Mas Oon Is My Husband
Pretend happy

In the corner of the room that still looks lonely and messy, Shania still sits pensively alone while waiting for the return of her beloved husband.

Yes, it has been two months that Shania lost the fetus in her womb, because of the acts of bastard mother-in-law who does not want a lasting marriage with Oon, because of the acts of the mother-in-law who does not want her marriage to Oon, makes him reluctant to get in touch with a man who will never divorce him.

Tears returned unstoppable, because Oon locked it from outside the house, so that nothing harmful happened to his wife, by completing all the needs of the wife in the small house.

"I must separate from Mas Oon. I must be able to make Mama and Papa happy, there is no way I will constantly keep quiet like this, because it will make me a useless woman .." she murmured inwardly, while wiping his tears.

Not waiting for long, Shania sat pensively staring outwards, she saw the light of the car lights entering the carport porch of the house that was not fenced, then muttered inwardly.

"Hmm finally Mas Oon came home, but why just came home at this hour? Did Mas Oon again have a relationship with Soraya ...?"

Shania rushes out of the room, only to approach the husband who has slowly been focusing his life on the shoulders of men who are increasingly looking well-groomed, making his steps back to a standstill, making his steps again, when he heard the laughter of Oon who was talking through his cell phone.

Oon: "Yes, you take it easy. Maybe next week we can finish it. Because hmm, I have arrived home. You are fine!"

Woman : "Yes. Don't forget tomorrow morning I have a meeting with some of my clients. Thanks ..."

Oon: "Yes, bye ..."

Shania shook her head, not imagining that Oon was back in a relationship with another woman, while their relationship still seemed mundane, even though it was now ice cold, which was difficult to melt back.

The sound of an open key, then the door moves, making Shania try to smile even though she is honestly suspicious.

Shania smiled faintly, saying hello very briefly, "Mas ..."

Oon, who had entered the house, was slightly jumped, not realizing that his wife had been waiting in the living room.

"Shan, since when are you here? Hmm ma-bu-isn't Mas come home you've been sleeping?" her kiss was gentle on Shania's forehead, but her heart was a little bit worried.

Shania shook her head, trying to smell the smelling of the clothes still as usual.

"Ta-ta-So I heard you talking on the phone, with whom?" tanyanya was a little curious.

Oon seems misbehaved, trying to cover up but his wife turns out to be very smart, "Ogh, i-i-it's hmm secretary eee one of the companies that will handle our films. Biasa, he invited me to spend dinner together, and next week we have a trip to see the location of the shooting."

Shania knitted her eyebrows together, looking intently at the two neutrals in full search, "Mas, I am your wife. Maybe at the beginning of marriage, our relationship is not good, but I would not want you to dare to mess out there!" sarcastic enough.

Shania grieves, "Ogh, business? I don't think I understand how a wild woman out there wants to snatch Mas's heart from me, and I used to openly ask Mas to marry Soraya! Now you want to try again? I am not tired of giving hope to other women! Have I not been able to bring happiness to you? To the point that you open up another opportunity for another woman to fill your days, do you? You've changed, you're authoritative, you look so different, you give them a chance!" regrettable.

Oon stroked his chest slowly, sighing heavily, having to accept the accusation from his own wife, as his feet just entered their home.

"Ja-ja-don't accuse me like that, Shan! Oon's not doing anything out there. The vow! Please, we have just calmed down these two months, because your request is treated like this, ta-ta-but you are accusing the no-no" he explained in self-defense.

As Shania's cries broke, this time she looked even worse, "Punish me, Mas! I want to go home, Mama, I don't want to be here anymore! I'm tired, same with all this! It should be at home all day like crazy, while you're doing great out there! I want us to split up!"

Oon brushed off all of Shania's repeated wishes to part from him, "Please Shan! You don't ask that, Oon's trying to find a way for us! Let you not be threatened in the apartment, or you feel safe. Honestly for these two months, I was thinking of taking you away from here. That's why I want us to strengthen each other! Don't do this, dear ..."

Shania chose to leave Oon, not wanting to argue about anything at this time. His head feels increasingly painful, if you remember the treatment of mother-in-law, also the marriage betel Oon some time ago.

But Oon tried to pull Shania's hand, because he did not want to see the beautiful face of the woman getting shabby and not excited in wading through everyday life that was increasingly uncomfortable for him.

"Shan ..." pull it on Shania's arm, but it's evaded by the woman.

BRAK ...!

The bedroom door was tightly closed, and it was locked from the inside.

Oon rubbed his face rough, snorted in annoyance, leaning his body against the wall near the bedroom door.

"Shan, open up baby. Love you the same. Don't be so angry. That woman is just a friend, Shan. I have nothing to do with him!" he said, knocking on the door slowly.

PRANG ...!

The sound of dings from the room makes Oon again resigned to his relationship that is getting worse with Shania.

Again Oon knocked on the door of the room, saying, "Shan, it's been two months that Mas's been holding back. Please don't let us get any further away, honey. I swear, she was just a secretary. Not models. We only have one business, and Mas will buy you a house in Depok area. Get closer to your mom. He helps, sells it. So, we can move house next month. Not here anymore if you feel uncomfortable ..."

Hearing Oon's statement, Shania replied in annoyance, "Mas lied! Let's just split up! I no longer want to continue this household. Until now, your mother never wanted to apologize to me. What marriage is this? A forced marriage that must pretend to be happy, but not happy. What is this thing called marriage hmm!?"

Oon let out a long sigh, "Oath for what Mas has to say for you to believe. We're going to face Mom, but not now baby. Please, understand for now only ...!"

"lik! They lied!!"