Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

It's Over

"Out yuk."

"Where are you going?"

"I want to eat pizza." whined Aya.

"Don't be Yang. Eat healthy."

"But I want to."

"No. You can ask for anything else. Don't eat healthy foods that are rich."

"It was just once." Anxious Alvin immediately kissed his wife's face.

"It's better to eat fruit or something."

"I want pizza. I have not eaten in a long time. Last time I ate I forgot. So long."

"But yesterday you ate pasta."

"Pizza is different pasta."

"But..."

"Come on Om...."

Alvin pinched both cheeks of his wife's gauntlet.

"Badny damn you. Call your own husband Om. I don't want to." Alvin said while turning his face purportedly angry.

"Sorry..Sorry.husband. I want pizza. Beliin. Please..."

"Kiss first."

"OK.okay.."

Aya kissed all the parts of the face that Alvin pointed at.

"Udah ah's. Tired of knowing."

"As cover. You later. Not sensitive." Said Alvin kissing Aya's lips greedily.

"We order. Don't go out." Alvin said as he grabbed his phone.

"Add another one?"

"What?"

"I want a soda."

"No." Alvin Strictly.

"Ih..."

"Later I cancel you pesen pizza if you want soda too. You don't know how to drink soda."

"OK.OK."

After waiting for a while the pizza was on the table. Aya immediately ate voraciously. "Don't you want to?"

"Booking."

"okay."

"Why what?" Saw Aya take a new slice of pizza.

"She wants to be bribed?"

"You have someone."

"But.."

"I want your ex."

"Jude."

"It's better." Said Alvin receiving a bribe from Aya.

Aya watched her husband who looked pale.

"You're so pale. Your hands are cold, too."

Aya let go of wanting to escape from her husband's embrace but Alvin instead tightened his embrace.

"I don't know how to make it" said Alvin, trying to convince his wife not to get out of bed. He was so comfortable hugging his little wife.

"You're hot." Aya said after holding Alvin's forehead.

"I'm not papa. I just want to sleep to hurt you."

"I'm not papa Yang. You just keep me here."

"Yes yes. But let's go I'll take a little medicine."

"Back it back."

"yes yes." Aya immediately got off the bed after Alvin let go of his embrace.

Moments later he returns with warm tea and medicine for Alvin.

"Drink first." Aya helped her husband take the medicine.

"Thank you."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where are you going?"

"To the kitchen."

"Your work. Husband's sick even in residence."

"I'm just going to the kitchen."

"menin me." Spoiled Alvin.

"Yes yes."

Alvin hugged his wife tightly. Feel the unparalleled comfort. A few moments later the man's breathing began to settle. Indicates you are asleep. Maybe because of the effects of drugs that make him fall asleep quickly. Aya let go of her husband's embrace slowly so as not to wake up. She got out of bed and fixed her husband's blanket to warm.

Now Aya is in the kitchen to make porridge. His activities stopped for a moment thinking about his life. He sat on one of the chairs while propping up his chin. He had dreams like a teenager in general. Having friends, painting his own young stories. Enjoy the beauty of adolescence. But his hopes were dashed. You could say he was so depressed. Since childhood his life is not free like people in general. His life was limited to school, going home and being with family. Family is the thing she loves the most. But he also needs to feel how to be like those who can have fun out there. Aya sometimes understand the attitude of her family but sometimes also terbesit thoughts about those who are so limiting her movements. And now she has become a wife. 'It's over' Her inner self imagines herself to be in charge as a wife now. His freedom is automatically absent. Moreover, Alvin is the person who most constrained her and is now her husband. Thinking of all that made his head slightly throb. He woke up and continued his activities.

"Away awake?" Ask Aya while entering the room.

"Where are you from? alvin Buru asked to help his wife with a tray.

"I make porridge. I haven't eaten."

"I'm sleeping a little uncomfortable."

"That's all, that's how sleep pules."

"Yes but if you don't hug you it feels less."

"already ah. It's eaten."

"Booking."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have you eaten?" Alvin asked in between his meals.

"I'm still full. You were feeding fruit and drinking milk too."

"Let's be healthy should eat the same fruit drink milk."

"But how is the milk that you often make different from the same as before?"

"Then anyway? it's the same." Alvin replied casually but was actually hiding something.

"Yes kali. Maybe my tongue." Said Aya continuing to feed her husband.

"Our house is in a week. We can move there."

"Yes. Not far from here?"

"Lumayan. That house is also me under your name."

"Now that. Your treasure is exhausted in all of me. I don't work until I'm rich."

"That's proof of my love for you."

"Ep..I want to say something."

"What?"

"I can work."

"No." replied Alvin firmly.

"You don't have to work. Your treasure will not run out of dozens of derivatives or anything like that. So don't work. Enough to be my wife. Don't work. You know there are so many men out there who want you. They can do anything to have you. Including kidnapping you like you used to. And I'm not gonna let that." Obviously Alvin was at length hugging his wife because the trauma would be lost.

"alright. I'm not going to work."

"Thank you for understanding." Alvin kisses his wife's lips.