Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Jay's Attention to Syakir

...This togetherness and the laughs you always gave me made me feel like a very lucky woman in this world....

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

In a house, a couple of newlyweds are gathered together in the living room. With the man staring at his wife and son playing on the carpet.

In the lap of the man there is a laptop that has been used for several years no longer. Then now, for the first time Syakir finally returned to operate the laptop again.

More precisely, he returned to work from today. His papa assistant has sent him an email. All the work that must be checked has been sent via email that makes Syakir inevitably have to open it and research one by one.

It actually made him lazy. Syakir wants to be spoiled with his wife and son. However, the man realized one thing. When one job he keeps putting off then more and more work piles up for him.

"Mother, "Call Jay quietly who makes Humai's view switch.

Actually, the woman had been staring at her husband. More precisely steal a bulkhead to see how handsome her husband while working. When Syakir is very focused on his laptop. Somehow according to Humai his good looks increased which made his heart continue to flower.

"Yes, Honey? " Reply, also in a whisper.

"Well, what else, ma'am? Why not play with Jay? " Tell the boy sensibly.

Ah Humai realized his son was very sensitive to the situation. Hay was also good at seeing situations. That little boy must be wondering why his dad's here but he doesn't care.

"Dad didn't play because he was working, baby, "Said Humai giving understanding.

This is what Humai must do so that between the child and her husband there is no gap or partition.

"Dad's working, son. Starting today, I work at Grandpa's office. Father from earlier focused on his laptop because someone sent Dad's cooperation, " Said Humai who wanted his son to understand if it was not Syakir's will not care about him.

Jay nodded. The little boy spontaneously moved from his seat. Sefira didn't hold it. He still sat down and just looked at what his first son was going to do.

Unexpectedly, the boy climbed onto the sofa beside his father. Then he clung to Syakir with his eyes staring towards the flaming screen.

"That's what, Dad? " Tanya Jay who made Syakir's attention disturbed.

The head of Syakir. He immediately raised his hand and held his son's body so as not to fall.

"It's a diagram, son, "Syakir said.

Jay just nodded. He doesn't seem to understand anything. Suddenly, unexpectedly. The small hand held the other hand of Syakir holding the laptop keyboard in his lap.

"Definitely tired Dad's hand, right? Father had worked since then, "He said that made Humaira look at her son in disbelief.

"Father from earlier type-tap continues. Here Jay incandescent, "Add that which makes Syakir's eyes glazed.

This is what it feels like to be spoiled by his own son. This is how it feels to be loved by his little family. Being noticed, pampered and someone reminded him to make Syakir feel more colorful.

"Pinter's father's son really. Who taught you? " Said Syakir who moved his laptop with one hand on the sofa next to him then saw how the little fingers were massaging his right hand.

"Jay always massage Grandpa if Grandpa is tired of work too. Grandpa's like Dad. Keep looking at the laptop. Later if it's been a long time. Grandpa asked for a finger massage, "Jay's story honestly.

"Would anyone argue for abilities, huh? " The temptation of Papa Hermansyah who just came out of the room.

"Chi, Grandpa. Really, isn't it, Cake? Jay used to flirt with Grandpa" said Jay.

"Benere dong. The incision of Grandpa's granddaughter, "Praise Hermansyah who makes Jay's smile wider.

He is small but he is much more mature. A lot of vocabulary that is mature and Syakir sure because all this time his son was living with adults and making him as active as this.

"Where, Dad? Yummy, right? " Said Jay stopped her massage.

Syakir looked at his hand which was a little tense. But now he feels more relaxed.

"Enak. Dad's hand was not stiff as before, " Syakir said honestly.

Although the massage is not strong but still felt. Although slowly but because of the affection given every touch makes Syakir very very happy.

"Yeyy. Then let's play, Dad? " Shouted Jay who turned out to have ulterior intent.

Papa Hermansyah chuckles. He was used to his granddaughter's behavior. Not only Syakir but also himself, Jay always does.

While Humai was deliberately silent because his son's behavior was suspicious. He also knows that Jay is struck by boredom and makes him want a way out.

"Ehhh! "

"Always like that, son, "Sela Papa Hermansyah slowly. "Jay's gonna take us for a walk over he's massaging us. Your son is just bored, Syakir. When you work, you work. He wants you to finish quickly and get him to play. "

Syakir looked at his son in silence. It turned out that he had to be more sensitive to his son's will.

"Come, Dad! "

Syakir saw his son take care of all the toys that had been issued with his wife. The man wasn't angry. He finally closed his laptop after turning it off.

"Where are we going, Dad? " Tanya Jay who asked for a sling and his arrival was ready to leave.

"To Daddy's parents' house, Dad. Ante Fira is busy. We're just gonna disturb him. How's it?"

Jay's eyes sparkled. If you're with Sefira. He imagined he could get anything. Yes Ante one always obeyed his wishes and made Jay's head finally nod.

"You, Dad. Let's go to Ante Fira! "

Sefira just chuckles softly. He knew what was on his son's mind. Since their time in Jakarta. How the attitude of Fira who always indulges his son makes Jay always happy when meeting his best friend.

Humai's laughter certainly made Syakir curious. When the three were already in the car with Jay sitting in the middle bench with his toys make Syakir will ask his wife.

"Why are you laughing, honey? " Tanya Syakir made Humai turn his head.

The woman pulled her husband's arm slowly. Then he whispered something in Syakir's ear.

"Look at what our son will do, brother. You will know why he was so happy to meet Giska, " said Humaira who ended with a short kiss on Syakir's cheek.

The man's eyes were round. He did not expect his wife to do a brief kiss. When Humai's head was about to move away. Syakir held his nape and immediately stole a kiss on his lips.

"Sister! " Speek Humai was surprised.

"Bonus because you kissed me first. "

~Connected

Bang Syakir the barber chance in a narrow haha. 3 chapters a day well. I worked until the end not 3 chapters.