Mas Oon Is My Husband
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Oon's hand repeatedly flipped through all the files that Beny had given him. While massaging his temples, occasionally swallowing saliva. The value mentioned, very fantastic, even more tempting than the class value of FTV.

"I lost contact with my wife, Ben! What if you call Shania. Will he answer?"

Beny nodded in agreement, trying to contact his best friend's wife, to inform her of the film that would raise her name again. Of course with the lure of upfront payment worth 30%.

"There is absolutely no answer! Does Shania know my personal phone number? Why wouldn't he answer a 10-digit phone call?" arrogant Beny.

Again Oon just smiled faintly, again asking, "Do you know Ahmad Cirendeu textile shop? Ask Eric. Or the old Shania manager. You'll know them, so we can look for Shania's whereabouts. I haven't heard from my wife in two weeks! She's pregnant, Ben!" emphatically.

Without a second thought, Beny answered only briefly ... "God ..."

Beny contacted Sita, who became Shania's manager some time ago ...

[Yes ..]

[Tb ... Do you know where Mr Ahmad's shop is? I want to buy some materials for the material ..]

Somehow, Sita just grieved, because reluctant to give an answer to Beny's question.

[Ck ... There's no other place what? You buy materials? Why should it be there]

Many times Beny clenched her hands, but gave an answer in a soft tone, as soft as cotton ...

[Please dong. I need it really, because we don't get a store that can deliver quickly, deadline ..]

[Okay, I share with you. Actually I'm lazy to help you, but since we've been friends for a long time, I better tell you. In fact, if the same store they want to deliver when we need to. Shania's father can be said to be professional ..]

But Beny's phone deliberately closed, because it did not want to linger, by sending a message through whatsApp, that his cellphone network just died.

Not waiting long Beny received where the location of the shop owned by the Ahmad family.

"Can! We're going now!" emphatically.

Not long after, they left the office building, headed for Oon's in-laws' shop. This time Oon only wants to meet Shania, because of his feelings of worry.

They entered the land area brother, according to the location sent Sita.

Sure enough, when they entered the land area brother, immediately the two eyeballs Oon was fixed on the figure of the woman who was sitting in one of the shops while wearing a mask, unaware of his presence.

Rushing Oon pulled Beny's arm, pointing towards Shania, who had just realized her presence ...

"Shanie!" yelled Oon without feeling shy.

Oon immediately rushed to the cashier's desk which felt very crowded with several bundles of shop items owned by his father-in-law, approaching Shania without caring about the whereabouts of his in-laws.

"Shanie! Shania!" hug Oon when he managed to grab his wife's slender body.

Shania felt the same way as Oon, instantly embracing her husband's fertile body, without saying much. The tears of both of them simply flowed, due to the feeling of comfort that never changed.

Oon asked, cupping the wife's pretty face, "Why is your phone off, Shan? You deliberately avoided Mas?"

Shania shook her head, "My cellphone is missing. It's been two or three days. I'm intentionally here, to drive away the burnout. Accompanying Papa with Mama," his smile broadened.

Shania immediately shook her head as a gesture of disapproval, due to the trauma of her mother-in-law's behavior. "For a while I was with Mama and Papa, Mas. It turns out to be fun, selling like this, and I want there to be a business that I can develop for our children later ..."

Because of the feeling of relief, Oon just kept gently rubbing his wife's back, gently tucking the head that was dripping with sweat marks too long sitting and feeling exhausted.

Oon looked at Ahmad, approached his father-in-law, kissed the back of the child's hand on the parent, saying ...

"Oon take Shania, yes, Pa!"

Ahmad turned his head towards Shania, looked at his daughter's iris, only to get a signal, before giving Oon permission.

Shania nodded slowly, then smiled faintly, looking for the whereabouts of her bag.

"Where are we going, Mas? Can you rest at the nearest hotel? I'm so tired" his whine curled up in Oon's arm.

Oon nodded in agreement, as he could feel Shania's body being so exhausted, from sitting for too long.

They came out of the land brother, because it was too crowded visitors, making crowded when there.

"Ki-ki-we eat first yeah, baby. There's something that Beny wants to discuss with you" Oon told me when he was in the parking lot.

Shania nodded in agreement, entering the car quickly, feeling extremely exhausted. The age of the womb is still in the first trimester, making him feel a little pale, plus the legs are getting swollen, because too long sitting in his parents' store.

"Huh ..." Shania let go of her breath that was a little tight.

Beny who felt to be a mosquito repellent for the two married men, just smiled faintly glancing at Oon.

"Where are we going to eat, bro?"

Oon looked back, "Where do we eat, baby?"

Shania quickly replied, "What about the hotel, Mas? I'm gonna take a break for a second. Because it feels so tired. I don't know why lately my body condition is not healthy. Want to stay at home there are no friends," the story goes.

Oon nodded in understanding, "We're going to a hotel near the HI roundabout only. We can order food through the app. While discussing our work," he explained, with a flowery feeling.

Oon turned back to Shania, but his wife was asleep, "Ben ... You just take me home to Bogor. No need to go to the hotel. Because Shania was asleep. I'm worried why-why the same content of my wife. So tomorrow I'm not going to the office!"

Beny followed all Oon's orders, driving his vehicle to his friend's residence in Bogor.

However, there was a longing for Oon and Shania, given that the small house was becoming more and more comfortable for their small family. No one knows who they are, although many people are suspicious.

Less than three hours away, the black car was parked in front of Oon's minimalist carport.

"I'm straight yeah, On! I eat alone in the area. If there's anything, just call. Tomorrow I ask the driver to deliver your car!"

Oon just gave his thumbs up, after Beny helped to open the main door of the minimalist house.

However, when Oon had managed to put Shania's body on their contest bed, the woman curled up, and whimpered in pain ...

"Goddess ... Aw ..." Shania squeezed tightly into Oon's arm, powerless to endure the pain in his abdomen.

"Shan ... You all right?"