Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

"Ouch"

Aya entered her son's second room. Just a few steps through the door. "Brugs.." He fell because he slipped on a toy that was scattered. "est..." He groaned while grimacing in pain holding onto the ankle.

"Mother." Zam and Ara ran towards her mother.

"Mom's okay?" Ask them to worry.

"Gosh Yang. You why?" Alvin asked who had just come in panic. Not giving Aya a chance to answer her son's questions.

"Where is that sick?"

"An ankle. It hurts so much."

Alvin immediately carried Aya.

"We're going to the hospital. I'm afraid why napa."

"We're coming with Dad."

"Come on."

Zam and Ara waited for Aya who was being examined outside the room anxiously. His father and the doctor had not come out yet when it had been a few hours his mother inside. Alvin left the room helping his wife walk.

"Mother." The two approached Aya.

"Is Mom still sick?"

"It's better."

"We're sorry, Mom. Because of our toys that were strewn about you falling down." Both said very sorry.

"It's okay. It will also heal. Don't be so sad." Aya smiled gently rubbing her son's tears.

"Let's go home." Alvin said coldly. He wanted to scold Zam and Ara when he got home.

After his wife fell asleep Alvin invited his son to sit in the family room.

"Sit down." His orders with a firm tone.

"Do you know what your mistake was?"

"Sorry Dad. We promise we won't do it again." Answer them while bowing.

"You broke Mom's ankle. Fortunately, his head did not hit. If yes. The result can be fatal. You know what?" Alvin snapped a little.

The two children were holding back their tears from falling.

"Sorry Dad."

"Consider your mistakes and as long as they stay in the room. Dad's your brackets."

"But Dad. We want to accompany Mom."

"Mother is resting. Don't bother."

"But Dad..."

"There is no objection. Get in the room now."

"Good Dad.."

Alvin nibbled his temple. He went from sitting to see the condition of his beloved wife.

Aya fell asleep quietly. Alvin's burly hand stroked his wife's cheek gently. Waving the hair that covered that pretty face behind the ears. Let Him do that to his children. This is done to give a deterrent effect. So they don't get careless anymore. Alvin's lips fused to Aya's tiny lips. He hugged the woman and fell asleep next to her.

"Where are kids? usually nempel continues with me." asked Aya who was being fed by her husband.

"Sleep maybe."

"Then anyway. Siesta is also common with me. It's weird."

"Udah. Continue to eat."

"They're not papa, are they?"

"No. Why why?"

"It's weird."

"I'm going to the kitchen first. Take you fruit. Don't dismount. Don't move much." Alvin commemorates his wife.

"Yes." Yeah."

After the departure of Alvin Aya get off the bed slowly. He walked slowly with his cane to the child's room.

Aya grabbed the handle of the room door. But it cannot be opened. He grabbed the key on the table and opened it.

"Mother." They raised their heads with their eyes.

Aya helped the two to sit on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Aya hugged her two children.

"We're sorry, Mom. Mom's leg hurts because of us."

"No dear. You guys aren't wrong. A heartless mother. Who locked you in the room?"

"Dad Mother. Dad wants us to reflect on our mistakes. Can't meet Mom first. Dad said I needed some rest."

Aya cried hugging her two children. She could not think of her husband who would lock her two children. Separating Mother and Child. Aya no longer understands Alvin's way of thinking.

"Mother don't cry." They said they wiped Aya's tears.

Alvin stopped his steps when he saw that the locked room was open. He was sure his wife was inside.

The man entered the child's room. He found his wife crying with her two children.

"Yes." Lirih Alvin called his wife.

Aya looked at her husband sharply.

"You're too much."

"I...."

"You don't need to be like this. Your attitude has gone too far."

"I'm sorry."

"You're wrong with them."

"Dad apologize dear." Alvin crouched down in front of his Son and Wife.

"We're sorry, too. Because of our mother's leg hurts." They say.

"Dad wants a hug." The two hugged Alvin then sat back down with his mother.

Aya feeds her two children while Alvin embraces his wife's shoulder affectionately.

"But out. You guys are pinter."

"Age. Ara. Please keep the same plate glass in the kitchen. But don't wash it. Chapped. All right, please get Daddy's laptop in the study."

"Yes Dad." Answer them directly to carry out the order.

Alvin turned his wife around quickly and kissed the tiny lips deep inside. Her hand slipped into the dress Aya stroked the flat stomach gently without releasing their still fused lips.

Alvin slid his wife's body slowly onto the sofa. He kissed his wife's chest slightly open. Leaving the reddish artwork on his former kiss. "I want it." Alvin's whisper that makes Aya's body stiffen.

Aya just kept quiet not responding to her husband, making the man more intense with his favorite activities. He began to push Aya and unbutton his wife's clothes impatiently. "The child of Mas." Said Aya slowly.

"They'll be long. I've hidden the laptop." Alvin.

"You're sneaky too."

"If not so. Where could. I want to be satisfied now."

Alvin stroked the wife's half-open upper body. He opened his shirt and threw it away. Overthrow the wife's body and....."Ouch." said Aya screeching because her legs were overlaid by the husband.

Alvin rose from the body of his wife. He's so worried now. He tidied up his clothes and sat down. "Where is that sick?"

"My legs you're overlapping. Sick tau." He said while grimacing.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" he said crouched checking his wife's feet. Alvin had to endure his desire. He did not want to force his wife with a sore leg like now. Maybe he'll ask for it tonight. In a place wider than on the couch. So much more freely. Make the wife will stay up all night enjoying the game.