The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 9 BABYMOON

...•Harmony story, there will be conflict also during the tragedy when Babymoon-Hope behind the lantern 2 °...

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The sun had appeared behind the hillside, the song of birds singing melodiously in the far reaches of the city. White clouds in the shape of cotton blobs look happy in space.

The couple were standing at the airport door, saying goodbye to Fred and Shu before leaving.

"Thank you for dropping off" Alon said, hugging the two, Syha also hugged and kissed Shu on both cheeks.

"Together," Shu replied rubbing her daughter-in-law's shoulder gently.

"Take good care of my daughter-in-law, just watch out for her making her cry there."

"Haha yes Amma," Alon pinched his mother's cheek in a fit of anxiety.

Fred said "keep yourself there." then patted the youngest son's back before releasing a hug.

The two waved, entered the plane and took off to the city of Taipei, Taiwan.

Shu looked at her husband with a worried face, "are we really going to do that?."

"We've agreed to this, honey" Fred breezed away, followed by his wife who was beset with anxiety.

"I'm so against the matchmaking that happened to our son, Alon loves Rashanda shouldn't it be"

The man interrupts quickly, refuting all arguments his wife "Marrying such a girl is mere nonsense, the Reid family appreciates her existence because she has conceived an expert heir. After the baby is born, he'll never set foot here."

Shu flinched, turning her face away with silence.

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As the plane took off, Syha clasped tightly onto the seat, her body shaking violently, her face deathly pale, her lips turning white. He was so afraid of heights that it reminded him of the death of his biological parents.

Alon took off the earphones he had plugged into the ear hole "Do you feel nauseous." he asked curiously.

"No," Syha hid the unrest. The breath was as strong as possible and sighed softly, still the cold sweat was still pouring down his body.

"You scared?"

The woman replied by shaking her head, but still Syha could not hide the fear that was clearly displayed from the look of her face.

Alon stretched out a palm "just hold this to allay your fear."

"No, I'm fine" chuckled Syha refused, as the plane began to slightly shake the woman screamed in fear, she hugged Alon's arm tightly. His eyes were forced to shut, his mouth was constantly rummaging for help from God.

Alon raised the hand brace that separated them, letting this beautiful woman hug him freely. Syha no longer thought about her dislike of coming into contact with Alon, she just wanted this shock to quickly subside.

Alon rubbed and stroked the mane strands gently. Syha looked up, her nether was observing her husband's face carefully. Jaws that look firm, hair stuck upwards, the shape of an eagle's eyes, making this man not escape the enchanting word.

"Yes, I know I'm handsome. There's no need to touch that cake too, just fall in love with gmana?"

Syha poked her lips, patted her arm at a glance "you're so smart, yes" spontaneously she immediately pushed Alon's body away.

The man frowned "Aish when he first approached, but instead I was pushed."

Syha ignores Alon's words by lying down, again the plane experiences turbulence. Syha reflex hugged her husband back.

The man chuckled, "after dong, did you refuse."

Syha shook her head even more tightened her embrace, "no-no please don't" the woman raved.

Alon smiled faintly, "because I've kindly given my body to you to hug, play back in front of Ayi well, we have to act like husband and wife."

Syha agreed without thinking, her fear was too great than serving Alon's words.

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They had arrived at the house of Ayi, the sister of Alon's mother. Ayi welcomed warmly, letting go of longing by hugging her nephew who had long since not met.

Ayi pointed her pupils at a woman beside Alon "oh this.." The middle-aged woman seemed to think for a moment looking at the stranger who was visiting her house.

Alon clasped Syha's hand to approach "this is my wife Ayi, my dear Ayi"

The darling? Syha widened her eyes, a far too big a play. Why would Alon call him that.

Alon flickered seductively, Syha frowned her brows 'this man is itching so much!'

But Alon this time glared, Syha quickly realized that it was a theatrical code.

Syha turned her face then gave a smile "salam knows Ayi, I am Syha."

The woman was mangosteen poring over the tip of the hair up to Syha's feet with a cynical look.

"Let's go in" Ayi invited them to enter the house. Shades of typical Chinese ornaments decorate the entire house.

"Alone between your wives and above, yes, Ayi will cook your dinner."

Alon nodded obediently, leading his wife towards the guest room.

"Rest," said Alon, taking off the button shirt on his wrist "you want rice porridge?"

"No" answered Syha with her coat in her arms, she sat on a queen-sized mattress.

"You're pregnant, think about your fetus, too" Alon stood at the door "I'm going down, asking Ayi to cook it for you."

Syha was only speechless, after 20 more minutes passed the woman spent her time pensively on the balcony of the room.

The sound of the door opening, Alon carried a tray containing a bowl of porridge and fruits. "It's porridge, eat it."

Syha shakes her head in denial, there is no day for Alon without rejection from his wife. I do not know when Syha once accepted all forms of giving.

