Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
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...I never expected my life to change so drastically because of this little figure in my body. His presence was due to a mistake but he means a lot to me now....

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

"You!" shakir shouted furiously. "Whether you're here, huh! Why are you at my parents' house, Cupu girl!" 

The scream was certainly so loud. Even Humai's ears hurt. It is also what makes the house immediately run towards the source of the sound.

"You're getting bolder. Comehere!" shakir yelled while pulling Humai's arm.

When he was about to drag her. Suddenly a hand released the cheque and made Syakir turn around.

"You!"

"What, Syakir?" mama Ayna was between the two of them. "You've really changed, son. You're not like Mama's son." 

Syakir looked at his mother. Honestly, there is a heart that is hurt when he sees his mother defending others more than his own child. 

"look? Since when did your son dare to get drunk?" mama Ayna said with teary eyes. "You weren't this rough, Syakir. You're never even that cruel when you're angry. Then now?" 

Mama Ayna wiped her tears. He really does not believe in the behavior of his son who is very very out of bounds. Smelling the scent of alcohol on her son's clothes made a mother's heart hurt. 

He feels like a failure.

Failed to educate children. Revealing to his son that what he did was wrong and also failed to become the main madrassa for his children.

Mama Ayna thought her son would become an increasingly independent, responsible and mature figure when choosing to live alone. Even Mama Ayna supported her son for fear that Syakir was also tired of going back and forth between home and company.

However, it turns out that his guess was wrong. It seemed like her decision in favor of Syakir to stay in the apartment was a decision she deeply regretted. 

"Mama. Forgive me, Syakir," said the man, trying to hold Mama Ayna's hand.

"You better learn to judge yourself, Syakir! A lot of glazing rather than being angry at others because of your own mistakes," Mam Ayna said, wiping away her tears. 

Syakir is sad. Honestly, he never disappointed his parents. Syakir always tries to be a filial child and obey everything his parents want. 

He always respected Mama Ayna and Sefira. She didn't want her mom and sister to feel hurt. However, for some reason now Syakir not only hurt women.

But he's broken down to the roots.

"Mama…" 

"Originally you know, Humai lived here at Mama's request. If you want to be angry, be angry with your mom. Not the same Humai," said Mama Ayna with a sharp look at her son.

Syakir looked at his mother in disbelief. He was even surprised if the presence of the cute girl was due to his own mother.

"If you don't want Humai to stay here. You better get out of the house, Syakir!" 

Syakir's heart melos. He looked at his mother more and more. He could not believe that the mother who loved him so much was able to throw him out.

Especially because of that cute girl. Syakir's eyes increasingly looked at Humai sharply. Hate, anger and disappointment mix into one. He wanted to scream in front of Humai but he could not.

"My mom!" 

"Don't say anything, Syakir. Mom is tired of all your behavior. Mama and Papa have decided that the day after tomorrow you should marry Humai!" mama Ayna said.

"But, Ma…"

After saying that. Mama Ayna quickly turned her body. He looked at Humai who had been looking down since.

"Come on!" take Mama Ayna who made Humai look up.

"Sorry, Ma. I'm…" 

"There's nothing you need to apologize for. It's not your fault, son. You're here because of Mama" said Mama Ayna and started taking Humai away. 

Haidar, the biological father of Syakir also followed his wife's footsteps. Leaving Sefira and her brother both there. When the man woke up to his sister's position. Syakir is approaching.

"Don't!" sefira refused.

Head shakes. With his hands pointed forward as a sign that Syakir should stop.

"I'm disappointed in you, brother. I'm so disappointed in you!" sefira cried.

Without waiting for an explanation. Sefira quickly wiped her tears violently. Then the girl caught up with her mom, dad and best friend who passed by first.

Syakir could only stare nanar towards his entire family. Just because of one mistake, his position had already been shifted. Because of the girl and the boy, he was hated by both his parents and his sister.

Syakir is getting angry. He was getting more and more emotional with such a powerful fist. Hate is clearly visible. His reddened eyes held back the tears that were about to flow due to the rejection of his mother and sister. 

"I will never forgive you. You took my future, ruined my family's life and made me hurt the woman I love. I hate you so much. I hate that little thing, too." 

...🌴🌴🌴...

After the dinner is over. Sefira takes Humaira around in her house. He wants his best friend to be comfortable staying here for a while. 

He tried to forget what happened. Sefira tried to smile even though the disappointment made by her brother was so deep. He was also very surprised to see the usually meek and calm older brother suddenly turn into a rough figure. 

"Where are we going, Fir?" humai asked with footsteps following Sefira's footsteps.

"Tarrah!" sefira said by turning on the lights that had been lit.

Humai's eyes sparkled brightly. He stared in admiration towards the room that was shaped like a tube. This room is different from the others. There are plant hangers that can live in the room. 

This greenery makes the house beautiful. The room feels cooler naturally and makes Humai feel a little calmer. His lips even curved upwards forming a beautiful smile. 

"It's amazing, Fir. This room is beautiful." 

"You can use this room as much as you can later. Mama will not mind if this artificial garden is processed by you," said Sefira who made Humai look at his best friend in silence.

Honestly, he also felt strange about this situation. He felt lucky or even fell into the abyss. He doesn't want his life to be like this, he wants to go back to his old life. Even if he has to work the bone. However, all things are calm.

"Why, Mai?" tanya Sefira approached. 

"I feel like a source of trouble for your brother, Fir. I'm like seizing the throne in this house" Humai bowed. 

"Don't think like that, Mai. Remember that! You are not seizing but you are fighting for the child in your womb" Sefira said, clasping her best friend's hand.

"But…" 

"No word but. This child is my brother's son, my nephew and my parents' grandson. He deserves to have the same life as his real father. Living in this house with all our love."

~Connected

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