Mas Oon Is My Husband
Wedding binding ...

In the morning, the bright sun shone on Oon's apartment room, with the bodies of married couples embracing each other.

For more than a week, Oon and Shania have been sleeping in a one-bedroom high-end bedroom in a luxurious room belonging to the man of lush stature. However, they can only get to know each other first, without doing adult activities like husband and wife.

Not normal for both. However, because Shania always refuses to do that with Oon, for one reason is not ready.

But that morning ... For some reason, Shania was a little tempted to try more boldly, because given the threat of Mala at that time.

"If you don't divorce Shania within two months, then I'll make the calculations with you, On!" he was loud in front of the servants, some time ago.

Makes Shania think long enough, to let Oon go just like that, because it is still ringing with threats from her explosive mother-in-law.

"If I don't do anything to this man, then my mother-in-law will do anything to separate me from Mas Oon. I should try to enjoy the beauty of being the wife of this bloated man. If I have the baby of Mas Oon, then Mala's mother will not sue my parents .." murmured Shania, when he opened his eyes and looked at Oon who was still sleeping with his mouth open, accompanied by a very distinctive snoring in the ears of the woman several days to sleep together.

"If I don't start first, then Soraya will be more willing to tease this ugly Mas Oon ..." regret between sincere and not willing to give up his entire life to a man who has been a husband for six months.

Oon opened his eyes wide, rubbing his eyes many times, when he saw that Shania was already on top of him without a thread.

"Sha-shan-shania ... What the hell are you doing? What do you want? Are you gonna rape Oon?"

Shania fell silent, she closed both her forehead humps, out of fear and shame, having been indecent to her own husband.

"Ma-ma-sorry Mashh ... I thought of Mom's words. If you don't divorce me then my parents will be reported to the police. We have to tie this wedding, Mas ..."

Oon tried to sit down, holding Shania's body still on top, "Don't come down!" she held up on Shania's arm, again asking, "Ma-ma-sorry, if Oon wants to know about you any further. Has your de-den-with-the-man relationship gotten this far?"

Shania fell silent, her face flushed with embarrassment, but this time she also did not understand what they were doing at the time.

Slowly Shania shook her head, only able to explain a little with a quivering voice, "A-a-a-I don't know Mas. Because I didn't feel anything at the time. I was confused whether I was a virgin or not. Maybe if we do, I'll know."

Oon gulped his saliva many times, his jaw going up and down, because this morning he felt something strange also implied from within his body.

"Ba-ba-what if we do it after a shower? Because we're both inexperienced, and Mas is afraid of you screaming, like in those movies. I've never seen a woman's innocent body like this. So we have to learn more from hmm ..." This time Oon did not continue his words, because honestly his sense and feelings began to play.

If delayed will become curious, if continued there is no feeling. Only constant threats ring in his second ear ...

This time Oon used his feeling as a normal man, he tried to gently touch the chest that had been presented in front of him.

Shania was goosebumps, she was really scared, but all for the sake of saving her own family, from the demands that would be opened wide by Mala before the media and the police. About all the past, as well as the death of the Son which turned out to involve the Shania family.

The two men, who had no experience, only followed their roles on the basis of maintaining a household, which did not have any chemistry from the beginning of marriage.

"Ahh Mac ... I-i-it's sa-sa-sa-sick as hell, I'm not me-athh ..."

Shania shouted, as Oon was about to pierce through his broken skin down there.

Again Oon rubbed his wife's head gently, he set his breath, saw Shania's forehead, was in complete pain, and increasingly could not bear to continue, but his manly soul returned to a soft voice ...

"Bu-bu-doesn't you have to be sick, baby? You just bite Oon's shoulder, it's halfway through. It's not good to let it sit like this .." whispered slowly.

Shania closed her eyes again, took a deep breath, biting her lower lip, with an increasingly unsettled feeling under the man's confinement.

"God ... Sa-sa-sa-sick!"

PLAQUE ...!

Shania's hand slapped hard on Oon's face, after the man stomped his hip ...

"Augf ..." Oon grimaced with the pain of Shania's slap, but did not let go of their newly successful union after many failed attempts.

Oon was silent, his face flushed red, withstanding the heat on his face and the core that was like a massage down there.

The ugly face that Shania always spoke of, it seemed handsome and calm after getting special attention from a classmate artist Shania Junianatha.

"Hm ... This is beautiful Shan ... You really are Oon's most perfect wife ...!"

Slowly feeling resentment towards Oon's physique, Shania accepts the fact that the one who has done so is her legal husband, who will never divorce her after doing all this.

Shania clenched tightly to the lush body, trying to enjoy the beauty created by Oon, which gave something a different feeling, not even a word of hatred being thrown from her tiny lips.

Long enough they dissolve in the hot atmosphere of the morning which is very memorable for Oon as well as Shania, making the lush body collapse when ending the game in a union without love, but can feel something different feeling even though it is still mixed ...

"Oon ci-cin-love is the same as you are Shania Junianatha. Be with Oon, and we will face Mother .." whispered slowly in Shania's ear.

Shania was stunned for a moment, her tears did not feel flowing in the corner of those beautiful eyes. There was a sense of rejection, but it was different because he really needed Oon.

"Hm ... Am I still eee," Shania did not continue.

However, Oon gently kissed Shania's forehead, "You belong to Oon, Shan. Talk to the media that Oon is your husband. Oon will be in charge of you as well as your extended family. That's Oon's promise ..."

"Reg ... Even though your mother will reveal the secret of your father's death ..."