TRAPPED WIDOW CHILD ONE
JEALOUS

Ilyas looked at Maysa closely. Black t-shirts and knee-length jeans exposed Maysa's white skin.

" Change the pants! I don't like you wearing pants like that." Ilyas.

Maysa researched her own appearance.

" There's nothing wrong, why?" Maysa asked Ilyas.

" I don't like it, honey. Look at those beautiful feet! Aska and Aksa would definitely stare at him without blinking. I don't like to share, just change the point. Otherwise we won't be going to Mami's house." Said Ilyas threateningly.

" It's usually just threatening, possessive base." Maysa's grouse headed for a walk in closet to change his pants.

Before long Maysa came out with her new pants, Ilyas rounded his eyes when he saw Maysa instead wearing hot pants far above the knees making Ilyas feel anxious about her. Ilyas approached while continuing to look at Maysa.

" You deliberately teased Mas by wearing pants like this. Alright will Mas ladeni your wish." Ilyas said pulling Maysa's waist made their bodies cling.

" Eh that's not Mas, I just want to upset Mas. I'll change now." Maysa panicked.

" No need to change, wear it like this is better. You look so pretty." Ilyas.

" really? Then let's go!" Maysa.

" Who asked you to leave? I mean you better wear clothes like this if you are in the room only. Especially if your boss is replaced with a tanktop, it must look very attractive and delicious in the eyes. That way Mas will be more enthusiastic and diligent to make a sister for Kavin." Ilyas.

Maysa gawked open a little of her mouth. He only realized that he was trapped by Ilyas's words.

" I'm gonna change." Maysa said to take herself off. He went back into the dressing room.

When he finished he came out near Ilyas, this time Maysa wore three-quarters jeans and Ilyas did not comment on it.

" Let's get out! Kavin must have been waiting for us." Maysa said to the room following Ilyas who was walking beside her.

" Momu Kavin is ready." Kavin approaches Maysa.

" Mommy's son is smart." Maysa.

Maysa and Ilyas take Kavin to Aska's house.

" Assalamu'alaikum." Say the three of them at the same time.

" Wa'alaikumsallam." All of them from within.

" O Papi." Kavin ran over to Aska who was sitting on the sofa.

" Oh, unfortunately, Om, how are you? Do you live in an oma house?" Tanya Aska holds me Kavin.

" Yes Om papi, oma same opa very good with Kavin. Om papi let's play!" Take Kavin.

" What would Kavin want to play?" Ask Ask Aska looking at Kavin.

" How about we play basketball, same with Aksa." Kavin.

" Same mommy same daddy too." Connect Kavin.

" Okay who's scared." Ilyas looked at Maysa.

" I don't want you guys all the time' I'm a girl myself." Maysa.

" It's okay Mom, please Mom." Kavin looked at Maysa with his puppy eyes.

" Huh okay." Maysa sighed.

" Yei." Cheers Kavin happy.

The five of them headed for the basketball court next to the gym. They split into two teams. The first team Aksa, Aska and Kavin and the opposing team Ilyas, Maysa and Frans.

They started playing with the ball in the hands of the Ilyas team. Ilyas dribbled the ball into the opponent's ring.

" Dear catch!" Ilyas passes the ball to Maysa. Maysa caught him.

Now it's Maysa's turn to dribble the ball into the ring. He lifted the ball with both hands above his head ready to put the ball into the ring. He looked suspiciously at the person who was staring at him while gawking.

Maysa looked down where her shirt was lifted up to above the navel, she immediately put the ball into the ring and...

" Yeiiiii come in." Maysa's cheer made everyone aware.

" How not to lose if he uses the science of sirep. Duh... That's what milk is really white skin." Aska murmured imagining Maysa's flat stomach just now being seen.

Ilyas approached Maysa in annoyance.

" Dear your shirt was lifted making them fail to focus. Next time wear a real shirt. Don't wear a lack of materials like this." Omel Ilya.

" Where do I know if we want to play basketball. I refused, too, right? It was the one that forced me to play. I'm the one in omelin." Now." Maysa said annoyedly.

" Mommy Daddy, don't fight! Let's play again." Take Kavin.

" Yes dear." Sahut Maysa approached Kavin.

They returned to play, this time the ball was in the hands of Aska. Maysa tried to grab it, Aska raised the ball high, Maysa jumped trying to take the ball but was unsuccessful. Aska looked at Maysa with her heart pounding as Maysa's body accidentally rubbed against her.

Seeing that Ilyas was getting annoyed. He approached Maysa and pulled his hand out of the field.

" Why did you come out? We're not done playing yet." Maysa.

" You don't have to play! You're just making a troublemaker." Ilyas.

Maysa violently jerks Ilyas' hand until his grasp is removed.

" Make trouble? What am I doing, Mom? I played well." Maysa's words do not accept in saying make trouble.

" It's not you, but their minds have become unbecoming, dear. Your appearance is unsettling know. Don't you know how Aska looked at you when you tried to grab the ball? I know the meaning of his eyes, dear. He's attracted to you, that's why he pulled you here. Mending you with Mami only there! Or if you don't make us juice." Ilyas.

" Possessive basic ckk." Cebik Maysa looked at Ilyas cynically.

" Dear don't be so donk same Mas! They only keep what belongs to them. I don't want anyone to want you. You have to understand that." Ilyas.

" I can't be near anyone, but Mas is close to Mas's new secretary." Maysa keceplosan. He closed his mouth and hit his head slowly.

" When did Mas get close to the new secretary? She was never close to him." Ilyas.

" Yesterday afternoon." Maysa Sahut.

" Year noon? Where did you see it?" Ask Ilyas to make sure.

" I saw in your room, you were sitting next to your secretary, like you were having lunch that day." Maysa Sahut.

" Don't you go to the office yesterday?" Investigate Ilyas.

" I went to the office but since I was upset to see you with your secretary it was so I left." Maysa.

Ilyas chuckled at Maysa.

" Mah did not think that it turns out that Mas's wife can be jealous as well. Glad to hear it." Ilyas

" No, who's jealous." Maysa Sahut.

" You." Ilyas.

" no.. I'm not jealous." Maysa.

" Jealous."

" No."

" Jealous."

" no. I said no yes no, I don't believe in being a person." Maysa.

" It must be jealous." Ilyas.

" Bodo's ah." Maysa passed away leaving Ilyas.

Ilyas smiled happily as he could tease his wife.

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