Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Fashion Show

...It turns out that our meeting was approved by God. As far as I go, you will find me....

...~Humaira Khema Shireen's...

...🌴🌴🌴...

After getting news about Syakir from his two in-laws. Humaira continued her days without thinking about Syakir. Moreover, Papa Hermansyah has promised that they will be monitored from afar and his men will find out where the whereabouts of Syakir.

Not trying to keep Jay away from his real father. Not to stay away from Syakir. However, Humai has not yet gained the courage to meet her ex-husband.

It was as if the love in her heart was growing bigger, making Humaira afraid that she would have more hope for her ex-husband. He was afraid of further dropping his heart and was fascinated by Syakir's charm now.

So let him try this time to stay away for a moment. Trying to hide from her ex-husband.

Today, Humaira is going to the campus. He will hold a fashion show on campus of their work. This is also a place to get the best value from their lecturers. Therefore, Humaira himself had prepared everything well.

"Nobody's missing, honey?" mama Emili asked her daughter.

There were some clothes that had not been brought there. There are two suitcases that have not been transported by his papa confidant.

"Nothing, Ma. Everything is ready" Humai said, justifying his son's clothes.

"Jay want to come with Mom?" asked Emili who saw her grandson preparing.

The tiny head nodded. 

"Yes, Oma. Mom said Jay could come along" Jay said, mimicking his mother's words.

"But Jay must remember. Can't bother Mom. Mother there is also an activity," said Mama Emili advised.

"Ready, Oma. Jay will look after Mama" said the boy, who always remembered his mother's advice.

Finally Jay had finished with sports shoes attached to both feet. Humai began to stand up. He also took his bag and hung it around his neck.

"You got your own car?" 

"No, Ma. Papa's driver was interracial" Humai said before he kissed the back of his mother's hand and landed a brief kiss on her cheek.

"Be careful, son." 

"Yes, Ma." 

Finally the car driven by the driver Papa Hermansyah quickly drove at medium speed. They penetrate the crowded city of Jakarta in the morning. The atmosphere that is still fresh is able to make both of them not stuck in traffic.

Until the four-wheeled vehicle reached the campus parking lot. Humai quickly helped his son down. Humai's arrival with the little boy certainly made everyone's attention on him.

Humai was no longer afraid. Even the girl did not feel insecure with Jay beside her. He's not even scared anymore in the bully. Past events, and revealed truths make Humai's life on his new campus so quiet.

Everyone even accepted their presence and did not bring up Humai's past. Therefore, this is where Humai can develop. He can be himself even if his changes are far from the past. 

"Don't take off the same handle Mom well. Mom was carrying her suitcase" Humai told Jay as the driver dropped off her suitcase with her performance shirt.

"Yes, Mom."

Eventually the mother and son started walking towards their stand. They are eager to sell and show their work to all the faculty at the campus.

On the way to the booth. Many students and students greeted Jay. The boy who was invited for the first time to enter was certainly waving his hands in a friendly manner.

"Mother, you know a lot of Jay, yeah?" 

Humaira chuckles. His son is very confident. Unlike her old self who was shy.

"Yes, Honey. Jay is famous here."

Jay didn't ask again. Until finally when they were almost at the Humai stand. The screams of two prik women who were very dear to Humai appeared.

"Hello, beautiful Mamud and handsome boy," Mira greeted him with excitement.

"Hello, my sweet voice" Lidya said to Jay.

"Hello, Ante Mira, Ante Lidya" Jay said with a smile. 

"Yes god. Her smile is so sweet, Mai. I'm courin' yah boy!" 

"Don't be weird. I don't want to have one  

your kayak model ghost," Humai said jokingly.

"He is a very evil god. Suitable to be your cruel in-law, Mai!" 

"Belgium!" said Humai who started to pull out his clothes.

How much the design of Humai clothes has been neatly arranged. At this time the girl took out a dress model with short cuts of thighs and short sleeves and there was a quarter of an arm. 

Some motifs of flowers and innocence are all there. This character is a theme of happiness. Especially if used Korean-style photos are also suitable.

"Jay I bring it to our Stand huh, Mai. Let Lo can be satisfied appreciating Lo's extraordinary work," Mira said to her friend.

Humai who put his clothes on the statue immediately turned his head.

"OKAY. Titip Jay yah." 

"Ready!"

After the death of Mira, Lidya and her son. Humai began putting up sales posters for his show in front of the Stand. The girl had really thought things through carefully. From the theme, design and model of clothes that are again trend all Humai do well and perfectly.

Even the news of Humai's representative going to Korea has spread throughout the campus. Humai's name and photo have been displayed on campus and he also received many prayers from his friends so that he could establish cooperation and his design was accepted.

"Eagerness, Humai. You can do it all!" humai said encouraging himself.

...🌴🌴🌴...

And elsewhere. It looks like two women are begging two men who are currently feeling dizzy with their behavior. It seemed like the conversation was like a request.

"Yes, Brother Syakir. Yes accompany us to see the performance on campus," he asked the man who was currently staring at his phone was working on something.

"You go. That's your college. So only you can enter" Syakir said without looking at the two men.

"Who said. We can take a friend. All of them promote their work as well" said one woman who has whiter skin. 

"Lazy!" reply Syakir without looking at them.

Feeling annoyed with these two men in front of him. Finally two women who are Syakir's coworkers, or arguably college children who work part time at the restaurant where he works, took the mobile phone Syakir and his friend. 

"Return!" said Syakir who was doing work helping his papa.

"Sakir must first. I just gave it back!" the word woman remains chuckling.

Syakir who could not resist ended up heavily nodding his head.

"alright. I'm coming!" 

~Connected

The biggest regret when we see the person we have insulted turns out to be more successful than himself.

This time no typu. Next chapter I made you turn over to see the former glow up Bang Kikir.

also go to my friend's work

Bara smiled sinisterly, she raised her shoulders and eyebrows after hearing Maura's words, "Huh! What did you say? Of jealousy? Me? Are you kidding me? Jealousy is only owned by people who have feelings of love, you know I don't have it for you!" Bara held onto both of Maura's cheeks violently, both of her legs locking onto Maura's small, rebellious body.

Bara's cruelty is not just there, not just torturing his body. But also his mental and his heart, that's more hurt.

"If you don't love me, why don't you just let go of me? What's difficult?" Maura asked her to ventured. Seems he is very tired with the nature of Bara.

The man I love has changed, what else to defend? All that warmth. All the love he showed me before, was fake love. I'm tired of wanting to end it all. Maura felt a pain in her heart.

As powerful as the girl held back the tears, she sobbed at the treatment of her husband.

"How dare you ask me to let you go! I seem to be getting too soft on you lately. All right, I'll show you how deeply I love you, if you want to know!" The man smiled cynically.