Mas Oon Is My Husband
Not likely

Shania remained silent. His face was embarrassed. This time he was unable to speak because of the extreme embarrassment. However, Shania herself did not know what she had done with Rizal.

Shania recalled the incident that afternoon ...

ARNAH ...!

The hotel room door was wide open, of course with the help of the hotel management in collaboration with Aunt Lala, who deliberately raided her husband and Shania.

Whether it was intentional or not, but at that time they almost did something that they did not deserve.

"Yeah!" shania shouted shut her wide open upper body ...

While Rizal fell to the floor of the room, because of his shock when he saw the outside party, barged into their room.

Security approached Rizal, helping the man to stand up ... "Can you show me your identity, sir?"

Rizal was silent for a moment, with a face of fear, his head throbbing, because it was raided in conditions almost enjoying the beauty of the world paradise that he almost got from the famous artist.

Rizal took his wallet which he put on the nightstand and it turned out to have given his real identity with a trembling hand.

Shania was struggling to find shelter, covering her face, from several pairs of eyes that documented the incident.

Security looked at Rizal's identity, staring back and forth at the blue card, "Is that woman your wife, Mister?"

Rizal shook his head then nodded, then shook his head again ...

"Hm ... But why is your status here to get married?"

Shania who heard the security words widened her eyes ... "Married!?"

While Lala directly barged into the room, and reaching for Shania's long hair immediately pulled her very hard.

"Basic cheap artist! The husband of the man you slept with is jallang! Why huh? Why did you sleep with my husband? Is your stupid husband unable to give you inner satisfaction hmm!?" drag it on Shania's body that has fallen on the floor of the hotel room.

Several hotel officials, directly injured the two women, and immediately secured Shania into the bathroom, carrying the woman's clothes. While Lala was pulled by Rizal, to immediately leave the hotel room, because she did not want to make a fuss there.

Lala rebelled, she shouted loudly and loudly, "Let go of me! I will teach that jallang woman a lesson! You've slept with him, you'll come home, and you'll bring sickness to our house! I'm asking for a divorce!!!"

But Rizal did not heed all Lala's remarks, he immediately took the woman away from the room, and was immediately intercepted by the authorities, because Lala had reported the incident first.

It's tragic that Shania's life. Karma paid off because of her attitude towards her husband.

However, until now ... Shania is still unconscious and can accept that Oon is her best husband.

Shania stopped her dinner, not wanting to argue or get questions that were very painful for her ...

As Shania was about to move away from the dinner table, Oon interrupted the attitude of the wife who was about to leave him ...

"Why? Is there something wrong with my words? Haven't you done that with a man who's clearly not your husband? Don't you think for a long time that this disgrace will be carried away until you die? Why don't you think about the feelings of your family, the feelings of your management, as well as the feelings of your husband Oon!?"

Shania glared sharply, staring at Oon, smiling at him, saying ...

"It's none of your business, stupid man!"

"Ooogh ... Do I have to let go of that woman? Why is he never conscious ...? Oogh Lord, it is better for Oon to marry a statue of Monalisa than to marry a haughty woman like her.." - furious, squeezing the tissue that is firmly located on the dining table.

The servant who heard the incident approached Oon because he felt sorry for his employer.

"Mas ... Is Mas Oon nothing? Do I need to tell you who I really am? I could not bear to see and hear the words of Mba Shania. It was very painful for a husband, Mas .." whispered slowly.

Oon shook his head, only able to bow in shame for having been treated rudely by a wife in front of the servant.

"No need to Bi. Just let Shania calm down first, which is important take care of her for Oon. Oon believes that Shania is fine. She still can't accept the fact that she's married to me" he said softly.

The servant who used to be called Darmi was frowning both his eyebrows, only able to snort coldly while asking ...

"What happened to Mas Oon? Not handsome, is that it? Didn't that beautiful woman really like that sweet black man? Because it has incredible power. Take Mba Krisda and Raul ... Are they white? Mba Shania was just fascinated by a sispack guy, a checkered stomach, and handsome like Mas Beny who was very strange in my opinion," said the middle-aged woman.

Oon smiled faintly, "If Beny doesn't need to be discussed Bi, he does not like beautiful women. Beny prefers village girls, and without make-up. Natural, more interesting he said if the photo shoot. Very different from me," she laughed.

Darmi who heard Oon's words also laughed, because he was happy to be able to comfort the employer who turned out to be really not offended by Shania's maki.

In stark contrast to Shania, she hates Oon, who she thinks is just a waitress in the apartment ...

Many times Shania gouged in the heart, "Hopefully ... The owner of this apartment came back here, and fired that bloated, ugly and stupid man! Tomorrow morning I'm gonna ask the waiter what the stupid guy's job is here. Just be ashamed!" regrettable.

After a long time with each other's thoughts, in a different room, even though in the same apartment, they fell asleep into a beautiful dream ...

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In the morning, the sun was shining brightly, shining on the apartment which since morning had looked morning activity as usual.

Oon has started doing small exercises, to shrink his stomach, by starting the treadmill activities according to the direction of the trainer where Beny does fitness if the time is free.

However, when all residents are busy with their respective work, the apartment elevator is wide open ...

Oon's eyes were fixed on the figure of Mala who stood around her waist, like a model who would walk up to her favorite son ...

Mala walked over very casually, saying in a loud voice, ignoring Shania who was about to leave the room, but closing the door, so as not to be seen by the middle-aged woman, who was her father-in-law ...

"Hmm here you are, son? Worth it Mother did not find your presence in the house of the family besan curse! How, have you divorced her hmm!?"

Oon let out a heavy sigh, at once he grabbed a small towel, and draped it around his neck, glanced at the slightly open-looking room, and carried Mala a little away from the living room of his apartment.

"Can we talk carefully, ma'am ..."

Mala instead refused the embrace of her favorite son, again issued a loud voice ...

"Can't! You should divorce that ungrateful wife, Oon! Doesn't he know, whose kidney he always carries! That's your kidney, and now he's not expecting you as a husband! He cheated on Oon, he slept with another man! Do you want to have the wife of an actor!? I don't want to, I hope you divorce that lady soon!!!" shouted Mala fiery.

Shania who heard Mala's statement, touching the incision that is still imprinted on the left hip, immediately sat on the floor of the room with a body shaking violently ...

"No ... Not possible! This is unlikely to happen ... NO!!!"