Possessive Love
Sensitive 2

"Thank God nothing serious, it seems Mr. Anton is just exhausted. For a while, Anton should bedrest first, not too much activity" explained a doctor of high stature, after checking Anton's condition.

"Thank God .. thank you, Doc," said David smiling happily, and with Aretha and her mother who were relieved to hear the doctor's statement that was not too worrying.

After the doctor explained some of the results of his medical examination, he immediately left the house.

After a few minutes, Aretha seemed to bring a bowl of porridge to the papi. "The fire eats first, yes," he said, taking the bowl of porridge from the tray that was lying on the nightstand, beside the bed.

"The fire isn't hungry yet, son," Anton replied. Actually not because of hunger, but because it feels bad to eat. It felt like anything that went into his mouth was bitter and tasteless. It is common for people who are sick.

"But Papi should eat. I've been working hard, Pi, make this porridge special for Papi," replied Aretha did not want to know.

"What do you have to say?" anton asked as if there was something hard to believe.

"I mean Papi?" Aretha looked confused.

"So whose porridge did it?" Anton seemed to be making sure.

Aretha looked at the face of the papi, then smiled broadly. "I made it, Papi has to try my cooking" he replied.

"Papi's good at cooking now?" Anton seemed to be smiling.

"Sure!" Aretha was so sure of his words. He hopes the papi likes the porridge that he cooks especially for him.

Aretha immediately fed her papi with the porridge.

"Hmmm .. so good, honey, your porridge," praised Anton, after a spoonful of porridge had escaped into his stomach. Whether it was true or indeed because he just wanted to make his daughter happy, but the papi really seemed to enjoy the porridge, as if it really tasted good.

Aretha smiled happily. "The fire must eat a lot, so that it heals quickly" he said.

Aretha kept doing that over and over again until the porridge ran out. While David went nowhere. Since the doctor's departure, he suddenly disappeared from the room, somewhere he went.

After Aretha finished feeding her papi, she intended to get out of the room immediately.

"I'll stay a while, Pi. Papi rest first," said Aretha saying goodbye.

"Yes, Honey. Thank you, son," said Anton.

Aretha immediately came out of the room with a tray of empty bowls and glasses. He took that thing to the kitchen. The mother and her domestic assistant were busy with cooking. Immediately the smell of cooking spread in the room.

"Hmmm ... how wonderful the cuisine is! What's your aunt cooking?" Aretha seemed to praise the smell of cooking that broke through her nostrils.

Carmila and her domestic assistant seemed to be smiling, in response.

"Mi, have you seen David?" aretha asked, after she had just put the bowl in the dishwasher.

"It seems like it was in front" Carmila replied

"I want to meet David mas first yes, Mi," said Aretha. He immediately approached the front room, hoping David was still there.

Sure enough, David seemed to be sitting on the sofa while playing his dress.

Aretha immediately approached him, then sat down beside the man.

"Mas," call Aretha slowly.

David seemed to shift his focus towards his wife. "Darling, is it over?" tanyanya while putting the flat object into her pants pocket.

"Already, Mas. What are you again?" Aretha put her hand on her husband's arm spoiled.

"Wait for you," answered David with a teasing smile, causing Aretha to pop her lips, then remove her hand from David's arm.

David just smelled his smile and didn't care much about it.

"What about papi, he wants to eat?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah papi wants to eat, when I know that the porridge I made," replied Aretha while grinning happily. "Papi said, the porridge is good, keep the papi eating until it runs out" he said.

David seemed happy to see it. "Stay maintain health, from now on you do not work too much" he said while slightly scrambling his wife's hair.

"Cooking is not exhausting, Mas" replied Aretha.

"I still don't like it to be excessive" David objected.

Although Aretha began to like the job, but for the near future he did not want if the wife did it excessively, because obviously it would make him exhausted and could interfere with his health. Apparently, he really wants to keep the fetus in the stomach of the wife with extra care.

"I can take good care of myself, Mom. You don't have to worry so much." Aretha tried to give understanding to her husband.

"If you are not being khilaf, I don't know if you are being khilaf," David replied as if he did not believe.

