowing."

"I'm out for a minute."

"What are we waiting for is 4 hours. In part why hp pake diati all."

"What time?" Ask Aya without sin.

"You're wearing gini rich. Looking for a new husband?"

"What the hell is Mas? when I walk the street with a short skirt. You'll be angry."

"You ah." Alvin left them.

"Mothers. Dad's lashing out."

"Let. It will be good on its own. Sit first. I'm tired."

"Where was your mother from?" Daniel asked after they sat down on the sofa together.

"Mother from the street. Look, Mom photos a lot of good places."

"Yes. Why not be a photographer."

"Dad doesn't give permission."

"Mothers. It's too bad."

"Yes. Your mother is poor, son. Not like you guys who get freedom. Starting from Oma, Opa, Dad and the Om you're holding Mom." Aya said dramatizing.

"Overr...Don't be sad, Mother. Now enjoy the missed youth. You have to be free."

Said Ara encouragingly.

"Now that is." Zam protest whose thinking is the same as that of the Father.

"Why the hell brother. Mama should be happy. Eat it Ara support everything you want." Ara took her mother TOS.

"Mom agrees with you." He said to the girl who was a bit of a bar.

"How are you, Niel?"

"What is it, brother?"

"You support them?"

"Daniel team neutral." The answer made their laughter break.

Alvin realized that he was waiting for his wife but never came. He deliberately left earlier to be followed by his wife. But what now. His wife did not come. The door of the room opened He was ready with his pouting face to be seduced by Aya. Alvin's hopes are dashed. Not Aya, but Zam came.

"Dad."

"Hm."

"Ga papa."

"yeah. Daddy's snambing, huh?"

"Tau ah's. Where the hell is your mother. Her husband didn't come either."

"Did you ask Mom to seduce you?"

"Pengen know. What's up here?"

"Zam wants to pinjem Flashdisk Daddy. Flashdisk Zam doesn't fit."

"On the work desk. Take the one that is still in the pack. Not wrapped, don't. It's all important documents."

"Ok Well. Thanks." Thanks."

"Hold on hold."

"Yes yeah."

"Where's mom?"

"Magain print the photo below."

"oh."

"Jaudah Zam down first yeah."

"Yes." Yeah."

Zam approached his mother after coming from his father's office. "Mothers. Dad snambed it. He said to ask at Mother's seduce."

"Belvin. The old man also mengambek Mulu."

said Aya continued her activities.

Aya approached her husband who was sitting pouting while reading a magazine in the room. He noticed Alvin's movements with his hands supporting his head. The man was wrong to look at his wife.

"Mas."

"Hm."

"You're craving?"

"No."

"Why is that pouting?"

"Father." Alvin replied annoyed with his insensitive wife.

"Yaudah, just pout. You're getting hotter with that frown."

Alvin closed his magazine and hugged his wife. He lifted Aya up to sit on her lap. Alvin kisses his wife's lips greedily.

"Say's lashing."

"Tau ah's. You, the husband is not even wooed."

"So it was. Zam said he said Dad asked to be seduced. Yaudah I seduce."

"The seducer's time is so."

"It's usually like this."

"Tau ah's. I'm still crashing now."

"Udah nyerobot lips people still crave too."

"You ah."

"Ouch. Don't sulk my dear husband. Good, considerate, handsome, rich and lots of money."

"Same money is the same."

"Yes intentionally. To define you as rich." Aya hugged her husband.

"still craving?"

"Where can I take so long with you? I love you My wife." Said Alvin replying to his wife's embrace.

"I love you too my Uncle." Said Aya.

"You're naughty." Alvin tightened his embrace.