Possessive Love
Cake Shop

In front of a cake shop, Aretha is seen descending from a luxury silver car driven by her personal driver Arman.

Yes, that afternoon he deliberately went out of the house just to find some cake that he wanted.

Over time, the longer, the woman's stomach is more filled, because indeed the age of the womb has reached sixteen weeks.

After going through a difficult period during a young pregnancy, she was finally able to return to feel good eating. Though before he always nauseous, when looking at food. However, lately he has always felt excessive hunger. That is why he always provides snacks for his home.

And that afternoon, he was eager for the chocolate brownie cake that he used to buy at the cake shop that had become his subscription. It just so happens that the location is not too far from where he lives.

Aretha seemed to open the glass door of the cake shop, then surrounded the room through several glass storefronts containing several types of cakes that have been arranged neatly there. The cakes look different types, both in terms of taste and shape.

"Wah ... it seems like all the cakes are delicious," he murmured inwardly.

Actually it is not difficult for the woman to make some kind of cake in the store. He was wondering how to make it. It's just that, the husband did not give him permission to do too many activities, especially his eating intake that had been disrupted. David did not want his wife's health also disrupted because of too much activity done.

Aretha had chosen some kind of brownies and cupcakes that she would take home. I don't know who's gonna eat that much cake. Looking at several different types of cakes, it seemed to make the woman want to buy all the cakes in the store. But he did not want to force himself. And finally he just dropped the option to some cake that he had brought to the cashier's table.

Aretha is seen standing in front of the cashier table, waiting for the payment transaction process. After everything was done, he went straight out of the store to his car parked in front of the store. Arman was waiting for him in the car.

It seems that Arman had not realized the existence of Aretha there, so the man did not immediately open the car door for the employer. Aretha did not want to take a headache, and it was always like that. He decided to open the car himself, without waiting for help from his personal driver.

"Mister Aretha?"

Just now Aretha was about to open the car, suddenly, a woman greeted him. Aretha instantly twisted her body, looking for a figure that had that voice.

"Doctor Dara?" Aretha was a little surprised when she found Dara who seemed to have just exited the red car parked right next to her car.

"Only alone?" dara asked as she rolled her eyes in several directions, as if looking for another figure.

"Beco—"

"Same David?" Dara seemed enthusiastic, so without realizing it, she had cut off Aretha's talk.

Aretha was a little surprised. He seemed to wrinkle his forehead, was silent for a while, then forced a little of his laughter, trying to remain elegant in front of the woman.

"No. David is still in the office. I was escorted by a driver" Aretha replied.

Dara seemed to nod her head, as if understanding.

"You're going home yet?" ask Dara later.

"Yes" Aretha briefed, nodding his head slowly. "My place of residence around here, if the doctor doesn't mind, please stop by first" he added.

"Oh .. Yes, thank you in advance. But, incidentally after this I still have other business. Maybe another time. Coincidentally my house is also still around here," replied Dara.

"Oh, huh? How come we never met before, huh? Aretha looked surprised to hear that.

"Yes, and only this time did God predestine us to meet here" Dara replied.

Aretha smiled wryly in response. "Alright, then I say goodbye, Doc. Excuse me," he said goodbye.

"good. Careful, yes," replied Dara who also appeared to be smiling.

***

Elsewhere, at David's corporate office. David is seen talking to his two best friends Richard and Rendy. A few minutes ago, they just finished a meeting to discuss the continuation of their cooperation in building a company that will be engaged in the culinary field.

They were seen chatting casually in the room of the CEO of the company.

"Lo why, Dave? I noticed from earlier your face looks really tangled?" asked Rendy who had been watching David.

Yeah, correct. David looked very tired and lethargic. How not? Since the wife is pregnant and has many desires, often make her sleep disturbed in the middle of the night.

"Lo's got a problem, Bro?" ask Rendy again.

David breathed a rough sigh. "So, since Aretha was pregnant, I've been sleep deprived, there's always been distractions. Very often he felt nausea and dizziness, I could not bear to see it," he explained while staring in any direction, as if the middle while imagining the face of the wife, he explained, when in the condition he was telling me at the time.

"Now, the condition is much better, nausea has begun to disappear, but there is always a want. midnight ask in buyin this, that is. Do all pregnant women suck like that?" david said, putting on an annoyed expression.

Richard and Rendy seemed to chuckle in response to the outpouring of his best friend's heart, making David even more upset. How happy are they over their suffering? His mind at that time.

