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Syakir VS Jeno

...Believe me when you get your blessing then there is still action I will do....

...~Thunder Syakir Alhusyn...

...🌴🌴🌴...

It was like a fresh breeze that made her spirit soul and mind after a long day of turmoil. He finally had a new spirit. Have a reason to survive. Have the green light of the most important person the woman loved to keep fighting.  

Yes, Syakir, he knows very well that his ex-wife's real father made way for him. Give her blessing so she can fight again. On condition that Syakir must not force his ex-wife to accept his presence again.

Finally today Syakir will start the approach. He looked at the clock on his wrist that showed it at three in the afternoon. He drives his car at a moderate speed. His smile continued to shine on both corners of his lips.

He was looking forward to meeting his two favorites and playing with them. He promised this time he wouldn't force it like their first meeting. He'll be more patient. He would wait until Humaira would accept him.

"I'll buy a toy for my son" Syakir said, turning his steering wheel towards the toy store. "For the first time I finally came to this store." 

Syakir stopped his car immediately when his vehicle had stopped right in front of the store he was heading to. He immediately went down with his wallet and purse. His face continued to sparkle as his eyes began to see some neatly arranged toys there. 

"Good afternoon, sir. What toys are you looking for? Maybe I can help?" Baraw a female servant who looked towards Syakir with her flirtatious eyes. 

"I want to find a toy for my son" Syakir said directly as he realized the meaning of the gaze.

He wasn't the kid yesterday afternoon. He was very knowledgeable and experienced about something like this. How women are attracted to men and their movements. 

The woman looked down. He realized that this man in front of him seemed to be insinuating about his actions.

"If you may know, what age are you?" 

"Nearly three years," Syakir said smoothly.

Without asking Humai. Calculated from the departure of the woman can make him guess how old his first son was. 

"What about this?" bargain waiter showed a very nice and luxurious remote control car. 

Syakir's eyes stared at the car happily. He took the toy car and saw it.

"May Jay like it" Syakir said slowly and gave it to the servant. "It." 

"Have, Sir?" 

I saw another toy. He bought a remote-controlled aircraft. Then a toy train that can walk on its own.

All that Syakir asked for a pack and he paid for it immediately. He doesn't care how much money he spends. Even though he knew his job was just a waiter. He does not have as much treasure as he once did.

However, for nearly three years he was alone, rising up on his own, learning and improving himself and his working money he saved. Apparently able to make him can buy his own car even though it must be credit. And a motorcycle for him.

"Thank you" said Syakir, and he immediately took his groceries and started getting into his car.

He soon returned to continue his journey. Until less than an hour, Syakir's vehicle finally began to enter the yard of his ex-wife's house.

From his car, he could see his son was playing with both of his former in-laws. He's getting nervous. I don't know what Jay will do when he sees her after this.

However, even to retreat, it was no longer useful for him. Syakir has arrived here. He must be bold and show himself before the son.

Eventually, Syakir started to get out of his car. His hand also carries a pouch containing toys for Jay. His arrival certainly made Jay who was playing ball and accidentally kicked towards Syakir made the boy see his arrival.

Syakir caught the ball. He smiled and tried to shake off his awkwardness. 

"Here," said Syakir handing it to Jay.

The boy had not received the ball. Instead of reaching out, Jay backed off and stood at the back of Papa Hermansyah's feet. 

"Eh, dear," said Mama Emili who already knew who Syakir was. "It's Om Syakir loh." 

Jay shakes. He gripped his open leg tightly. Diringa drowned her face at Papa Hermansyah's feet. 

"It's the ball, honey," Jay said with a disappointed look. 

Papa Hermansyah could see that. He pulled his grandson's hand and carried the tiny body.

"Say I'd like to see Om Syakir?" 

Jay's head shook. He won't even show his face. Drowns on his neck. 

"Om Syakir wants to see Jay. Om Syakir also brought toys. Looky!" 

Slowly Jay's head was lifted. He glanced towards Syakir's hand which turned out to be right. He brought a bag with a toy store logo that he used to bring for him. 

"Later Mom?" 

"Mom will not be angry" said Hermansyah reassured. 

"But Mom was crying yesterday" Jay replied as he was.

