Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife

Possessive Uncle: My Beloved Little Wife
Please Handle It Yourself Sir



Alvin helped his wife sit comfortably on the sofa after dropping off the extended family to the front yard.


"Assalamualaik."


"Getishalight."


"Well, it's coming. Sit sit.."Aya welcomed the arrival of workers at her home.


"Minal Aidzin wal Faidzin's. We apologize for being born. Happy Eid Al-Fitr." They say.


"Yes. Happy feast day too." Said Aya welcoming their salamans and hugs one by one.


"The man, don't. Salaman can't either." Alvin said firmly.


"Good sir."


"Honey. Salaman Sama Om with his aunt dong."


"Yes, Mother."


"Zam the same Ara apologized Uncle. Aunty." the two kissed their hands one by one.


"Yes young master. Young miss. Aunts and Uncles also apologized if there was any intentional or unintentional mistake."


"Yes Uncle. Aunty."


They are very impressed with the way Aya educates her children. The value of courtesy and honesty is always instilled with soft advice. No wonder her two children are so kind and respectful to others. Even though they were only a servant and a housekeeper here. But the twins are very polite when talking.


"Mrs. Mistress's feet why?" Ask them to realize something.


"Ah. Just fell down."


"Still sick, madam?"


"No. Sometimes it just hurts a little."


"May I heal quickly Madam."


"Thank you."


"Mrs we were brought by by. Hope you like." put the box box on the table.


"Thank you. I will open up later. You guys just rest. Must be tired."


"Same as Madam. Excuse me."


"Yes." Yeah."


"Mothers. Can it be opened?"


"Open up, baby." Zam and Ara opened it with vigor.


"Don't eat that indiscriminately." Said Alvin looking at the box full of food he didn't know.


"Why do I want to try."


"But Yang..."


"We should appreciate the gifts of others."


"What is this mother?" ask Ara confused.


"Mom doesn't know either. There's no writing, dear?"


"There was. Dodol Garut's. Can you eat?"


"Well, read it well. May darling. Eat it."


"Mom would try not. Zam's a bribe."


"May you love." Zam feeds Aya.


"Sugary."


"Mother ate this first?"


"Yes dear."


They taste a variety of food. Alvin just kept quiet and watched. He could not bear to forbid his wife because he saw Aya was so happy with the simple food.


In the afternoon Alvin sat with his wife on a park bench while looking after Zam and Ara who were cycling. They are very fast, even though only a few days of learning.


"I want to ride a bike."


"No need for your feet to hurt."


"You're cured, can you dong Mas?" Ask with sparkling eyes.


"Those four of you I can't ride a bike."


"What is the importance of riding a bike? If you go anywhere you don't use a bike."


"But I want to."


Alvin kissed his wife's lips to be quiet.


"Ih. If anyone sees how."


Alvin smiled and kissed Aya's lips many times.


"Mas." Whimpering.


"You're funny like this. I'm so upset." Pinched both of his wife's cheeks.


"Ih. Leasin."


"Yes yes."


Alvin leaned his wife's head against the chest of his field. He clasped Aya's hand and rubbed her gently.


"Which?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Let's go on a honeymoon."


Aya looked up at her husband then looked straight ahead.


"Why did you come and talk about it?"


"I want a honeymoon with you. What else is it? The honeymoon two. Returns remain both. You know what I mean, right?"


"Children. I can't be far from them. You don't always do that honeymoon either. What difference?"


"He is different. The mood and sensation are different. How do you want us to travel around Europe? our son's going to leave it to your Mommy. He must be smart."


"Not Mas. I can't. The child must remain the same as me. They'll be in school soon, too."


"Yasudah that is. But you have to promise me one thing. Instead of."


"What the hell is that. Count once."


"This is a condition of me. First, you have to shower with me or bathe me every day."


"But.." Alvin kissed his wife's lips again.


"I haven't finished Yang" she said with a smiling win looking at Aya's sullen face due to her arriving actions.


"Second, you have to bribe me. Third, you must elus my head before going to bed. Fourth, you should sleep on top of me while hugging me. The fifth...."


"A lot of it." Cut Aya.


"This is the last and most important. You have to give me the morning kiss reply I give you every morning."


"Good God, why is it in all of you?"


"Had it done. It would be your sin to argue with the husband."


"Don't be weird. Where can I. Ah....you there is nothing." said Aya annoyed with the behavior of her husband.


"Later tonight we try. Your body is light."


"Basic pervert."


"Essum same wife herself what's wrong? Anyway." Alvin felt Aya's feet up to her face.


"All this. Belongs to me a." He said in a sensual tone.


"You don't believe it? I can prove it right now." Alvin's whisper made Aya shudder in horror.


"I can even do it many times until you fall asleep exhausted."


"Isa...You think it's mute."


"Who has a body made opium. You know it isn't. Not touching you made me feel tormented. Your body's scent...."


Alvin inhales his wife's fragrant scent inside.


"Intoxicating."


Aya smiled obliquely. She faced her husband and eroded the distance between them. His hand slipped onto Alvin's shirt stroking gently the chest of his field. Alvin closed his eyes enjoying every touch his wife gave him. "Yes." He said he couldn't take it anymore. Aya continued to feel her husband's body and brought her face closer to Alvin's ears.


"Please take care of yourself, sir." Bisik Aya saw her son coming. Alvin grumbled annoyed at the behavior of the wife who played tricks on him. "Next night I won't let you sleep." Mumbled slowly.