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...I'm never ashamed to see you start over. However, there is a slight sense of regret when it comes to leaving you alone through it all....

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

Finally, this is where both are. Humaira pulled Syakir's hand to follow him to the restaurant's side garden. The woman wanted to know what was really going on. Why her ex-husband can work as a waitress.

"Calm down. I'm…"

"Why didn't you tell me you worked here?" sela Humaira as the two have stopped at the park.

The two face each other. Humaira stared fixedly at Syakir. Not that she was embarrassed because Syakir worked as a servant. However, the girl seemed to feel that she was the one who made Syakir become like this. 

"Why, Brother? Why did Brother cover everything from Humai?" humai asked again with a puck.

He even hit Syakir in the chest when the man was silent. The man did not want to open his mouth and explain everything. Honestly Humai wanted to know all the clarity until Syakir could be here.

"Because I don't want you to see me like this" Syakir said slowly. "I don't want you to see everything I do from below."

Humai's heart is beating. Her heart seemed to be pierced hearing the explanation of her ex-husband. Honestly seeing Syakir wearing a servant's outfit, it was as if the huge wall in Humaira's heart was shattered.

As if his hatred, his anger and disappointment disappeared when he saw Syakir really from below. 

"I want to prove that I can, Mai. I can do without the frills of a family name. I can also pursue my love for you and Jay even though my job is like this," said Syakir who increasingly makes Humai's feelings unheard of.

There was a sense of sadness in his heart when imagining Syakir going through everything alone. There was a sense of regret when he had to leave without giving any explanation.

It unconsciously made Humai cry. He lowered his head slowly when the tears could not be held. 

"Humai look at me!" pekik Syakir cupped both Humai's faces.

The mother of one child did not fight. Even he let Syakir's hands cupped his face and wiped the tears that flowed from his two eyes.

"No!" 

"May!" 

"No way!" reject Humai who keeps his head down 

Even so, Syakir's thumb can still wipe his tears even though he did not see Humai's face.

"Darling!" call Syakir gently 

Slowly the father of one child began to raise Humai's face. He gave a small smile as he looked at his ex-wife's gaze back. The look he once saw before he realized Humai was special. The eyes full of love that were always given to him can now be seen again. 

"I don't regret doing it all. I'm not ashamed of what happened" Syakir paused with his sweetest smile. "Don't feel guilty. I even wanted to thank you for leaving me alone."

"If you don't go and still stick with my outrageous attitude, maybe I've never been in the position I am in" Syakir said, pulling Humai in his arms. "If you hadn't left me at that time. Maybe I'm still the worst man in the world. The dumbest man who has wasted a woman as good as you have for me." 

"Thank you for being a factor in my changing, Mai. Thank you for being an inspiration to me to be a better person," Syakir said, letting go of his embrace. "I just want to one day be with you. I made you proud of me."

It's broken that barrier. The feeling of anger, disappointment and trauma seemed to disappear when seeing and hearing Syakir's struggle. Honestly, a servant is the job that is usually the lowest in the eyes of people.

They sometimes view the servant as the lowest job. However, Syakir, an ex-husband who used to live from rich, versatile. Everything is ready. Even 

Everything you want can be achieved in a matter of time. Dare to make the big decision to be a servant. 

A truly remarkable decision for Syakir in Humai's eyes. The decision that made the huge wall between the two broke and shattered by itself.

"Dry!" invite Syakir who does not want to make his ex-wife feel tired standing for too long.

He took Humai to sit on the garden chair there. The two sat side by side with their bodies staring at each other. 

"Since when did Kak Syakir work as a servant?" humai asked, looking at his son's father.

"After all the companies turned me down because of the scandalous news of both of us!" 

Humai's feelings are uncertain. His eyes were in disbelief.

"Don't Papa clear both of us?" humai asked looking at Syakir in disbelief.

"You're right but Rachel and Adam exposed all my vices on social media" Syakir said with a bow.

Hearing the names of the two people made Humai almost forget something. Forgetting the person who was the reason was on Syakir's side. Forgetting the person who made his destiny and Syakir so evil in the past.

"They opened up all my evil words. From killing our child-to-be, from cheating on you and being violent with you. Even everything that happened in the house, was all recorded by Rachel. He put down the camera and the voice recorder without our knowledge, "Syakir said as he looked ahead. 

"The first time you left, I was frustrated," Shakir said with eyes that could not be lied to if what he said was the truth. "I'm thinking about you two. I'm sorry I did evil to my wife and my future son!" 

"Even then, imagining being with you, playing with our son and meeting you was something I never expected." 

"I realize I'm the bad guy for you. I am the man who is the key to your suffering and that of our son. I was…" 

"You're a good father to both of us!" sela Humai firmly while pinning her fingers on Syakir's fingers until the hands of the two are linked together. 

"I'm proud to have been such an important part of your old self" Humaira continued. "I'm also happy to be the inspiration you turned into a more figure." 

Syakir. He even looked at Humai in disbelief. He didn't expect his ex-wife to be ashamed of herself working as a waitress. Humai actually received it with a chested airiness.

"Don't feel low in both of our eyes. You are proof that there will be the best version of a human being who has been in the past" Humaira said, increasingly tightening the grip between the two. "Better to be conscious late but willing to change. Rather than quickly being aware but not wanting to change!" 

~Connected

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