Mas Oon Is My Husband
It still hurts so much

The night was getting late, the door was not open. All that was heard from the direction in the room was the sound of Shania's sobs. Instantly Oon gasped from his momentary sleep.

Again the burly hand knocked on the door very slowly, "Shan ..." He glanced at the watch on his right wrist, then called again, "Shan, Shania .. open the door, baby!"

Shania's voice shouts from inside, "Mas just go! Leave me, I don't want to have a husband who already looks clean well groomed, even spread the charm out there with other girls! I don't think I know hmm!"

Oon grabbed his own hair out of frustration. Somehow he who is tired of coming home from the office, must be faced with Shania who asked for a divorce, just because she heard a phone call from another woman, so that he really fell asleep while sitting on the floor near the door of their room.

Once again Oon sharpened his hearing, again knocking on the door slowly while pleading, "Shan. It's been two months Mas so unemployed upper class, not very good. I miss you, Shan. Really, that woman is just the housing secretary we're gonna take, baby."

Crc ...

The sound of the door lock opened, Oon immediately held the door hendel, opening a little just to bend his face before his beloved wife.

Shania's face still pouted sourly, making Oon back massaged his chest, then approached the wife who was still bending her face.

"Hmm, what the hell are you doing? During post-mortarication, you are always pouting. Mas is also saddened by the loss of our son Shan. Never become an introvert like this. You don't want to meet anyone, even very close yourself including the same, Mas. What's wrong, you can tell me everything" he rubbed on his wife's back.

Since Mala hit Shania's face on the car door some time ago, there was a beret wound on her face. Many times he asked Oon to perform a beret removal operation like that slashed, but never heeded by the man.

"My face is deformed, my mother! Defect because of your mother. So I better lock myself up, so as not to be the subject of ridicule of those who ask me the cause of my wounds!"

Hearing the wife's babble, Oon swallowed his own saliva, feeling uneasy, knowing where they were going.

"Darling, listen to me. It's been more than two months since I met Mom. Because I don't want to fight the old man. So it's better to avoid not wanting to argue. Please understand the position, Mas."

Shania averted her eyes, choosing to climb onto the messy bed, covering her body with a blanket until she could no longer see her face.

Honestly, this time Shania is like a person who really closes herself, so feel at home alone without doing any activity.

I don't know what Shania had in mind, making Oon really confused what to do.

Slowly, Oon slumped down his body from feeling tired, unwilling to ask again. Hoping when he woke up in the morning, he saw a smile rising from the tiny lips of the wife with a joke like a normal married couple.

Occasionally Oon glanced at Shania's body, then wrapped his hands around her slender belly while closing his eyes.

Shania was still crying, unwilling to touch Oon's hand because of his suspicion and disappointment.

Both of them fell asleep, entered the dream world. Both of them hope, they will enter the same dream, but all that is only false hope.

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Morning greeting, sounding rain in the ears of both, making their bodies embrace more tightly because they feel cold.

Oon could feel the wriggling of Shania's spoiled body and further tightened his body, directly peeping the wife's forehead gently.

"Mashh, I'm asking for a maid dong. To accompany me, clean the house and pack all our clothes. I'm tired, Mas!" the stupor was a little whining.

The smooth-looking cheek only nodded in agreement, saying a slow glance towards Shania, "Mas kangen, Shan ..."

Shania directly turned her body to the left side, and did not want to argue this early in the morning. Mumbled to himself, because of the feeling he still felt in his heart, "Emang yummy, two months I winain. Who told cuek gini same wife. From yesterday I asked to Singapore, even buy a house. Keep this house wants to be loved by whom ...?" regrettable.

Oon who saw the change in Shania, could only sigh deeply, and sat on the lip of the bed massaging his temple slowly.

For some reason, Oon who felt tightness in his part, chose to go to the bathroom to clean himself. He flushed his body, with mixed feelings and even feelings of disappointment.

Two months is not a short time for a man who has a wife to go through it all without doing it. Oon's feelings are like being played by Shania, because of her hatred for Mala.

"I have to see Mom, and bring Shania to meet her. Let's know and be clear what the problem is with Mom and Shania besides hating for not ignoring Oon at that time. But it's all over. It's been almost a year of our household, even being cold as ice cubes ..."

Without waiting for long, Oon came out of the bathroom, then saw the wife who was not in their dispute room.

"Where is Shania, does she prepare all breakfast ...?"

Out of curiosity, Oon stood behind the door, watching Shania prepare breakfast in the mini kitchen of their small house.

One smile broadened on Oon's lips, feeling his own happiness in his heart as a husband.

Rushing Oon, took a shirt in the wardrobe, because he wanted to give a surprise that he bought some time ago in one of the shopping centers.

With sagging footsteps, Oon approached Shania who was behind him, because the feeling of pleasure of the big tall man immediately wrapped his hands in the slender furrow of the wife.

However, because of the feeling of shock, Shania immediately avoided her body from the husband's embrace, and immediately shuffled back to make Oon who got rejection not let go of his embrace, and then immediately shrugged off, so that one doormat foot can make both of them fall on the floor of their kitchen.

BJN ...!

BRAK ...!

POSTER ...!

Oon's body first fell on the floor on his back, while Shania who was holding a spatula floated on the husband's face, then his body was greeted by the man.

Both are shocked and Shania can feel her husband grimacing withstanding the pain in her back.

"Shan .. This hurts so much. Why aren't you okay? Agh ..." the face that now seemed to be glowing as the woman hoped, still did not soften the heart of Shania who returned closed because she remembered the treatment of her in-laws.

"I'm sorry, Mom! I can't be like the beginning, my heart still hurts ..."