Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

To Bind It

Alvin's car stopped in the courtyard of a luxury home after a 45-minute drive.

"This is our new home. You likey?"

Alvin asked his wife to enter the house.

"Yes." Yeah." Aya replied while looking around. The dominance of white color is very suitable with furniture that is so elegant. Everything is neat, very neat even.

"I'm taking you around. Do you want to go now or do you want to rest?"

"Now. I'm not tired of it."

Alvin invites Aya to look at the whole room. Starting from the family room, kitchen and everything without being missed. Aya found a lot of photos of her second wedding are displayed on the wall every corner. So much, that Aya herself got tired of seeing it.

Both of them moved to the backyard. There is a large swimming pool there and a gazebo with beautiful flower plants that propagate in its dome.

Finished going around Alvin taking his wife to the room. The man opened his window wide so that the fresh air out there could enter. Aya walked outside enjoying the beautiful view from the balcony. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the fresh air in the morning. A pair of burly hands were embracing her slender waist from behind. "You likey?" Alvin asked, tightening his arms.

"This is special for you. I designed this house myself."

"Thank you. I like it."

"same. Whatever I'm gonna do. To make you happy." Alvin turned his body. Kiss those little lips gently.

"You make my wife tired of having to bother cooking. If you come here bring food dong. Don't bring anything you can't eat." Canda Alvin at lunch with the extended family in her new home.

"You didn't help her eat tired." Grandma said blame.

"I'm helping. But it's diomelin."

"You've been looking for ART, haven't you Vin?"

"That's it. It will be a little later that day they come."

"It's good." Mommy says.

After lunch, everyone gathered in the living room to have a light chat.

"Where did you learn to cook?"

"Read Dad's recipe book. Ain't it good?"

"Sister, it's delicious." Ano said excitedly.

"Vin, you've built a house far away."

"Not far away. It's just how many minutes from my apartment."

"Keep away."

"Lumayan. But it's also not far away."

Adam looked at his sister who had just been quiet. The girl only occasionally smiled and answered their questions briefly. Adam realized all this was hard for Aya. But he can't do anything to help.

"We go home first." Everyone hugged Aya in turn. For so long as not willing to be far away.

"Yes. Take care."

"So my son is good." Said Papa Aya patting the shoulder of the younger brother who is now his son-in-law.

"Your husband." Alvin sat down beside Aya while handing her a glass of milk.

"Thank you."

"The same." Alvin kissed his wife several times and spread his head on Aya's thigh. He gently stroked the stomach of his wife who was busy spending milk. His burly hands hugged his wife's waist until her face stuck to Aya's flat stomach. He stuck his head.

"I'm tickled to know." Aya complained about her husband's actions.

Alvin stopped the action and switched to kissing with a kiss several times. "You'll be there soon, baby. To tie it up." His mind while smiling.

The sound of the house bell ringing. Alvin grumbled, swearing in his heart because he felt disturbed when he was with his wife.

"Awas. I'll take a look."

"Let me be the one." Alvin is still in the same position.

"It's a cepet bouquet. It's not good to make people wait."

"Yes yes." Alvin said he hurried to obey his wife's orders.

Not long ago Alvin left Aya. The man came back but not alone. He came with a few people trailing behind him. They lined up neatly facing Alvin who was in front of him while Aya did not move from her seat. Her beautiful eyes were watching everyone. About 12 women are about half a century old and 13 men with well-built bodies at the age of their husbands. 'Are they the workers in question?' inner Aya. If it is true...Aya widened her eyes. 'A lot of it.' Aya said still in her heart.

"Sore." Sapa Alvin with his baritone voice looked firm and authoritative.

"More Mr." Answer them in unison.

"The one sitting there is my wife." Alvin pointed to his wife.

They glanced briefly and pensively briefly admired the beauty of her master before greeting.

"Good afternoon, madam."

"Good afternoon." Aya replied gently while smiling kindly.

"I'm sure you've read the assignment on the contract before. I need to reiterate it again. Your priority working here is my wife. Serve my wife well. Everything my wife can and cannot eat should always be looked at. Because he has some allergies. Including dust, so make sure the house is clean without any dust. And again, don't let anyone enter the house. Including don't let my wife out, whatever the reason is." Obviously Alvin is long. Aya nodded at her husband's last words. But he will ask later.

"You can work later. Now rest. To the room that has been reserved for each person."

"Okay sir" they said as they dispersed.

"What the hell. I can't go out. Am I a prisoner?" Aya's protest against her husband.

"Honey this is for your good."

"Keep what. I'm..."

Alvin hugged Aya tightly not giving the wife a chance to finish her sentence.

"I said you can't come out and you have to obey. I'm your husband. I deserve to be in you. I don't want to lose you again."

"This is not how it works.." Lirih Aya's.

"You're wrong, baby. This is the only way to keep you by my side."

Alvin cupped his wife's face until the eyes of the two stared at each other. Alvin's bead eyes were so softly fixed on his wife's greenish blue bead. "The reason for all this is just one. Because you're mine and always will be." He said then kissed Aya's lips greedily.