Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
The Mother and Child Debate

...Looking at her innocent face could not guarantee that her heart and mind were as innocent as ever. It could just be a mask for them to sympathize and get what they want....

...~Thunder Syakir Alhusyn...

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Finally, no one can change Humai's decision. Mama Ayna and Haidar accepted the girl's request well. They know very well how Humai's soul is today.

That girl must be still shaken by what happened to her. Humaira must have been traumatized and scared but she was alone. The girl could no longer tell which person she was happy and sad. 

"As Aunt's son's apology. You can ask anything from us," said Mama Ayna who made Humaira look up. 

He looked at the couple in disbelief. He was surprised to be offered this huge thing. However, given how he lived this time. How the situation of Rein who needs a lot of money in between his savings money runs out.

Humai started thinking about something. 

"You can ask for anything as an apology from Om and Aunt who failed to educate the child." 

Humaira shook her head. "There's no such thing as failing, Auntie. Everything Om and Aunt have done. It's just us, the generation of children who should learn to apply it in the real world." 

Mama Ayna looked at Humaira with a sad look. He was amazed by Humaira's way of thinking. He's the one who's hurt, he's the one who's hurt, but the girl isn't angry at all.

That's what sometimes makes Mama Ayna afraid. He was afraid of being let down too much by the circumstances then Humaira's attitude would be like this continue. 

"Tell me, Auntie. What can Aunty help you," persuaded Mama Ayna by holding Humai's hand.

Humaira was embarrassed to say so. However, he could not hold everything. He needs it, not just himself. Rein needs a lot of care. 

"Humaira wants money, Auntie." 

"Well! Look, Ma, Pa!" shakir shouted quickly. "Get out that rotten feather." 

Syakir stared lightly at the Humaira arab. He looked more and more at the hateful figure of the girl who very much made him want to go from there. 

"I already know your foul intentions. You just want money. So you set me up." 

"Sayakir quiet!"

"Why do Mom and Dad keep defending him?" shakir did not accept.

The man stood up. He looked at Humai with an increasingly hateful and angry look. 

"I make sure Mama and Papa regret having done good with this cheap woman!" 

After saying that, Syakir quickly walked up the stairs. He went into his room and closed the door. 

That actually made Humaira embarrassed. His head lowered unwilling to look at the two faces of Syakir's parents. 

"Don't listen to my son Humai. Forgive her every word that hurt you."

Humaira brushed off the tears that came back. He's been trying to hold it up since then but still can't. Humaira was really at a point of confusion.

On the one hand, he needs money for Rein's next treatment. But on the other side. She thought about her fate what if she was really pregnant. 

"Send me your account number, son. Aunt and Om will transfer it." 

Humaira finally looked around. Until he realized that his old bag was in Syakir's living room. He was completely aware that the last time was in the bathroom. Then somehow he suddenly woke up here.

"Here, Om," Humai said, handing over his account number. 

Not for five minutes. The sound of a notification on his phone made Humai immediately check it. His eyes widened in disbelief reading the row of money sent directly by Syakir's parents.

"It's too much, Om," Humaira said after her heart began to calm down. "Humai will return it…!"

"No need, son!" Mama Ayna shook her head.

"Tante just wants you not to cover up anything that happens to you. If you're pregnant, you'll have to tell Aunt and Om."

Mama Ayna looked at Humai expectantly. He was really waiting for that moment to arrive. Even the mother of Syakir prayed that what she wanted, quickly God granted.

"Tante also asked for your number?" 

"By, Aunt." 

Humaira immediately gave me her phone number. After that, he immediately saw countless missed calls from his best friend and the two nurses who were guarding his sister, Rein.

"Humai is saying goodbye, Om, Auntie," Humaira said politely. "Humai has to go right now!" 

"Why not later, son. Aunt still wants to talk to you." 

Humaira looked at Ayna who was really looking at her expectantly. However, seeing so many calls to him made Humai afraid that something would happen to Rein.

"Tante can call Humai another time and we'll meet. For now, Humai really has to go!" 

Mama Ayna finally didn't force it. Unasked he immediately hugged the girl who had been crushed by his son.

Compared to Rachel's beauty. Humaira remained far below. However, if pitted against by his attitude, his nature and behavior. Rachel was left far behind by Humaira. 

"Come on anther!" papa Syakir's words were immediately rejected by Humai.

"Humai can ride the ojek online, Om." 

"No!" said Haidar shakes his head.

"If you don't want to be ushered in by Om and Auntie. Then you must be escorted by the Secretary of the Son of Aunt."

Humaira did not argue with him anymore. He wants to get to the hospital soon. Before leaving, Humai immediately took Haidar's hand and Ayna took turns and kissed him.

"Don't forget to tell Auntie whatever happened! Aunt is one of the people who will take care of you."

"Good, Auntie." 

Humaira. Ayna immediately walked after her son. He knew the character of Syakir since childhood. The man would confine himself in the room if there were any severe problems he was facing.

"Why is Mama here?" ask Syakir without looking back. "I was just surprised. Is your son me or is he?" 

"You!" reply Ayna firmly. "But she'll also be Mama's son-in-law." 

Spontaneous sitting up. He looked back and looked at his mother who was talking without playing around. 

"What do you mean, Mama?" 

"Mama wants her to really get pregnant for you to marry her soon, Syakir!" 

"Would you expect your son to marry a woman like that?"

"It's enough to insult him, Syakir!" mama Ayna looked at her son sharply. "You don't know how his life is and what he's doing. So never judge before you look directly at it!" 

"No need to see it in person, Ma! Seeing her asking for money already made Syakir sure that she was a call woman who just wanted to extort our money."

Syakir quickly returned to lie down his body. He turned his back to his mother who was staring at his back.

"We'll see, son. Mama's sure Humai isn't who you think he is!" 

~Connected

Let it go now, mah continue the dajjalnya yes, Kir. Ntar also nanges hahaha.

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