"Do I need to bribe?" Fresh Alon, his expression seemed overwhelmed facing his wife. It turns out this is what happens if a woman grows up to be an independent person, it is only appropriate that Syha always refuses any attention given.

"Not us-"

Alon sat down, took the bowl, poked the porridge and blew it "Open your mouth."

The man replied, allowing his wife to eat as she pleased. Alon chose to peel the apple. When he was about to cut, Syha was still busy playing porridge, not a single mouthful escaped to her mouth.

Alon put down the fruit and grabbed the bowl just like that "It's already open your mouth now."

Syha complied, there was no longer any reason to refuse.

"You are very good at cooking, no one can beat the porridge," Cetus Alon, he gave a glass of water to drink. Shah accepted the gift.

"I want to help Ayi down below," he chimed in after taking a sip of water and leaving the rest in half.

Alon raised his face, showing a disapproving expression "No need, just rest." His rebut.

"But I still want to help," Suha pleaded a little.

There was a knock on the door from the outside, Alon approached the blocker and opened it, seen Ayi standing with a few vegetables.

"Ah Alon, is your wife not busy. I want to ask her for help cooking."

Alon rubbed his nape, replying to Syha's glare that looked at him intently "My wife's father"

Syha interrupted as she approached the door "I'm not busy Ayi."

Alon barked sharply, hinting Syha to stay in the room. But, the woman still stepped over her body just like that to get out of the room.

As it was about to strangle, a mobile phone ringing sounded.

Tring...

Alon picked up the call connected to his cell phone

"Baby, where are you" Kelly asked in a voice that impressed her.

Alon replied with a sigh "In Taiwan, what is it?"

"I miss you."

Alon rubbed his hair, thinking about how he should reply "Kel, we'll talk later."

"But Baby," Kelly continued to whine, asking the man to spare a moment.

"Later on" Alon turned off the call without letting his interlocutor respond.

Kelly grunts, vowing swearing at Rashanda where she is. Previously he was so patient, not approaching Alon because of Hannah, now there are other things that took away his lover.

Alon went down the stairs, saw Syha was down, there was a sobbing sound from the woman. Sighing the man ran over with anxious feeling thought Syha must be crying because Ayi treated her badly.

His wife seemed busy cutting onions, Syha looked confusedly at him

"Why are you running?" Asked the woman to wipe her crackers.

Alon responded by shaking nervously "nothing," he replied firmly.

Syha tilted her head and resumed her activities.

"I'm sure I'm also because I love you."

gerundel Alon, his intonation was deliberately reduced so that the woman did not hear him.

Syha glared sharply "what were you talking about?"

Alon was shocked, turning his face to hope that Syha forgot her question just now.

Ayi finished picking vegetables from the garden "Do you like seafood Syha?" Tanya Ayi put the basket inside the sink.

"A little Ayi" replied Syha

Alon helped Ayi carry some baskets "Let's give it to me," Alon bargained, lifted the basket and cleaned the vegetables from the ground that was still attached

"Have you ever tried a hotpot?," Alon's gaze was diverted to the syha.

The woman stopped her activities for a moment "Not yet" she replied shaking slowly.

Alon replied "Try on you'll like it."

Ayi brought a bag of groceries and some sheets of money "Syha can you go to the market? This is near here, this is a shopping list"

Alon rushed to wash his hands, then snatched the item. Syha is surprised at the speed at which her husband suddenly holds all the groceries.

"Honey you're here let me go." Alon said with a sweet smile, Syha was lulled with the curve of the crescent moon adrift on the man's face.

Ayi slapped Alon's shoulder quite hard "Don't be so Alon, let your wife look for the wind outside, she must be so for."

Alon grimaced, 'Asian mothers if mukul is indeed brainless, grunt slowly'.

Shha recalls before Alon "I'm coming."

The man shook his head firmly, not to be fooled by his wife's puppy eyes "No need."

Syha pursed her lips, annoyed. Alon could not bear to look at that cute expression "Later you kidnapped om-om brewok out there."

Just like Ayi, Syha hit the man's shoulder in the same spot. Alon endured the pain, why at will these two women beat him up.

"Absolutely you if you speak," said Syha turning her eyes. Why this man is a hobby to provoke his anger, but he will know that he is pregnant. What if he dies silly from exploding emotions?

"Which man isn't tempted by you?" Ledek Alon.

Syha stared cynically at "You're Alon."

"I'm the saliva netesin every time I look at you" Alon casually replied

"HEY!" Syha again pinched the man with anxiety.

Alon screeched "Yes, oh my goodness."

Both of Ayi's eyes looked at the behavior of the couple before her, Alon looked very different since he met this man last time. Though Alon always scowled and acted cold, Ayi never saw the humorous nature of Alon to any woman even including Hannah.