"Haish!!" david was angry, as he smashed his lips.

"Haha ... Dave ... Dave ...lo just so much has complained, unlike the time wanted to get married first, desperately struggling to be able to marry Aretha," ledek Rendy.

"Gue bu—"

"If I were Aretha's husband, I'd do whatever she wanted. Even if he wants to go straight from Turkey, I'm jabanin!" richard cut short David's talk that was just about to start responding to Rendy.

"Ck! I am not complaining. I'm just wondering, why pregnant women always have a slightly annoying behavior. But, it's okay, I keep enjoying it. You know how much he means to me? So, there's no way I don't obey his wishes, after he who is desperate to ask obedience to his wishes," explained David confidently.

"Just .. yes this is how it is, my good looks are a little reduced" said David.

"Lo ya! I want to have kids, I still think of good looks!" syndicate Ricjard.

"Haha!" Laughter broke in the room. Yeah, correct. David doesn't really talk like that.

"It's not like that . I've really enjoyed my time. Aretha is sometimes annoying, but yes .. sometimes I feel funny with the act," said David while smiling to imagine the wife.

Suddenly Richard was silent looking at his friend who looked so happy.

If that were my husband, maybe I would be as happy as you are, Dave.

Rendy knows how Richard is. He immediately wanted to end the conversation, when he saw Richard who he thought was not okay.

"Alright, it looks like I have to go back to the office immediately," said Rendy who suddenly made Richard gasp. Rendy immediately got up from her seat.

"Yes, me too" said Richard, who also rose from his seat.

"Okay," David briefed.

As did his two best friends, David also rose from his seat.

"Take care, Bro!" said reminded.

After that his two best friends came out of the room. David seemed to notice the two until they disappeared in the door.

The cell phone ringing sounded. David immediately focused his gaze toward his desk, then approached the table, intending to check who was calling him.

He grabbed the flat object, then revealed his smile, while staring at the cellphone screen and the name of the wife's contact there.

"Yes, honey, what's wrong?" david said as he landed his body on a swivel chair which became his pride.

"Mas, I'm your wife, can't I call you?" the voice from across there.

David was stunned for a moment, when he got a response from his wife.

Yes, God .. He's still sensitive.

"Lho, it's not, honey. I mean you tumben once called me, what's wrong?" david's reply confirmed.

"What's? The tumben? Tumben you said? Is it so unattentive that I'm the same you, Mas, to the point that it's called a tumben like this?" ketus Aretha seemed offended.

Ah, wrong again me!

"Okay, I was wrong, I'm sorry." David prefers to succumb to the wife who suddenly turned sensitive and a little chatty, after her pregnancy, rather than her affairs getting longer and wider everywhere.

"You don't ask, what do I want?" asked Aretha then who suddenly made David tighten his teeth, between annoyance and anxiety.

How could his wife ask what he was clearly asking. What is the difference between 'What is it?' with 'You what?'

David tried to neutralize his persuasion and preferred to be patient with his wife's behavior. Instantly he rubbed his own face a little rough.

"Oh yeah, what do you want, honey?" ask David.

"I was just from the pastry shop, then I happened to meet with Dara's doctor there, said she's home she's also not far from where we live, have you met her before?" cerocos Aretha who again discusses Dara.

"Oh yeah? I just found out that his house is not far from ours. In the past, he had accidentally met in front of the minimarket, but after that no longer," explained David.

"What's? So, you've met him and never told me, Mom? OUTRAGEOUS YOU!" aretha annoyed with putting emphasis on the end of her sentence.

"Lho, it's been a long time, honey, and it was unintentional. If it's not wrong, when I bought you a pad on the first day we moved house" David explained a little frustrated. How not? Whatever he said back then, it was always wrong in Aretha's eyes. That woman is very sensitive.

"I don't want to know! Anyway you're still wrong, for not telling me the same story, DOT!" Aretha seemed unconcerned by Dvaid's explanation.

"Yes, yes I was wrong again, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Again David relented, for the sake of not having a great quarrel between himself and his wife.

"As much as you are, Mom!" ketus Aretha's.

The woman ended the conversation with her husband.

David seemed to let out a long sigh, after his debate with his wife. It was unbelievable that his wife was so sensitive whenever discussing Dara. In fact, they were just ordinary friends, and not as familiar as Aretha had imagined.

"There-there's just him!" said wonder. But it ends with a smile.