Oh My Mister
Secrets and Love

Suddenly a voice came from a woman. A voice so familiar to Maxim.

"Yes everything is true" said the woman loudly.

All eyes were on the woman, especially Maxim, his body was fixated to see the wife who came suddenly accompanied by her two sisters and best friend.

Micah walked up to her husband, staring closely at the eyes of her eternal lover.

"Max, we've promised to be together in joy and sorrow, but why don't you share your problems with me?"

"I'm sorry, I don't want you to mind much." Max said softly even reluctant to look at his wife's face.

"Friends of all, it's true what Clara said. I was dirty, because exactly about a month before we got married I had a p*merk*saan incident. I was depressed and almost crazy. But does a victim like me not deserve to be happy? why should I be ostracized for a bad incident I don't want?"

Micah stared intently at the cameras lined up in front of him, there was no weakness in the look on the woman's face. He was so loud to tell his dark story.

"I even got away from Maxim but he kept trying hard to get my heart back, until I realized he loved me so much that he sacrificed everything for me." Micah looked at her husband's face, for some reason her feelings were so warm considering the sacrifice of her handsome husband.

"Then did you find out that Max was a fellow enthusiast? then is it true that the fetus in your womb is the result of the incident?"

Ask one of the reporters.

Micah smiled, clasping her husband's hand tightly and answering the reporter's question,

"I've only recently learned about my husband's dark secret, maybe I was disappointed at first but seeing his sincerity I thought there was no harm in giving him a second chance. If God alone could forgive the sins of his great servant, I, this ordinary man, would not forgive my husband's guilt."

"Regarding my pregnancy, this fetus is purely our son. A gift from God to Maxim who has fought hard to change.

Me and him both have dark records but is it wrong if we want to bury him deeply, we just want to live the household hick happily? I really love her, no matter what she's in, now and forever."

Connect Micah.

Maxim was flabbergasted at his wife's words, as he hugged Micah and kissed her forehead without caring about the many eyes that were still looking at him.

"I love you, I love you. I'm sorry I always get you in trouble."

Max put his forehead on his wife's forehead, clear liquid just escaped the two pairs of eyes owned by the husband and wife.

"All right now everything is clear, thanks to the attention and enthusiasm of all media colleagues", David said closing the press conference.

"In the meantime, Dav, I want to say something."

Max let out David's interruptions, he took over the conversation.

"My wife and I have told you everything in all honesty, I hope no one bullies me and makes any more negative comments about my wife. And if you are disappointed in me, then for the sake of convenience of all I declare ready to withdraw from The Prince even from the entertainment world, Thank you."

Max clasped his wife's hand and walked out of the room.

"I'm sorry, I've been troubling you guys a lot." Max said bowed, to both his Friend and David.

They embrace each other as if cheering Max who still looks down.

"Spirit! I'm sure your fans won't let you back off like that." Said Jerry.

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Max and Micah immediately returned to the hospital to pack up his wife's belongings, after the doctor once again examined Micah's condition and Micah was allowed to return home.

Now they're back at Larry's house, where they've been waiting for Maxim's family and Micah's. And Max's gaze locked onto the figure of his father-in-law who was looking at him so sharply.

"Sir I beg you to forgive me, I swear to God I really love my Father's daughter. I had absolutely no ill intention of choosing him."

"I really loved Micah for who he was, for no other purpose. I hid all this for fear that my father and mother would not approve of me marrying Micah. I beg you to forgive me, don't separate us." Max continued to pray to his father-in-law who looked unmoved, until Pak Ali seemed to crouch and stroke his daughter-in-law's head.

"Yes wes Le, you know everything from your father. Wake up son, I will not separate you from Micah."

Maxim was flabbergasted to hear his in-laws answer, a presence that was so crowded because it was filled with fear as if suddenly felt relieved. He was so grateful and kissed the back of his father-in-law's hand.

"Le, I really appreciate and appreciate your hard work. Just one thing you ask, be a good priest for your daughter in a moment you will be a father and never leave the prayer." Said Mr. Ali softly.

"Thank you sir." Maxim said with gratitude.

"Yes, rest, let it pass and look to the future of you both. Don't mind anymore, because behind all this trust Gusti Allah prepared something that is best for you both."

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Not long ago, the news about the press conference has become a trending topic in the world of entertainment, especially a hot conversation in cyberspace.

Max turned off his phone, he really wanted to rest and spend the rest of the day with his wife.

"Thank you dear." Max kissed his wife's forehead.

Max lay on the bed with Micah, who made his shoulder a pillow.

They hugged each other to release all the fatigue and problems that occurred, occasionally Max gently rubbed his wife's stomach that slightly appeared prominent.

"I'm happy to live with you." Max looked at his wife's face, which looked so close to him.

"Me too, I'm so grateful to have met you." Micah smiled and touched her husband's face gently.

Both Netra Max and Micah locked, Max slowly brought his lips closer to his wife's. Soft kisses could not be avoided anymore, they grumbled and mel*mat each other as if releasing and forgetting the burden of life for a moment.

Max changed his position, he stared fixedly at his wife's face, stroked her and then again kissed her forehead, eyes and nose. He kissed his wife's red lips again.

His hands began to swoop into the clothes that his wife was still wearing, and Mer*mas soft p*yudar* belonged to his wife to twist the shoots with anxiety.

Geck...Geck... Geck...

The door of their room was knocked, with a feeling of annoyance and heaviness Max walked towards the door and opened it, while Micah chuckled at her sulking husband.

"So we ate first, we've been waiting for everything." Marrie said with a sinless face.

"Hemm bring it up, just interrupt it." Max said with a grunt.

"Yeee is ordinary dong! pity Micah's sister if it's too late to eat, if you're very bodo!" Marrie passed by leaving her sister still upset.

"Let's eat first, and then we'll continue." Micah whispered and gently bit her husband's earlobe.

A smile immediately rose on the man's face, Max immediately caught up with his wife who was walking ahead of him.

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The next day Gerrard's residence was seen on the riots because so many wreaths and nissan in the designation for Clara to fill the entire yard of his house.

"Rip of Clara's conscience".

"Hell awaits you Clara".

"Rip Clara Rosella Gerrard".

Blasphemy words engraved on the wreath and nissan, so that social media Clara did not escape the attacks of netizens from various countries.

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