Mas Oon Is My Husband
Sell your daughter ...

At the residence of Ahmad Cirendeu, he was negotiating with one of the businessmen who would buy a house as well as household furniture.

I don't know ... Now Ahmad does not want to continue his long debate with Mala which has now become besan. He did not think about profit or loss at all, in order to save Shania Junianatha's household from Mala's attack who intended to divorce them both.

Ahmad asked Hendro who was his subscription at his textile store, "How about Sir? Are the numbers we offer suitable for you?"

Hendro nodded in agreement, "I don't think there's a problem. Seven billion makes a lot of sense for a building this big and grand. If you may know, why sell sir? Doesn't Shania already have her own income?"

Ahmad just gulped down his own saliva, glancing at Widya, "There are some that I have to settle with some of my old business associates. Maybe I'll buy a house very far from here" he explained slowly.

Hendro nodded in understanding, "So when are we going to finish everything? I can get Mr. Ahmad to pay off this house immediately. Because me and the children will soon be occupying this residence as soon as possible. It just so happened the day after my wife arrived from Australia."

Without waiting for long, Ahmad nodded in agreement. They hurried to take some of the original files as legitimate ownership, and rushed towards the notary's office.

Hendro is not the type of person who complicates any process, because he did like the elite housing for a long time, but nothing fits in his heart.

Now, Shania's sturdy, even well-preserved little residence soon becomes hers, at a pretty good price. Of course far from the market price offered by the developer to him.

It only took four hours, for them to complete all the administration of buying and selling between Ahmad and Hendro witnessed by Widya and in front of a notary they trusted.

"Thank you Mr. Hendro. Hopefully, the house brings blessing to your family. Give me some time to make things right, according to our agreement, and I'll call you when it's done. At least in two weeks' time, I'll call you" he explained.

Hendro nodded in agreement, they parted ways, after giving and receiving seven billion in total.

Widya asked Ahmad, "Pa ... Our debt is equal to only one and a half billion. There's no way we're gonna pay that unreasonable interest Pa ... At least two billion, sincere Mama. But if it's four billion, it doesn't make any sense at all, Pa! Mom wants us to buy a normal house. Because Mama wants us to live in simplicity, not want to be as luxurious as before. Our shop is also getting quieter" he bowed, with teary eyes.

Ahmad nodded, he drove his vehicle towards the Mala residence, to save all his debts. Because they do not want to argue long, so sacrifice the feelings of their beloved daughter.

Ahmad's car was parked on the roadside of the Mala residence, which looked beautiful and very well maintained. Both of Shania's parents get out of their car, heading for the house of the cruel woman who always insulted them both.

The young maid opened the door wide ... "Eeh there's Mr. Ahmad. For a moment sir, please come in and sit down first, Madam is again in the room," he explained, allowing Ahmad also Widya to sit on the living room sofa available.

Widya, who was still bending her face, because her feelings of annoyance and disappointment only came to complete all her responsibilities, and passed away leaving the family residence of the haughty woman.

Long enough they waited, Mala came with lazy steps and hateful eyes ...

Without further ado, Ahmad placed two billion in cash, which was in one large black plastic bag, without escort.

"This is what I can leave you with, Mala. I hope after this, we have no more business! Because I've paid off all my debts to you! In fact, I owe the Son of your husband, but you are his wife, as well as the heir of the Son. Two billion, I think that's enough, because I use the Son's funds only one and a half billion" he said.

Mala shuddered, smiling thinly yet meaningfully, "You think I'm just going to take all this for granted? What about Oon's kidney? Who saved your daughter's life, huh ...!"

Widya interrupts Mala's speech, "Listen to jeng, Oon who sincerely gives life to Shania. And according to our agreement, we'll hand over our son to Oon. We've all done jeng!" emphatically.

Mala confirms to two of Shania's parents, without hesitation, "Oooh ... So you want to sell your unholy daughter to my son? I'm asking your daughter to sue Oon for divorce! Not living with my beloved son! Moreover, Shania is not a virgin for Oon!!"

Ahmad, who did not accept the humiliation of Mala, broke the table very hard ...

KELP ...!

"See your words, Mala! Who knew Shania was not holy anymore it was just Oon. I see they are very happy at the moment, and I'm not sure that they will be separated. It's enough you trample on my family. I've been insulted enough by your attitude!" sarcastic enough.

Mala stomped her feet on the floor, stood firm and waist-tracked, "Go from my residence! Whatever happens today, I never accept your daughter to be the wife of my beloved son, Ahmad. I'll separate them, whatever it takes! Keep well!! GO!!" loud shouting.

Widya challenged the two eyeballs of Mala, the woman she had always considered good, turned out to be a heart of demons, even more cruel than her shadow.

"So how much more should I pay you! But remember, if you still disturb my daughter's happiness, I'll sue you Mala!" his challenge.

Mala laughed mockingly, fiercely glaring at the nanar of two people who were so disgusting to her, "GO!!! I will never be able to accept your daughter as a daughter-in-law, never will!!!"

Widya withdrew Ahmad's hand, passed away from the Mala residence, without wanting to argue again. Because against that middle-aged woman there would be no way out ...

"Damn it, we're coming okay ... He treats us very badly. I'd do anything if he really made a fuss at Shania and Oon's household!" widya was furious all the way to their car.

This time there was no choice, the family that once seemed harmonious, now had to swallow a bitter pill in disappointment just because of all the slander that was circulating out there.

"ASSHOLE, YOU'LL REGRET AHMAD!!!"