Stuck in Charm of My Tante Husband
Little Nephew

Gavin had woken up about 30 minutes ago, but the handsome man chose not to get out of bed. She preferred to stare at the beautiful face of Diandra who was still sound asleep beside her. Gavin rubs the top of Diandra's head, a woman he loves, and has chosen to be his wife, as well as the mother of their only son, Frizz.

Diandra, the woman who from the beginning accompanied her struggle until she managed to reach the position of manager in one of the biggest constancy companies in the country. It was Diandra who accompanied Gavin until he achieved everything, until finally, two years ago Gavin gave Diandra the opportunity to return to the entertainment world, just like when he was not married to Gavin before.

However, who would have thought that Gavin's decision was the beginning of their bland household relationship. Diandra is currently so busy, that it is rare to spend time for Gavin and Frizz. Every day, he always comes home late at night and sometimes doesn't even come home.

Gavin's passionate desire led him to secretly sip Diandra's lips, even though his wife was still asleep. Gavin's desire seemed to peak, it had been two weeks that they did not even have husband and wife relations.

Feeling a touch on his lips, Diandra slowly regained consciousness, and looked surprised at what Gavin was doing. Next Diandra began to follow the plot that Gavin played. The tongue of the two play each other, exploring each other's parts, but when fun to pick each other up, suddenly the voice of the Diandra's phone rang.

Diandra took off their lips, then took his cell phone that was on the nightstand. He then answers his cell phone call, while Gavin now looks so upset. He understood, who this morning had called and messed up his romantic moment with Diandra. He is Pearly, a gleaming man who has been an assistant to Diandra for the past two years. Gavin finally chose to budge, then went into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Diandra, who is currently receiving a call from Pearly, appears to be walking towards the balcony of the room, and is having a serious chat about their work today. For Diandra, Pearly who was his college friend in the art department first, is a figure that is so fun, and very understanding of him. Diandra seemed to smile wryly as she looked at Gavin who was walking into the bathroom.

'I'm sorry, Gavin, ' inner Diandra.

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No matter how long Cheryl cried, she did not even realize that her crying turned out to be so tiring for her that it made her fall asleep until morning. He woke up when suddenly a knock on the door shocked him.

Tok tok tok tok

"Non Cheryl!" call a sound from outside. A voice that Cheryl is familiar with is the voice of Bi Asih.

"Yes Bi!" answer Cheryl.

"Non, called Master for breakfast!"

'What's breakfast? So it's morning?' inner Cheryl. He then got up from his bed..

"Yes Bi, just a second," Cheryl replied. He then walked to the bathroom. For a moment, he looked at his face at the mirror above the sink in the bathroom. It looked so sad and sticky, filled with dried up tears.

After washing her face, and cleansing her body, Cheryl then went downstairs to have breakfast with Gavin. However, there was no Diandra at the dinner table, only Gavin and their son Frizz.

'Where's Aunt Diandra? Why didn't Aunt Diandra have breakfast?' inner Cheryl. He sat down on one of the chairs at the table, after which he first greeted Gavin and Frizz.

"Good morning Om Gavin, good morning Frizz!" greet Cheryl.

"Good morning Cheryl, did you sleep well? Last night Bi Asih called you to dinner, but it seems you're asleep. Maybe you're tired."

"Yes, I'm sorry that last night I fell asleep while I was resting" Cheryl replied, holding back the nervousness, even the pounding of her heart felt so tight, especially when he saw the handsome face of Gavin sitting in front of him.

"Oh that's okay, yesterday's trip must have been exhausting, right?"

"Yes Om" replied Cheryl. He then looked at Frizz who currently looks so fun playing games on his phone.

"Frizz, what if Cheryl's sister is your mistress?"

"Boat? Isn't that Bi Asih's job? Frizz is usually fed Bi Asih, but like aunt is still busy. So, I played the game first," replied plain Frizz.

"Bi Asih is still busy so let Brother Cheryl aja who feeds ya."

"Yes Frizz, let Brother Cheryl bribe you!" timpal Gavin's.

"All right" Frizz replied. Cheryl then sits down next to Frizz and feeds her breakfast. While still feeding Frizz, Diandra suddenly came down and approached them and only drank green tea on the dining table.

"Hi Cheryl, how are you? I'm sorry I came home late last night, so I didn't get to see you. Besides, it looks like you're sleeping too, right?"

"Yes Auntie, it's okay."

"Then I leave first yes, if you need something you just ask Bi Asih and Pak Amat who will take you to campus."

"Yes Aunty Diandra" Cheryl replied.

"Mas I left first yes," Diandra told Gavin. Gavin merely commented on the thin smile on his lips, nodding his head.

Cheryl actually felt strange when she saw the family life in front of her. On the first day he was at Diandra's house, he felt that something was wrong between Diandra and Gavin. In fact, he felt their relationship did not look okay. It was completely different to what he saw in front of the media and in front of their families. The household even looked so bland, there was no affection, not even a sweet kiss between the two.

'Is there something in their household? Ah, hopefully not, and just my feelings, Cheryl's mind. He then glanced at Gavin who was currently seen already finishing his breakfast. However, his net was a little disturbed by Gavin's appearance that looked so disheveled.

"Om Gavin, can I make your tie?" cheryl said, out of nowhere she suddenly got the courage to talk like that. Hearing Cheryl's words, Gavin was silent for a moment.

'God, why am I so stupid? Why am I talking like that?' inner Cheryl.

"I'm sorry, if I've been sassy."

"Hahahaha, why are you saying that, Cheryl? Of course you can help tidying up my das, you're my niece. My little Cheryl" said Gavin.

'Little nephew? Is that just me in your eyes? Oh my God, why should I be disappointed? Isn't that right, I'm his little nephew?' cheryl said in her heart.

"Cheryl come! You want to tidy up my das, right?"

"I-yes, Om," Cheryl answered nervously. He then approached Gavin who was now standing waiting for him. Slowly, Cheryl held onto the tie Gavin was wearing, occasionally glancing at the handsome face in front of her.

The powerless Cheryl held back the turmoil in her heart, without her noticing her hands started to land on that handsome face, then rubbed her face.

"Cheryl!"