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Examples of Possessive Husbands

One year later

“You want me to drop off?” bargain Yudha when his wife was about to go to college in the morning.

Yes, Vita in recent months has begun to continue his education at LB University majoring in Boga.

The main reason, because in the future Vita wants to start his business in the culinary field. This is what the family plans and fully supports. Incidentally, there is Ratih who is now willing to become a baby sitter for Rayyan. So he won't be too troubled anymore.

“Bby,” replied Vita without looking at Yudha. She was busy putting herself in front of the mirror.

Not fond of being ignored, Yudha took the lipstick of his wife who was being worn.

“Why taken?” Vita looked at the perpetrator.

“Don't be too pretty. Can't.”

“But I just wore it in half, Mas Yudha .. This looks so strange later.”

“Do not this color, too bright.” The possessive husband opened the drawer and chose the softest color among others. “This is it.”

“Just say Mas Yudha is jealous, right?” point at him with a soft look.

“Ayo, wear. Remove that one,” point Yudha towards the lips with a piece of tissue. Yudha's face changed. Like holding back an upset.

“Mas Yudha why, anyway?” muttered Vita while receiving the light red lipstick.

“This, red-red that is not too obvious,” point Yudha again in the cheek area that blushes and increasingly makes Vita become pouting.

“It's already thin-thin loh, wear it.”

“Vita!” threaten Yudha with sharpened eyes so that she will obey her words.

It was clear that Yudha was jealous, because Vita had many male friends on her campus. If his wife had almost the perfect life of him; a long-lasting husband, a healthy child and a good family—but the grass of the neighbors is always greener and wilder, so to speak.

Yudha was still very young considering that Vita was still very young, and what he met was certainly so.

Not that he does not believe, but temptation will always be there. Vita will probably never intend to mislead, but if others like it for example?

If only that person had any sense. Lf it doesn't? Any way will be done.

Ah, but it's her own fault that she used to allow Vita to continue her education. But by the way, why is his mind so loud?

“Wear ordinary clothes, do not overdo it,” Yudha said again.

Vita held her breath, “Mas Yudha .. I'm going to college, not washing dishes. It's only natural that I wear different clothes. Later everyone can be surprised if I come wearing a negligee.”

After Vita said this, Yudha came out from hearing Rayyan's cry. The boy is probably looking for his mother.

Vita immediately finished her activities and put her makeup equipment to its original place. So that he does not go back and forth into the room again, he simultaneously put a cell phone, book and some other necessities into the bag. Before she finally followed her husband out of the room.

“Why?” ask Vita to Rayyan who is currently being pacified by Yudha.

“Ma—ma ...,” whining the toddler with mumblings that are less clear because they are accompanied by crying. Both hands are outstretched, asking to be embraced by his mother.

Vita takes him to the dinner table because he also has to do breakfast. “Same customers Mama?”

Rayyan did not answer, but her cries grew louder.

“Ask what he is, Mas?”

Yudha just put her shoulders down. He was still upset at the thought of his wife's overly beautiful appearance. ‘Be careful if anyone dares to tease you there, I'll poke his eyes out!’

I don't know when Yudha got this short bowel. He felt himself to be angry.

“Or Dede hungry, want mam?”

Rayyan simply nodded and pointed her finger at the food on the plate. Maybe he's fussy because his stomach is hungry. Certainly if not a close family, would never know what the child wants if he was crying. Ray is still one year old, he can only mention his mother and father, that is sometimes not too clear.

“Kok not ready?” vita asked, looking at her husband who was standing watching. “She said she'd take me?”

“Hmm.”

“Why is that so, Mas? Is my appearance still wrong?”

Yudha.

“Excuse me..,” said Bi Retno put food on the table. No wonder there is meat soup in the morning. It's her sister-in-law's favorite meal.

“Please, Bi.”

But suddenly ....

Hoek!

Yudha closed her mouth as she smelled the soup. She ran quickly into the guest bathroom, because it was the closest one.

“Bi, please Ray for a moment yes, Bi,” said Vita to stand up and move her child. “My husband is in the wind.”

“Iya, Non. Here, Nang. Same Aunt, yes ...”

Vita immediately approached Yudha with a bottle of eucalyptus oil. Then immediately help gently massage his nape.

“Remove that soup from the table,” he said so looking up.

“What's wrong?”

“I don't like it.”

“Since when? Usually it's okay too. No problem.”

“Since now.”

“Yes Allah, Mas. Strange things you've been doing lately.” Vita calls from the bathroom. “Ratih, Train!”

“Iya, Non!” Ratih replied in a rather loud voice as well.

“Save the soup Mas Alif it in the kitchen first yes.”

“Good, Non.” Without asking the reason, the girl just obeyed the order of her master.

Upon his return from inside, Yudha again entered the room to be replaced by his wife's clothes— because the clothes worn previously wet splashed water.

“This what? Don't make me drink it!” yudha asked the eucalyptus oil that Vita had brought. Because of its large size, so he thought that it was a bottled drink.

“Who told you to drink this,” Vita responded with all the patience he had. “This is eucalyptus oil. If you want to drink, gallon water is also a lot.”

Yudha laid her body on the bed. Letting his feet hang. The man massaged his temple because his head felt throbbing pain.

“If sick, Mas Yudha can take off first.”

“What's up, son? Said Aunt, Yudha sick?” ask Umi Ros to come into the room. To ascertain the state of his son.

“Yes, this is vomiting, his head also hurts like,” Vita replied. Paying attention to her mother-in-law ensures the state of her son by touching the head, neck and stomach.

“The body is indeed rather warm,” Umi said later. “Then when is this?”

Yudha. But I remember it was more weekly. Not only that, his mood is also easily damaged by small things. Sensitively.

“Before, Umi call the doctor, yes.”

“Thank you Umi,” said Vita.

“Sama-sama, Son,” reply Umi. But when he saw the appearance of Vita who was tidy he then asked, “You want to leave?”

“It was so, but if Mas Yudha's situation is like this, I can be absent first, Mi.”

“It's okay, you just leave with Mr. Driver, later let Umi take care of it.”

Vita looked at her mother-in-law for approval once again. Until shortly afterwards, he saw the nod of the head— made him calmer as he left.

But when he arrived at the campus, Uminya reported that Yudha had been examined and she was doing well. There is no sign of any disease.

“Basic mode, surely you are so that I take off ‘kan? I've memorized your weird one.”

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To be continued.