OJO NGONO MAS

My Real Wife

Things start to get a little tense and hot. Mass media reports about Lucky. Amira acted as if she was a victim of betrayal of love.

Mami Melani is obviously angry at Lucky. Nagging his only son. Because now, news hunters began to pry information about Sri's personal life.

"You have to be tough on Amira, Luck. Look what he's doing now. Whatisit? She's acting as if you're a traitor" Melani nagged in front of the television featuring gossip infotainment news.

Lucky just shut up. Looking towards the television. Sri sat next to Lucky and could only look at the serious face with concern.

"Well.now look! now your wife is the actor! Aaaiihh. Mami's dizzy, Luck!" Melani shook her head and nibbled her temples dizzy.

Lucky was silent. Grabbing the glass in front of him and sipping a drink in it once in a moment. Lay the glass tightly until it makes a noise as if the glass and the thick glass table will break apart.

Sri was shocked. She rubbed her chest with a scared face. Glancing at Mami Melani who was also shocked looked at Lucky fatigued.

"If your papa finds out, you're done, Luck" growled melani.

Lucky growled furiously. Graham's knocking. Staring at Amira's crying face on the television screen. Then suddenly stood up and stepped wide leaving mami Melani and Sri.

They just let Lucky go. Sri looked at her mother-in-law who was also staring at her. Approaching Sri and then holding her hand.

"Darling, I'm sorry, mommy's family, huh?" lirih Melani's.

"It's okay, mommy. It's just gossip" Sri replied trying to smile.

"It's because we're not having your wedding party. Mami and Papi are wrong to obey Lucky's will first. No party, so it's like this"

"Already, mami. Don't worry about that anymore. It's nothing"

Melani feels guilty for Sri. Lucky used to condition him. Want to marry Sri on condition that there is no party at the mansion. Lucky doesn't want to publish his wedding. Quite all the events are only in Sri's house in the village.

Now everything gets complicated. Lucky's good name has become contaminated. And his son-in-law was accused of being the usurper of Amira's lover.

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Can not be prevented, the news has already penetrated a wide bar throughout the country. No exception to Sri village. Everyone is talking about the Sri household. Many neighbors ask questions of his mother.

Warti just called his daughter to ask about it. Sri could only calm her crying mother. Sitting in bed listening to her mother on her cell phone.

"Piye toh Sriiii.... How come you're so zinc as an actor? lah wong kuwe legitimate wife. Piye toh jarene sriiii.."

"Bune, it's just gossip. Wes loh ojo nanges meneh (again)" Sri still trying to calm his mother.

"Tonggo-tonggo do takon, nduk (All neighbors on tanya). Bune must say opo?"

"Yes say it's gossip, bune. Mase love me anyway"

"Endi bojomu? (Where's your husband?) Bune wants to talk"

"Mase still works bune. Don't bother"

Warti breathed a heavy sigh. Didn't expect there would be any unkind gossip she had to hear about her daughter. Deciding on a phone call after Sri could convince her that there were no major problems about her household.

Sri was also shaken. Not only in the mainstream media, even now his facebook account has been flooded with blasphemy. A lot of netizens who snatched and ruffled his facebook account.

Many notification messages popped up on Sri's phone. Especially if you read a lot of blasphemous comments about him. Sri could not read it. From starting to physically insult, until the ethics were commented on.

He threw his cell phone in bed. Bending her knees and hugging her knees while hiding her face there. Crying without being stopped again. Sri was shaken up. Things change very drastically.

I heard no door open. Lucky came in and saw Sri crying hugging her knee. Lucky's heart is like a seyat sembilu. It's all his fault. He had to fix all this mess.

Sri felt a big hand stroking her head gently. He raised his head and saw Lucky's face in front of him. Bending leaning the handsome face looked at Sri lekat.

"Why crying? hmm?"

"Mase.." said Sri.

