The Charm of the Man with a Wife

Pressure From Parents

“Shena!” call a middle-aged woman when she sees her child coming into the house after a day of struggling with her work.

Shena ignored the call of her mother who was sitting in the living room with her husband, as well as her co-workers. He just walked up the stairs one by one. His steps were made hastily as if impatiently wanting to get to his room quickly.

Sandra—ma Shena gesgas follow the child, the steps are no less fast, looks like half a run.

“Shena, wait!” Again, Sandra called out in a high voice for Shena to stop her steps. The girl immediately looked and glanced back at her mother, although still reluctant to issue a line of words.

Sandra seemed to be holding back emotions. “Did Mama ever teach you to behave like this?”

“Ma, Shena tired. Shena wants a break, tell Mama's guests to come home. Free, Shena also won't want to meet that smelly earth guy!” Shena continued her steps again towards the room.

“Shena, watch your words! What if he hears your rant!”

Shena instantly shut her mouth tightly, she let out a long sigh as if the oxygen on earth was about to run out. His ears were like a fire, hearing the mother constantly nagging.

Shena continued her steps towards the room. The door was deliberately opened violently, as if to show that he was now angry. Before the door closed perfectly, Sandra went inside her son's room—Shena.

The woman tried to speak well with the child. Usually, Shena has never been brash and lack of manners. However, this time he was completely powerless to hold back his anger because it continued to be under pressure from both parents.

“You till when you'll be like this keep going, Honey?” ask Sandra who began to be able to regulate her speech intonation. He began to understand the feelings of his son who was disturbed by his forced orders.

“Shena, do you want to be a spinster? Out there, many of my friends have two grandchildren. But, you hope your only mother is not even married until now, the woman at the age of 27 years it is time to get married, it is too mature, Shena.” Sandra approached Shena who was laying her body on her soft bed. He gently rubbed Shena's head, trying to calm the princess down.

“Ma, Shena is getting married. But not with him. Can Mama imagine, when Shena married the old man, how will the gossip of people, Ma? Remember, Mama's son is a career, successful, beautiful, and sexy woman. How is it possible to marry an old bandot, a distended stomach, gray hair. Still a big blow too, Papa. Shena's Pokonya won't. Point!”

“Shena, horrified Mama first! Mr. Lucky is Papa's business partner, he's the highest-savvy stock planter in Papa's company. You will definitely be the happiest woman if you marry her, you will be the queen, darling,” persuaded Sandra while stroking her daughter's long blonde hair.

“No matter, want to be princess, queen or even want to be president even once, Shena will not be interested.”

“Your father will be angry, Shen. Can you face your stubborn Papa?”

“That's Mama's business. After all, Shena already has a lover, he is handsome, rich, kind, and who is certainly still young, yet stinks of land!” sindir Shena glanced at the mother who continued to force her to marry a weathered bachelor.

“Since when did you have a girlfriend? Why never tell Mama?”

“Since Mama and Papa continue to force me to get married,” Shen replied briefly.

“Ma, call Shena tell get down!” Shouts from below sounded loudly in the ears of the two women in the room.