Mas Oon Is My Husband
Trapping my son ...

Looking at the one pack of menthol cigarettes, and the small snack that Oon examined, made the man of lush stature sigh deeply. How could it be, Shania still could not forget her smoking habit, and made Oon could only hold back his anger.

"Ke-to-why don't you buy cooking oil, Shan? Why buy cigarettes. You should know how our health is ... Remember Shan, leave your bad habits behind, ji-ji-if you want to live with Oon!" he was determined when he entered their residence.

Shania just moved her lips, this time she could not do anything, because she had to do something that she did not like, namely as a woman who was busy in taking care of the household.

Shania replied to Oon's words, "Yes, but once in a while it's okay, Mas! After all, I smoked, there was no significant change in my health! You're like a kid, too many rules, "it's regrettable to throw the body on the living room sofa, while staring at the laptop screen that is still lit on the table.

Oon just shook his head, this time he did not want to argue long, just because of a pack of cigarettes.

The man, who was fertile, took the car keys, and turned to Shania, asking, "You want to go to the supermarket? We buy groceries, and from now on you take care of all my needs! Since from tomorrow, I'm active again in the office. There's no way I'm leaving the office, because all my projects are getting more demands!"

Shania gulped her saliva many times, choosing to stand to get closer to Oon. How could she possibly have to live in this house alone, and take care of all her husband's needs alone.

"Mas, I can't cook. I don't want to," she refused with a gloomy face.

Oon shook his head, this time he was really angry to see his wife's behavior, "You can learn through youtube, Shan. Don't have to wait for me to do it! You as a woman, as well as a wife and will be the mother of my child! There's no way I'm doing it all myself. My phone is still the same as you, and you can download all the recipes there. Please Shan ... Your demands are many, but you don't want to be prosecuted! What kind of wife are you hmm?"

Both of Shania's eyeballs rounded instantly, her lips agape widely, "We got married by force, Mas!! And not on the basis of love, if you want to be in masakin, taken care of, why don't you marry your maid or mother!"

PLAQUE ...!

"Mas Aaugh ..." Shania fell silent, rubbing her warming face, as she received a slap from Oon's hand for the first time.

Oon actually slapped Shania in the face for not being able to contain her anger ...

The two men stared at each other, and challenged. There was not even any more feeling of pity or any kind of pity Oon had for Shania.

Oon pointed to Shania's face, "Listen, if it's mom-not because I want to be responsible for you, maybe I've left you, as my mother, Shania ordered! From the beginning we were married, you were just as disrespectful and that-tu-tu-subject to me as a husband.

Unable to speak anymore, Shania cried out. He did not expect that Oon would treat him as rudely as he was today. He sat back on the sofa, covered his face, without even hearing Oon's apology.

"Shan ... Ja-ja-don't cry, Oon's sorry. Oon please, never speak harsh words again. Oon this is your husband, Shan. Oon really doesn't like you carrying around Mom's name, if we have a problem. I just want the best for Oon, Shan. Oon loves you, but until now you never appreciated all of Oon's hard work. Please, soften little Shan. Oon's done everything Shania wanted, but why don't you ever change. Harsh words, plus smoking, and you keep complaining. If we live in this house, is it wrong? Oon is eager to live together first, with no one knowing how we are. Please Shan, understand ..."

Shania could only cry as she pleased, but Oon immediately hugged the slender body of his wife.

Therefore, when Shania answered and called her Mother, Oon seemed unwilling, because for the man, Mala had done a lot of very good for her life so far.

Oon's right hand still hugged Shania, peeked back at his wife's forehead, trying to strengthen it by looking at the beautiful face of the artist Shania Junianatha.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll never do anything rude to you. Right now we're both under pressure, Shan. Because our situation is not what it used to be. Mother is still looking for a way to separate us, I beg you, as a wife please do not speak harsh words anymore. We're husband and wife, Shan ..."

Shania nodded obediently. This time he had to follow all Oon's orders, for the sake of his survival. Although very painful, but he had to do to save the status as a wife even if forced.

Oon rubbed Shania's pretty face, wiped the dried up tears, took the woman to the supermarket to buy all the household needs according to the wishes of Shania as the hostess, in the small residence.

Along the way, Shania kept quiet, looking for the presence of the mask in the back seat, occasionally glancing at Oon, with a red bent face.

Oon, who realizes his wife is stealing his attention, immediately embraces Shania's shoulder while driving his vehicle.

"I'm sorry, dad. I hope we can fight for this marriage together ..."

Shania nodded her head, wearing a mask, as the car entered the shopping mall not so far from their residence.

Shania asked in a soft voice, "Mas ... I can buy anything, right?"

Oon nodded, "Yes, you buy whatever you need. All of us will stop by the mobile store to buy the latest mobile phone for you. On condition that you do not communicate with anyone. During this one year you have to refrain from being seen by journalists or anyone else. Youunderstand?"

Again Shania could only nod obediently. "Hm ... Like a bird in a cage. Life is enough, but you can't do anything out there .." - he growled inwardly.

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In the spacious apartment, Mala was shouting loudly with a loud thunderous voice in the middle of the living room while yelling at Darmi.

"Where's Oon! Tell me, if you don't, you'll fall poor out there!"

Darmi looked up at the tired face, clenched his hands together, spoke while pleading ... "Ma-ma-sorry Madam, I don't know where Mas Oon is. Because they left five days ago, after lunch and brought a travel bag. I think they're on their honeymoon, because they've been sleeping together" she explained.

Mala laughed mockingly, glaring intently at Darmi, smiling a thin smile as she said, "A-a-what!!! A honeymoon? Sleeping together? Jeez ... Turns out that jallang artist framed my son! Jallang jerk, already an actor, took Oon from me instead!"