"Now mom won't cry. Believe the same Opa," said Hermansyah confidently.

Slowly the man aligned his body. He smiled and handed Jay the ball. After he was accepted, he gave the bag. 

"Hopefully Jay likes well," said Syakir who made the boy bow his head.

He opened the bag until his hand and took out a few boxes from inside.

"Wah plane," she screeched with a happy face.

Syakir smiled. "You wanna play the same Om?" 

Jay looked at Syakir closely. His head nodded then he handed the lesawat to Syakir.

The father and son then walked more to the middle of the garden in the courtyard of Papa Hermansyah's house. The man inserted a battery that he had deliberately bought for the remote control of his son's game. 

After pairing. Syakir put the plane on the grass. Then Jay who began to be curious approached towards Syakir. Unexpectedly the little boy tightened his body to see how Syakir moved the remote control.

"Come, Om!" 

I don't know why Syakir's heart warms. He didn't waste the situation. He quickly played the remote stick until his plane could fly.

The father and son laughed together. Even as the plane spun and climbed higher made the laughter of the two endlessly. Papa Hermansyah and Mama Emili who just look until shed tears.

Both of them did not expect God's fate as good as that. God still gives his grandson a unique opportunity to feel the affection of a biological father.

"Higher, Om! Come on," said Jay with passion.

Their happiness seems very simple. Even unconsciously the behavior of the father and son was seen by a woman standing behind the window of her room.

He looked at the two men who had the same face with tears dripping down.

"It turns out you're back. You found both of us" she said, wiping away her tears.

However, that happiness slowly dimmed when a familiar car came into the yard of Hermansyah's house. 

Jay quickly detached himself from Syakir and stared at the figure who had just descended from the four-wheeled vehicle. 

"Of Jeno!" jay shouted running towards him.

Sajakir spontaneously stood up. He gazed towards his more spirited son by welcoming the arrival of the man he had met at the restaurant. 

There is a feeling of jealousy in Syakir. However, a pat on his shoulder made him turn his head.

"You have to fight more, Syaki! Your rival is already standing there," Papa Hermansyah said in seriousness. 

~Connected

Poor Bang Kikir. His position is still inferior to Lecturer Yuhuu

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Chapter Screenshot: Having an Old Husband.

"Dhya! You just startle me! Why are you going down here, huh? Our school is far away from here!" adnan looks annoyed at hearing Kirana scream.

"Sorry sir has made Mr. Teacher shocked, but I just want to get off here sir, because I don't want my friends to see me get off the car Mr. Teacher."

Adnan clenched his forehead, after hearing Kirana's words. "Why did they know hm? Are you ashamed, get out of my car hm?"

"No shame sir, I'm just lazy, answering their questions, if they know I got out of the car Mr. Guru," Kirana explained, in fact, he did not want his friends to know that he was actually married to their idol.

"Yes, you just answer me, it's hard! Tell them, if you're being ushered in by your husband, get it sorted out?"

"No, no, no! Anyway I don't want them to know that I'm Pak Guru's wife point!"

"Why is it that you're my wife?"

"You are sir, when I married the same old man anyway! What do they say later? Surely they'll taunt me, have an old husband!" kirana answered spontaneously. Without thinking about Adnan's feelings.

Adnan smiled wryly at Kirana's words, then he brought his face closer to Kirana's face while saying.

"Does my face look old in your eyes?"

Kirana was very surprised, when she saw the handsome face of Adnan who was so close to her. And spontaneously his heart beat so fast. Making his body instantly freeze, even his breath seemed to stop. And the look in his eyes locked on the face of Adnan who was so close to him, which was only a few inches apart from his face.

"Why Silence hm? Does your husband look old, Kana?" ask Adnan again. And the instant Kirana realized, her face immediately reddened when she realized they were so close. And spontaneously he pushed his face Adnan.

"Aaaah..! Master Sir! Thereoo!" peek Kirana while shoving Adnan's face with five fingers. Then he quickly got out of Adnan's car and immediately ran down the ridge, heading to his school which was still quite far from where Adnan's car was parked.

"Hahahaha.hilarious, my little wife's face when it's so red, just make it anxious, hahaha,"