"Ck! This is my son, my mother. How could I possibly be careless that could harm her," Aretha annoyed.

"Mas, can I ask you something?" Aretha seemed to ask permission.

David raised his eyebrows. "Ask what?" tanyakanya.

Aretha was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking first, what would she ask.

"Mmm... Have you been friends with Dr. Dara for a long time?" ask Aretha doubtfully. She looked up and looked up at her husband full of questions.

Yes, regarding the relationship of David and Dara, he has not been so much about it, because indeed he has never asked directly about it. For some reason, every time he would ask, he always forgot.

After that day they met in an accidental way, suddenly Aretha's heart began to be moved to know the figure more deeply, according to what her husband knew.

David let go of his grip, then focused his gaze forward. He sighed for a moment. "She was my high school friend when I was in high school" she replied, which Aretha would have known if it was that.

"She's beautiful yes, Mas," she said, either real praise or just wanted to test the husband's response.

However, as for what he said, it was true. It seems everyone also knows that Dara is a very beautiful young doctor.

David smiled, then looked to the side. "You are prettier in my opinion" he replied.

Aretha put on a flat expression, neither showing likes nor dislikes with David's answer.

"You used to be close friends, huh?" ask Aretha again.

"Hhh?" David gasped, then laughed.

"Lho, why?" Aretha looked astonished.

David immediately stopped his laughter. "So, it was me and Dara rivals in school, we were always fighting for 1st in class, but I always won. I've only lost one time to him" explained David.

"That means?" Aretha looked questioningly. Really he could not digest a definite answer from David's explanation.

"You mean?" David was confused. He slightly scrunched his forehead with a slightly inclined head.

"Still the same question," replied Aretha giving the code.

David smiled flatly. "Geez, honey .. I'm not close to him at all. Ye know? In the past, the appearance of him was very geeky, hair pinched in two, continued plus round glasses and also large, dear not what kind of face? It's completely different from now. Now he's much better than he used to be. I didn't even recognize him when I first met him" David explained at length.

"So, now she's prettier?" Aretha began to stare dislikely.

"Yes, like you said," David replied as if without burden.

"So you're getting close?" aretha's stern chirps make David buyak not believe if the wife will think like that.

"You mean?" david asked confused.

"It sucks you, Mom! I'm Upset!" Aretha immediately moved from her seat. David looked nervous in the midst of his confusion.

"Lho, honey, that's not what I mean" cried David. However, Aretha did not care one bit.

"Well, I think I said it wrong" murmured David.

***

Aretha seemed to go to her room, then sat on the sofa that was in the room with a sullen facial expression. David really pissed him off. How could he say that the woman was beautiful in front of his own wife? Really sucks, he thought.

"So said I was the prettier one, but he also admitted that Dara's doctor was also beautiful. Not consistently! I'm upset with you, Mom. Can't keep wife's feelings. If you're supposed to take care of my feelings, don't say it like that. Yeah ... At least, you said you weren't much prettier than me, or what," Aretha grumbled as she played her dress.

"It turns out all his words were lies, he just deliberately mumbled me! Iiii ... UPSET!!!" later growled.

Without realizing that David had noticed it from the door of the room. She seemed to be smiling when she heard what the wife said about the negative side of her.

It really didn't mean that. I don't know why Aretha looked so sensitive that day. In fact, he himself was confused where the error in his speech lay.

It is true, he heeded the words of Aretha who stated that Dara was beautiful, but that does not mean that she was much more beautiful than him. And just because of that one sentence, Aretha blamed him? That was really funny to him.

In the middle of his daydreaming activities, suddenly someone held David's back, making the man gasp, then turned his head.

"Patience, pregnant women are mostly like that, be careful when talking, slip a little, the consequences can be fatal," explained the mother-in-law who was suddenly behind him, I don't know when he was there.

Carmila seemed to smile, then rubbed her daughter-in-law's back, before she left.

"Thank you, Mi" said David as he stared at the mother-in-law's back.

How did you know that Aretha was angry?

Without even bothering, David opened the door of the room wide, then immediately approached the wife who was sitting behind him, with a gaze that focused on the mobile screen in his hand.

"Darling," called David, when he had just stood beside the sofa, where his wife was.