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Syakir Be that?

...This is where the real life begins. Household life that goes like a meek non-stop. A life without theatrics with the longest worship of every human being. ...

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

Finally the sacred sentence was uttered. Humaira's feeling of shaking wasn't playing. Even unconsciously her tears flowed without being asked.

His status has changed before God. Now she is no longer Humaira singlellillah but she is already a wife. The wife of a man named Guntur Syakir Alhusyn.

The one who will be a priest for him. A person who must be respected and respected as his own parents. The one who will lead him to heaven. 

"Congratulations, Son. Welcome to the Alhusyn family" said Mama Ayna kissing her daughter-in-law's forehead.

The middle-aged woman was unable to cover her happiness. Her face really showed how grateful she was to have Humai as the wife of her first son. How he is so happy when his son is willing to take responsibility.

"Thank you, Ma," said Humai kissing the back of Mama Ayna's hand. "Take Humai, Ma. If there is a wrong behavior. Please advise Humai to be a good wife." 

Mama Ayna nodded. He began to hold his daughter-in-law's hand with a smile.

"Let's go downstairs and meet your husband now, son!" take Mama Ayna by standing up.

Humai. He took his breath so deep. Not out of nervousness but she had to prepare her heart and feelings with all the treatment Syakir had after this.

He must be a strong figure in front of Syakir. He cannot show his weak side. Humai must be enthusiastic and strengthen himself to face the behavior and behavior of Syakir to him.

Every step they start to move. They walked towards the place where Syakir was waiting. Humai did not dare to raise his head.

She lowered her head until Mama Ayna stopped her footsteps for a moment. 

"Bless your head, honey. Don't be insecure about your appearance. Now you are the winner, the queen of this event. You have to be confident!" 

Humai. He finally started to lift his head. He ventured to walk with his chin raised which he had never done. He should and can. 

The two feet stepped back. They walked until everyone's eyes were on him. Humai could see the figure of the man who was already her husband looking down.

Syakir really did not look at him and it only made Humaira exhale slowly. Mama Ayna quickly led Humai to stand beside her son.

"You can already pair each other's rings on the fingers of his partner," said pak penghulu on both.

Slowly Sefira approached. He carried a small tray on which was a pair of wedding rings. Syakir doesn't know who prepared all this. 

Slowly the man took a ring from his sister. Then he faced Humai who was looking down. Syakir hasn't seen his wife's face yet, but he has no intention.

"Where are your hands" said Syakir softly.

Humai started to raise his hand. With all compulsion, Syakir finally held Humai's fingertips with his left hand. Then his right hand began to put the ring on Humai's ring finger.

Everyone who came clapped. Even the photographers hired by Sefira started shooting the flash in front of the two. 

Humaira did the same. However, just as he was about to attach it to Syakir's finger. The man did not even raise his hand.

"Give me your hand, Syakir!" mama Ayna said to her son. 

"I don't want to, Ma. I don't have to wear the ring" Syakir said slowly.

"Sayakir!" exclaim Mama Ayna with a tone of threat.

Finally the man handed him his hand. When Humai was about to hold it. Syakir quickly moved away.

Humai could only nod weakly. Mama Ayna and Sefira were also only able to keep quiet. They know how Syakir feels this time. However, that responsibility remains the responsibility. Their son and brother impregnate a girl and are pure faults.

"Now hold your wife's head and read a prayer for her" said Mr. Penghulu who made Syakir nod.

He actually wanted to refuse. However, seeing the many people there made Syakir unable to wiggle. The man forcedly raised his hand and placed it over Humai's head.

Then Syakir began to recite prayers. Prayer that he already knew because he memorized when he intended to marry Rachel. However, it turned out that it all had to disperse due to the presence of this cupu girl in front of him.  All the plans that he had arranged as neatly as possible for his future had been destroyed unceasingly. 

"Let's get a little closer. Kiss your wife's forehead!" said the photographers who made Syakir stare at the protests.

"Come, Syakir!" mama Ayna said that made Syakir look at his mother with a look of rejection.

"Click, Ma. I don't want to!" 

"Must want. Come on!" Mama Ayna took the hand of her son and Humai. 

He put the two hands together and made Syakir hate the woman who became his wife even more. 

He deliberately pressed Humai's fingers and made the girl look up. The gazes of the two finally met and made Sickness unable to say anything. He looked at Humai's appearance. See how the make up woman who became his wife a few minutes ago. 

Same with Humai. The woman felt her heart thump as she stared at the beautiful face of the man who was her lover. Those sharp eyes seemed to pry into his eyes tightly. Until a whisper from Syakir's lips made Humai's mind crumble into the abyss.

"Don't you think you look like this, I like you, Cupu Girl!" whispered Syakir slowly. "You're still a cheap girl. Ugly girl who wants to get rich by ensnaring me." 

After saying that Syakir finally kissed Humai's forehead with an insincere face. He did not care about the protesting gazes of the reporters who were dissatisfied with the results of his shots.

They asked to be repeated again but Syakir refused.

"I'll go to the bathroom first, Ma." After saying Syakir quickly left Humai who looked at him with teary eyes.

He did not expect that Syakir could say such evil things even though his face had been polished as beautiful as possible. Honestly, pregnant women remain sensitive. She is also an ordinary woman.

Humaira turned out to be stunned by Syakir's good looks even as his heart beat as those sharp eyes stared at him as well. Moreover, plus the status of both halal makes Humai also has a broad right to love her husband.

...🌴🌴🌴...

Elsewhere, a woman is seen scrambling her own room. He was so jealous when he saw how Ijab kabul man who became his lover with the cute girl he hated so much. 

Rachel, that girl can see all those shows because Sefira is doing live on IGnya. Even with her own eyes, Rachel could see her lover kissing Humai's forehead.

Although she does not like Syakir but Rachel is afraid that the source of the money will disappear. Although he was rich, having a lover like Syakir was a fortune. Double pocket money, more income and he can buy anything. 

"You can be happy now, Cupu girl. But later, I'll make you cry!" rachel said with a look of hate. 

"I'm sure Syakir only loves me. He won't like that cute ugly girl" he said, calming himself down. "Just wait, Humai. You'll know who owns your husband."

~Connected

Hahaha who made who, who's hot. No.no.

Are you ready for the continuation of Bang Syakir Husband Dajjal?

I'm just saying the HTS line is the same GJISC is different.

Her regrets are different. So just wait.