Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Falling in Second Love

...I didn't expect the world to taste as wide as a moringa leaf. Wherever I am, why should there be him. ...

...~Sefira Giska Alhusyn's...

...🌴🌴🌴...

Finally after letting Sefira struggling with her makeup. Let the girl scramble the closet and herself. End this long drama. His eyes slowly stared at the reflection of himself that had just finished.

Thin makeup with a nude and inconspicuous lipstick color is very what on him. Don't forget, clothes that are like girlhood make it really like young people want to date.

Don't blame Sefira or Humai. The body of this child's mother is still the same. No change in her after or before giving birth. His body is the same as before. However, the difference is only a few points of Humai's body that contain and make it more sexy.

"If the prince has to pick up the princess!" Sefira said with a happy smile.

"Is this really me, Fir?" humai asked in disbelief.

During this time the mother of one child is rarely dressed up. She would only wear sunscreen and lipstick to go to college. Then out of the house, he rarely goes out except with Jay or his two best friends.

Humai spends more time at home. Designing, accompanying his son to play or gather with family. For some reason, according to him the time he had been wasting without mom and dad. Makes him want to replace all that with their endless togetherness.

Humaira did not want to make a story of time passed. She wanted her mom and dad in it with the good memories they went through.

"Yes really!" Seru Sefira ruffled her waist. "You're beautiful, let alone more white, your face is smooth. So in a little make up, you're getting really beautiful, God!" Exclaim Sefira who fussed himself.

The face of his best friend has always been the same. Plain and never weird. But maybe the difference if Humai used to not care. However, now the woman is doing treatment so that her acne can heal.

Humai doesn't want to go back to his past. Unappreciated for his poor appearance.

Not that he's not being himself. But all opinions about appearance are number one. That's absolutely true. Not for the sake of being seen by others. But seeing yourself is important.

Perfect and best appearance according to us. It will make us good in the eyes of others. Whatever it is, buying something good and beautiful to beautify ourselves is a reward for us in ourselves.

"Judek. Comeondown! Entar again Kak Syakir must have come. I'm gonna change my clothes okay!" Sefira said before she left her best friend's room.

After the death of her ex-husband's sister. Humaira stood up. He stared once again at the appearance of himself in the mirror. Research everything from the hair down. As if he was afraid of a lack in him.

"What am I doing?" Humai muttered his own head. "Why do I have to be this perfect and this sweet? Isn't this just to meet the father of my son?" He told himself.

Humaira felt like she was crazy. He himself asked why he was so happy. But trust me, love is still the same. It's just covered in fear. Afraid that the old attitude of Syakir will return.

Their memories were too bitter and made Humaira unable to fully believe in Syakir.

"Mother!" Shouts Jay who surprises Humai.

"Yes, Honey?" Humai lekas put his foot.

He grabbed his bag and wrapped it around his neck. After that the mother of one child opened the door of the room and appeared the figure of his son standing there with a style that almost resembles him.

Short jeans with t-shirts and jackets. Humai remembers the dress when Jay was one year old. At that time he saw that shirt which was very cool and could not wait to buy it. He admitted that the shirt could still be worn a year later.

"Dad came, Mom. Comeondown!"

"Come, Mom!"

Humai could not refuse anymore. He followed the pull of his son's hand on his right hand. As they reached the stairs, the two walked hand in hand and side by side. The mother and child look more and more suitable and so sweet when the appearance is the same as this.

...🌴🌴🌴...

"Yes, Om. Syakir just wanted to take them to the mall. Maybe spend a coin on a timezone and eat together" Syakir told Papa Hermansyah who accompanied him in the living room.

Honestly the feeling of the man was eleven twelve with Humai. Nervous and scared. He felt like a young boy again. He felt second puberty at almost forty years of age. He felt his life was like a young man chasing love with a passionate passion.

"alright. I tipped them both," said Papa Hermansyah who immediately got a nod of the head from Syakir.

"That's them!" Said Papa Hermansyah who accidentally stared at the stairs.

Of course it makes Syakir stand up. He looked at the two without a blink. Ah rather looked at the woman he had slept with forcefully. Staring at the woman who had already given him the opportunity to prove that he really seriously wanted to return.

Syakir will prove that his words are serious. Syakir will prove that his love is sincere and he intends to rebuild the household with Humai. Not for his son, not for Jay's happiness. However, everything he did for the sake of his love for Humaira Khema Shireen.

"Dad!" Jay's strangulation that made Syakir decided his archery because of Humai's beauty that never faded.

Syakir can see the face of his ex-wife is getting beautiful shining. And he knew and only realized that beautiful Humai had been hidden. The woman was not only a physical beauty but her heart as well.

Jay's parents were confused. Both of them were nervous and didn't know how to say hello.

"Emm Giska not finished yet?" Finally only that word came out of Syakir's lips.

In fact he wanted to say that the current Humaira was truly extraordinary. But his mind was a bit out of sync and afraid that Humai would be uncomfortable with him.

"I'm coming?" Shouted Giska happily.

The young girl quickly hugged her brother tightly. He smiled as he looked at the bashful manner of these two humans.

"Cie whose behavior is like a pubescent boy uhuy. Shy ni yee!" Tempta Sefira who increasingly makes Humai cheeks meet red. "Well, look at the cheeks, right?"

Humaira lowered her head. He's like a thief doing his act now. This friend is crazy. Sefira can always melt the atmosphere that you anywhere.

"Uhuy, Maui. Ummm!" Sefira hit her brother's hand which covered her mouth.

He opened his eyes to Sickness when the man would not let go of his hand.

"Diem's. If it's a Humai again. I stay!"

"I don't take it?" Sefira asked as the hand slipped off. "Well today I'll be a good bodyguard. I'm gonna be a silent mosquito repellent for both of you!"

~Connected

Our fate is the same Fir. So the audience keuwuwan they both daunted again. Hahahah