Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Beautiful Kiss Of Humai

...For the first time in my life. I gave a place for other men to enter my world....

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

Jeno was suddenly dazed. His body looks like a statue. He was even surprised by Sefira's spontaneous action. His hands stiffened and did not know what to do.

Until Sefira finally realized something. Noticing as his eyes looked around him and seeing some people smiling shyly while looking at me.  

"Geeh!" Sefira immediately let go of her hug on Jeno.

He lowered his head with red cheeks. Ah it feels like he wants to sink to the bottom of the sea like this. 

"I'm sorry. I.." Sefira really almost hit him on the head.

He had forgotten that in front of him this was his best friend lecturer and more brutally again he courageously hugged her.

"I" 

"You happy?" jeno looked at Sefira who looked awkward and embarrassed.

Jeno's spontaneous questioning makes Sefira's head lift perfectly. The gazes of the two met and Jeno was able to see the redness on both cheeks of the sister of her former rival first. 

"Yes" said Sefira, looking down again. 

Honestly Sefira is not happy because she hugs Jeno. However, he is happy because he can play with satisfaction. Can find a strong playing partner with his behavior. 

Usually with his brother or best friend. Sefira will have his own playing time because both of them are unable to follow the liveliness of his movements. 

"I'm happy to have a playmate with me!" sefira continued, who did not want to make Jeno misunderstand. 

The man nodded. He asked if Sefira was happy to play with him. The girl was happy to play with him.

"If you are happy. Do what you do. Don't think of anyone else!" 

"Gee!" Sefira frowned.

He doesn't understand that word. When Sefira asked again. Suddenly unexpectedly, Jeno rubbed the shoots of his head which made Sefira suddenly stand.

"Let's get our race voucher. We'll trade it later!" jeno said then he turned to tear the voucher of the results of his crazy game with Sefira. 

Maddened. The smell of his body why it smelled perfectly in my nose, Sefira muttered in her heart. 

He also felt like hovering as the hand rubbed his head gently. When that hand for the first time touched his still-holy head from anyone's hand. 

Yep. For the first time in the life of Syakir's sister. Only Jeno touched her head. Just Jeno, the man he hugged besides Kak Syakir and Papa Haidar. Only Jeno, a man who is able to be this close to him. 

Usually Sefira is a girl who gives distance first if her male friend approaches. He will give space because he is not ready to be near anyone. 

However, it was now as if everything had been brutally torn. As if everything he never got and he passed now he could feel.

An elusan, a play partner, a new guy friend who keeps him to himself. Become the figure of Sefira as it is. A chatty and hyperactive Sefira. The ignorant nature of Sefira and bar bar once he saw it perfectly. 

And all because of one person. The one person he was currently looking at was his sturdy back. The back of the man who had been his playmate ever since.

What's wrong with me, God. Why would I feel embarrassed if it was nearby but I was comfortable playing with it? Mumbled Sefira asking herself. 

"Fira!" call Jeno who made Sefira's gaze switch.

"Yes?" 

"Why remain silent. Let's pull your voucher and we'll play another one!" 

"Ah yes." 

Sefira finally brushed off her daydreams from earlier. He immediately tore the voucher for the results of his play then immediately followed Jeno's footsteps which led him to another game.

I don't know if she's starting to feel a different feeling but Sefira thinks let her enjoy it now. Let him play with satisfaction without any burden. I don't know what will end with what, but Sefira can only leave it to God.

...🌴🌴🌴...

Finally, it is not only Sefira and Jeno who play with their excitement. Now, Syakir is unexpectedly holding his son with his hand pulling the hand of his ex-wife.

Syakir clasped Humai's hand and led him to a game they could play together.

"You tired?" syakir asked as he lowered his son from his sling.

Humaira. He was no longer tired. Accompanying his son to play, seeing a happy smile from Jay's lips, made him forget what a tired word was.

"If you are not tired. Accompany me to play this claw machine well," Syakir said as he rubbed Humai's cheek gently.

Ah it feels like Humaira is holding her breath. The elusan of the hand made him feel Syakir's skin a little rough.

It made Humaira think. What her ex-husband did to make Syakir's hand is not as soft as before. 

"Dad you want to get the doll?" jay is just as enthusiastic. 

He stood next to the claw machine and saw what doll his father was going to take. 

"Yes. I want to give this doll to Mom" Syakir said honestly. 

That certainly makes Humaira unable to say anything more. It was as if the man's words were making his heart beat faster.

Humaira's gaze slowly shifted. He started to see Syakir swiping the game cards and started to move the claw machine.

"That father, Father. That one!" jay's squealing is starting to sputter.

The first attempt failed.

"Well!" jay was suddenly disappointed.

It certainly makes Humaira immediately carry his son when he realized that his son wanted his father to get a doll.

"Jay has to get me excited to get a doll. Don't be sad, gini dong!" persuade Humai who made the boy's eyes look at his mother's aeah.

"So Jay has to encourage you, Mom?" 

"certain. Come on!" 

"Dad come on, Dad. The spirit!" jay shouted which made Syakir turn his head. 

His lips smiled as he was about to begin his second experiment. He nodded his head and raised his hand as he felt excited due to the cries of his son's audience.

I have to take the big doll for Humai. Yes, for Humai's sake I certainly can, Syakir murmured to himself. 

Eventually Syakir started swiping his cards again. Slowly he began to focus. He ignored all the cries of his son's furore. Until finally, he pressed the button there and his eyes immediately sparkled.

"Yes. We got it, Jay!" 

Jay, Humai and Syakir can see the doll is stuck in its claw. Then slowly, the doll fell into a hole they could use to retrieve it. 

A large brownish-white teddy bear was now moved in the hands of Syakir. A very adorable big doll.

"For you," said Syakir with a smile so warmly. 

Jay immediately asked to get down. He looked at his mother and father in turn. 

"Thank you, Jay's father" Humai said shyly.

He took the doll and hugged it. 

"Mother!" call Jay who makes both of them look over. "Mom always said we should kiss our loved ones when they give us gifts."

"So, I love Mom. So you can kiss dong?" 

"Gee!" Humaira spontaneously looked up.

The two look at each other. Humaira was embarrassed and it felt like she wanted to withdraw that remark. Though he said it was only for Jay to kiss opa and oma as well as himself. However, why is it now a weapon to eat sir. 

"Come, Mom. Love your love to Daddy!" 

Jay is still asking. He even with his frenzy continued to whine for his mother to grant. If this is the case, Humaira can't back down anymore. 

Especially with his confidence. Syakir advanced his body in a clingy manner. His hands stretched out and pulled Humai's waist to get closer to him. 

"Give our son a wish, dear!" whispered Syakir who made Humai as if hypnotized.

He subconsciously slowly brought his lips closer and finally for the first time. Humai lips stick perfectly on Syakir's cheeks and make the heart of both more racing. 

"Thank you for the little kiss. I love you" whispered Syakir, then kissed Humai's cheek again.

~Connected

Ah don't smile mutely. This is our ship getting brutalized. Make the ticking also bite the fingers.