Lucky smiled wryly. Sit on the edge of the bed. Staring at Sri pilu. Removing the tears that soaked his wife's smooth cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Sri" Slowly Lucky spoke.

Hearing that Sri's tears even more broken. It was heartbreaking to hear Lucky truly apologise with the deepest feeling.

"M-maass.."

Sri's voice trembled with sadness and sadness. They're in trouble. Good name on the stake. It wasn't just Lucky's fault. But it's also his fault. Selfishness causes all of this.

Lucky hugged Sri's body. He held her tight as if afraid of losing. I feel the sadness of Sri. He also saw all the comments of people who knew pretentiously about their relationship.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'll fix everything"

Sri could only sob without being able to say a single word from her lips. Hugging her husband spills all the fret that hit.

Lucky stretched his arms. Removing Sri's tears. Staring at his wife's sad face and wet eyes.

"Mom knows?" ask Lucky. Sri just nodded.

Lucky immediately reached into his pants pocket. Take out your phone and check your number. Calling him to talk.

"Don't cry anymore, baby. We call mom" Lucky looked at Sri pleading.

Soon Sri wiped her tears. She also did not want her mother to see her cry. Lucky made a video call. And immediately received by Barti's mother.

"Son Lucky" said Warti quickly.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am" Sapa Lucky looked at the phone screen that displayed a visual of her mother-in-law. The look on Warti's face depicted sadness and anxiety at once.

"Moskalamic. How boy? is beritane true?" Just go straight to the point of the problem.

Lucky smiled a little. Feeling guilty for her mother-in-law.

"Sorry, Mom. I need to hear that rumor. But that's not true, ma'am"

"Alhamdulillah.. I'm scared to hear the news, son. Neighbors all on nanya"

"Mother, once again forgive me. I'll fix this problem"

Warti could breathe a sigh of relief at the news that was not true. He could tell everyone that his daughter was not an actor.

Lucky embraces Sri's shoulder. Close her up so that her mother-in-law can see that her daughter is safe with her daughter-in-law. Pecking Sri's head with a pity. Then looking at her mother-in-law reassuredly.

"I love Sri, Mom. Don't worry about the rumors not being true" Lucky said. Sri can only smile a little staring at her mother on the mobile screen.

"Mom hope, all right, son Lucky" Warti can now smile happily. Looking at his daughter, dear.

"Yes Mom. Pray that we both get through this"

"Yes. Bune always prayed for happiness for both"

After she finished talking to her mother-in-law, Lucky immediately closed the video call. Staring at Sri beside him. Swiping the cheek that had dried from those tears.

"All will be well, Sri"

Sri nodded. Lucky kissed Sri's forehead gently. Then he took his wife lying down. Giving his arm as a pillow for the head of the sri. Hugging his wife clinging to his chest. Peeling Sri's head many times.

"Damn..."

"Hmm?"

"Where's tomorrow? must be in the office already excited, mas"

Lucky held his embrace. Pull Sri's chin to stare at her. Their faces are very close. Sri could feel Lucky's breath that smelled of mint invigorating every nerve of his brain.

"You should come tomorrow. But not as an employee. You must come as my real wife"

Lucky's words managed to make Sri's eyes wide open. Can't believe Lucky would say that.

"Keep, how's Sri Mase doing?" rengek Sri pout spoiled.

Lucky was anxious to see those glaring eyes. Immediately snatched his wife's wet lips. Mema**tnya. Releasing Luma**nnya when Sri began to run out of breath.

"From tomorrow, there's no work. No business should be. You're my wife. Only serve me. Don't listen to the others. Understood?"

Sri had to agree. That's a request from my beloved husband. There can be no more rebuttal. No work, no business. Just taking care of my dear husband.

Then want to crack what else? Sri can only resign when her husband plunders her body and mind at once. Can't refuse anymore. So a housewife who is obedient. As long as the husband is dear. What is the pleasure that Sri denies?