Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

Here's How to Make It

A girl looks beautiful with her makeup. He looked at himself in front of the large mirror in the room. Her flat face did not show a happy or sad expression on her wedding day. "Are you ready, baby?" A woman approached him.

"Mommy interweaves." He held the girl's hand. All eyes were on him. Looks perfect with a white kebaya attached to his body. Aya sat next to Alvin 'Husband's candidate.' He looked blankly ahead. Only the voices of people entered his mind. " I accepted the marriage and marriage of Araya Syailendra Alexander bint Kenan Syailendra Alexander with a set of prayer tools and all my wealth was paid in cash." Alvin said aloud to make everyone there silent for a moment before saying the word SAH. The two put rings on each other. He kissed Alvin's hand. One kiss landed on Aya's forehead. This time the girl felt a different way, Usually that kiss from her Om now changed status to her husband.

"Good darling." Say everyone to Aya. Only a smile can she give. It was impossible to show his sad face to everyone. Especially Mommy. He did not want to burden the woman's mind with his sadness.

Aya was already in the room followed by Alvin a few seconds later. He hugged his wife from behind. Then turned the tiny body and landed a kiss on Aya's lips. He can't refuse. Alvin is now her husband. Rejecting a husband means sin. Aya is not a religious expert. But for this kind of thing he knows enough. "Wanna eat?" Tanya Alvin softly.

"Not hungry. I'm gonna change my clothes first."

"Yes. After that we rest for a while. There's still reception tonight."

"Yes." Yeah."

Alvin held his wife who was asleep a while ago. He did not expect his dream to come true. Nothing is happier than today.

Aya looks beautiful wrapped in a long white dress complete with the husband who wears tuxedo in matching colors.The two enter the reception area is so luxurious. It is dominated by white which symbolizes purity. Aya sure the costs incurred for this marriage are not small. All eyes looked at both. Alvin held his wife's hand tightly. Walk side by side towards the throne.

"You sure ain't nginep first. It's the night, Lo." Grandma asked Aya and Alvin who were already preparing to leave.

"No, we're going back to the apartment."

"Tomorrow could Vin. Your wife must be tired."

"Ga papa is. I want to too."

"Judek. Take care of me."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Looking around a lot, baby."

"Yes Mom. Mommy don't cry."

"Sister. I often do."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Beauty heart."

"Yes Ma."

They hug and kiss Aya before the girl leaves with her husband.

"Come By."

Both of them entered the car and drove away leaving everyone who was still loyal there.

Alvin holds Aya's hand into her apartment.

"It's a shame we lived here for a while. When the house is ready, we'll move."

"Yes.

"Darling I want to talk to you?" Alvin leads Aya to sit on the sofa.

"It's for you."

"This is what Om?" aya asked confusedly.

"That's the certificate of all the treasures I've moved to name you. You keep it."

"This is a testament to the seriousness. Proof that I really love you." Alvin gently stroked Aya's face.

"It's overkill."

"Not at all."

"Om just keep it."

"All right." Alvin kissed Aya's lips.

"Don't call me Om. I'm your husband."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Mas might be better."

"I'll try." Obey Aya because she does not want to sin to be a wife.

"Thank you, darling." Alvin said he kissed Aya tubi.

"This is his pajama." Said Aya handing it to Alvin.

"Thank you."

"The same."

Alvin has changed clothes immediately following Aya while bringing warm milk for his wife. "This milk is drunk dear."

"Yes." Yeah."

Alvin's getting on the bed. Lying his fist on the thigh of the wife who was leaning. His hand went down Aya's nightgown. "Mas I want spaghetti" said Aya arrived. "Anything else, huh?" Tawar Alvin stroked his wife's smooth stomach. "Again."

"All right." Alvin answered and kissed Aya's lips.

Alvin returned to his room after following his wife's wishes. He saw Aya who had fallen asleep on the bed. "Fragal." her inner. He wouldn't wake his wife because Alvin knew she was so tired. He does not want to be selfish. He must be understanding. He did not want to make his wife disappointed especially Aya did not love him. He doesn't want to lose. Alvin climbed into the bed hugging Aya and kissed every inch of her face without being missed. He sucked his head into the recess of the neck the wife kissed, took a sip, gave a trace of his possession there and in some parts of the chest.

'Maybe tomorrow.' Inner Alvin. "Good sleep, my wife" said Alvin, kissing Aya's lips.

"Wake up and pray first." Aya wakes up Alvin who is still asleep hugging her.

"Yes dear." Alvin and Aya head to the bathroom to wash their faces and get some water. Aya who was folding her face was surprised because there were red patches on her neck and chest. "The gas in our room has mosquitoes?"

Alvin hugged his wife from behind. Pay attention to their reflection from the mirror that is right in front of the two. "Nothing." Alvin replied with a smile at Aya's innocence.

"Why my neck?"

"That's not a mosquito."

"Then?" Aya's question was still confused.

"How to make it." Alvin turned Aya's body around. Align his head to the chest of the girl and repeat again what was done last night. "Gosh my god." Mumbles Aya with round eyes. "Ih amused." whine Aya. Alvin stopped the action. Staring at Aya with his mischievous smile. He kissed his wife's lips and **********. A hot kiss occurs between the two because of Alvin. "Sweet" said Alvin, letting go of his kiss and continuing. Aya pinched her husband's waist in pain.

"I want to cook."

"Dear very bad, anyway. Any minute. I still want to."

"No." Aya said passed away.