Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Mental Illness

...Believe as well as the truth is covered. Then there will be another way for God to reveal that truth by itself....

...~JBlack...

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Papa Haidar could only grip his phone tightly. He could not give anything to his son. He promises that he will no longer help Syakir to meet Humaira and Jay.

Whatever it is, if it has to do with both. He won't answer. It was as if the injury his son had inflicted was a fatal mistake. They don't want Syakir to make a mistake the second time. She doesn't want her son to come back if he meets them. 

"Please, Pa. Tell Syakir," Syakir asked in a voice pleading with him. "He was the son of Syakir. Syakir just wants to see it from afar."

That connected call at the loudspeaker indeed and made the two women whose faces were the same with different ages shake.

They are Mama Ayna and Sefira. They would not support Papa Haidar if the middle-aged man told Syakir.

"Pa!" 

"You don't know where your son and ex-wife are, Syakir!" exclaim Papa Haidar firmly. "Humaira never told me where she lived." 

I heard heavy breathing there. They know very well that Syakir is currently frustrated. However, they stick to their stance.

Once they said no. So, they will never tell you where the former daughter-in-law and granddaughter really are.

"Yes already. Papa's got a lot of work now. You better take a break and don't talk anymore!" papa Haidar said, then he turned off his phone.

There was no sound from the three. Only a heavy breath could be heard. It was as if Syakir's words were like impossible if he met Jay.

"What's Jay, Pa? Did Sister Syakir meet Jay?" 

"Either, Son. But whoever it is. To whatever extent we separate and cover them, if their destiny meets. No one can stop him!" 

Mama Ayna was silent. That made Papa Haidar and Giska worried. The two sat to the right and left of the middle-aged woman then gave a swipe on her arm.

"Mama!" call Giska gently.

"Truely said your father, Giska. As far as we can go, we've sealed Humai and Jay's whereabouts. If God wants them to meet. Then, surely they would meet without being able to be denied or delayed." 

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"I'm really grateful, Son Jeno. Sorry to be with Jay, he's too active and chatty" Mama Emili said when Jeno just came in with Jay who was in her cradle asleep.

"It's okay, Auntie. I'm happy to play with Jay myself" Jeno said, staring at the boy in her arms. 

"Let's take Jay to his mother's room, Nak Jeno. Let Jay sleep comfortably" Mama Emili said, pointing out the path where Jay should be laid.

Jeno's head was staring around. He saw many photos of Jay on display there. Even when Jay was little and seemed like a newborn there too. 

"Put him there" said Mama Emili who was immediately done by Jeno.

Carefully, the man put down Jay who was asleep quietly. The boy wasn't even distracted. 

"Jay doesn't like to be covered up. If he was wrapped, he would wake up soon and put away his blanket" said Emili, who knows his granddaughter's habits.

Jay is a cold kid. The child is always happy if the AC in his mother's room is turned on. The cold and cool feel makes it comfortable and sound to sleep.

He also does not like to wear blankets as cold as his AC. He would have disturbed his sleep if it remained covered.

"He's not gonna wake up, Auntie?" jeno asked as Jay hugged her favorite roll. 

"No, Son Jeno. Jay's always comfortable sleeping in his mother's room." 

Eventually the two men came out of Humaira's room. Mama Emili invites Jeno to sit down and relax.

"No need, Aunt. Jeno wants to go home. There are still jobs from campus that Jeno has to work on" Jeno said, declining Emili's request.

"But Humaira hasn't come home yet, Nak Jeno. Wait a minute," said Mama Emili holding back.

"No need, Aunt. Next time you can, right?"

Mama Emili finally did not force anymore. He drove Jeno to the front of the house.

"Getishalight." 

Mama Emili waved her hand. She smiled as Jeno started driving her car and left the courtyard of their home. 

When the mother of one child was about to turn around. A very familiar car entered his house.

"Good afternoon, Mama Emili!" two women screamed from the car.

Mama Emili smiled. He knew very well the owner of that shaky voice. 

"Good afternoon, my children!" 

The three women got out of the car. With the two girls chuckling at their embarrassing actions.

They scrambled to kiss Mama Emili's hand and made a woman who saw her just shake her head.

"They came here because Humai said Mama made a peanut cake" Humaira told her mother. 

"Mira kangen artificial cake, Mama Emili. Mira is the same as Lidya came here," Mira said honestly. "Who, isn't it, Ma?" 

"Father dong. Comein! Mama prepared that cake for you." 

Eventually they all went into the house. Mira, Lidya and Humaira headed straight to the living room. They let go of tired by sitting on the sofa while having fun. 

"Mai, you don't have any duties from Mr Jeno?" ask Lidya suddenly. 

Spontaneous hearing Jeno's name, made her remember something. Yes, his son is still with his lecturer or has been escorted home. 

"Nothing. I've all finished. Why?" humaira asked nervously as well as fearfully.

Afraid that Jay will come with Jeno and cause a riot in front of his two best friends. 

"I suspect something. Why are you the same Mr Jeno? Just keep the same Jay again."

"It's just a coincidence. Papa's car deflated and Mr. Jeno accidentally passed in front of the house and stopped. I'm hitchhiking and Jay's coming too."

Humaira still does not want these two friends to think about things that are not-no. Or assume if he has a relationship with a killer lecturer but handsome and valued by all campus students.

 Their conversation started to stall when Mama Emili came and made two jars of peanut cakes. The mother of one child also immediately went to the kitchen to make a drink. 

At that moment, Humaira felt dejavu. Her ears unconsciously heard the small voices that used to be heard first when the Shadiva Mother lived. 

"Don't eat chocolate cake, Mai!"

"Later you'll be spotty!" 

"Let's your face grow dull and ugly!" 

Humaira. He closed his ears as if that voice would no longer be heard. But the memories remain the same. Humaira's trauma still persists even though she has been happy with her new family.

"What's wrong?" call Lidya and Mira together.

The two hugged Humaira tightly. Until it worked and made Jay's biological mother breathe in a dashed because she was aware of the echo in her ears again.

"You hear again?" ask Mira who is worried about her best friend.

Humai. He doesn't have to cover anything up because his two best friends know all about his past.

"Calm down. It's just an illusion, Mai. Now you will not be caught again. Your face is smooth and you are beautiful. The words of your late mother are all just a mere mode!" mira said soothingly.  

~Connected

Believe me mentally ill people are not easy to get up again. Especially the trust issue he felt.

Although it is beautiful, insecure must be attached. And one of these chapters, I took from my own friend.

Sometimes we have to be more careful before talking because we are afraid that our speech is even mentally damaging to people.

Next chapter what if Bang Syakir met Mas Bar first well. Humai went to Mas Bar's house. Duh lalalala's