Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Mother's Love All the Time

...Trust all the problems that have been passed. All the exams we can pass well. Will produce beautiful wisdom among those who are strong. ...

...~JBlack...

...🌴🌴🌴...

There is no more division in the house. No more trouble or commotion. Everything that happened now forgives each other. They made peace with each other quietly and coexisted. 

With light steps, two women and one man walked over hugging each other. His face was so bright and bright. Their lips widened their smiles as if there was no more burden between them. 

All the disappointment, worry, sadness and fear have now been resolved. A thread of apology has come out and made them now at peace with the situation. 

When they had just entered through the doorway between the side garden of the house and the house of Papa Hermansyah. Up ahead, there is a figure of the head of the household who looks at his family members with tears full of must. 

The figure of a middle-aged man who used to be a mediator between his wife and son. Being a person who must be fair between the two. 

He loved his wife but he also loved his first son. However her son is, she loves her family more than anything else. He did blame his son's behavior but he wouldn't leave Syakir alone. 

"Finally, " said Papa Haidar by stretching out his hands. 

He had been waiting for this moment. The moment when his family was back in one piece. The moment his son returned to live with him. 

However, Papa Haidar longs for the togetherness of his wife and children. He wanted to get them back together and get along with each other. However, the situation used to be impossible to make him reconcile the two. 

Mama Ayna, Syakir and Sefira immediately ran towards Papa Haidar. They hugged the middle-aged figure who became their leader. The figure of a man they respect so much, love and are so fair to them.

"We finally get together again, Pa," Lirih Mama Ayna wept in her husband's arms. 

Sefira and Syakir are also no less happy. They embraced both of their parents with feelings that could not be explained. Between joy, sadness, happiness mixed into one. 

"thank you. Thank you Mama and Syakir for making peace. Papa's happy." 

Everyone can't say anything more. Even tears can tell their current situation. 

According to Syakir, there is no more happiness that he wants to achieve. It was enough to see his family back in his arms, the child he once wasted. Then the wife he threw away now he is fighting now everything feels complete. 

This happiness is real he feels. Not a dream or a hallucination anymore. Everything was really in his arms. 

Not far from there, a pair of happy families were also staring at them. Humaira and Humaira's parents were standing there. They smiled when the Syakir family was reunited. 

Humai's heart was relieved. She was so happy that her ex-husband was no longer alone. Even in his heart, Humai hopes that her husband can be a better figure after gathering with his family. 

It's not that he's not grateful. Syakir needs a family figure to lead him. She needs a companion like her mom and dad to keep going. 

Sefira's open eyes stare at Humai. The two friends showed each other the best smiles. 

"Thank you," Sefira said without a sound as she gave her thumbs up to Humai. 

Humaira nodded her head. He gave a distant kiss to his best friend and gave a code to hug his own body so that his best friend enjoyed a hug with his family. 

"Just be happy!" Reply to the public with a bright smile. 

...🌴🌴🌴...

Time keeps moving up. However, no one had any intention of going home even leaving this house. They all look like a big family. 

Laughter, boisterous sounds and babbling of the little ones decorate their nights. Even so special, Humai's parents did the celebration. 

Some plates of fruit and meat that are finished being burned are ready to be placed on the table. Even the men worked together to burn fish. While the women prepare fruit, and a complement of grilled meat. 

"Jay Rame's house, Mom. Finally Jay can have a complete family," Chirpsnya who makes Humai's heart sting. 

He put down the knife he was currently holding to peel the fruit. The girl tilted her body and looked at her son. 

"Did Jay feel lonely all this time, hmm?" Ask Humai gently. 

He held both of his sons hands gently. Laying on both sides of his face until the cold sensation touched each other. 

"That's not it, ma'am." Pause Jay as if confused. 

Humai smiling. He rubbed the cheek of his son who seemed to be looking for an explanation. 

"Jonest with Mom. Is Jay feeling lonely?" 

Jay's down. However, his head slowly nodded. This made Humai feel guilty. 

She was like a failed mother. An irresponsible mother who does not care for her son. 

Seeing his mother shut up, Jay was sad. He quickly raised his head and looked at his mother fearfully. 

"I'm sorry Jay, Mom."

"Jay not wrong" said the PR quickly. "Mom should be the same sorry, Jay." 

"I'm sorry my selfish mother. Busy mom goes to college without thinking about Jay's feelings. Mother who is not considerate and does not know the same wishes Jay. Mother… " 

"Good mom with Jay. I'm always there for Jay" said the boy smartly. "Said grandpa, I'll teach Jay later. School mama's smart and make Jay proud."

Humaira took her breath so deep. He was trying to manage his unstable emotions. Every talk about Jay. He was always touched and in pain. 

Sick from the birth of his son was different from the others. A moment that should be a happy thing for a husband and wife. It turned out to be the hardest thing he felt. 

Loneliness, bracing itself to fight for the birth of his son. 

"Sorry Jay, Mom. Jay made Mother cry again" said the boy with tears that began to drip. 

"Don't cry, honey," said Humai, who quickly pulled his son in his arms. "Mom is not sad. I don't cry because, Jay."

"Mom just remember why you haven't met your dad in the past, son. If I knew you'd be happy like this. I'll do anything." 

Jay's bothered. However, he tried to wipe away his mother's tears. She kissed Humai's cheek affectionately and then hugged him again. 

"I love you, Mother. I'm happy to have, Mother. Mom is Jay's hero. Opa and Oma also always say like that Jay. So I don't stay with Jay, Dad!" 

"Of course, Son. I'm not going to leave Jay.  I'll do anything for Jay now. What Jay asked for. I'm trying to make it happen." 

~Connected

Make a chapter like this. Nangis himself huhu. Invite the reader to cry also delicious.

BTW I still have a debt of one chapter well. Hopefully tomorrow we can get it.