Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Haram Child?

...The first day may be hard but I'm sure I can get through it if this plan is by God's blessing....

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

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When Syakir returned from the bathroom. The man had already been dragged by Sefira, his younger sister towards the living room. There is already a small place prepared for the bride to do a photo session. 

All of this was prepared by Sefira. The girl was really happy her brother was married to Humaira. The hope that he had once thrown was accidentally granted by God. His desire to have a brother-in-law who loved him so much finally materialized.

"Why the hell, Dek?" syakir asked with grumbling lips.

"Yes, I want a photo. Sister, 'married, so it must be a photo!" exclaim Sefira does not want to lose.

"No. Brother doesn't want to!" refuse Syakir shakes.

"Didn't you want to see Mama and Papa happy?" exclaim Sefira slowly. "Look!" 

Sefira pointed towards the living room. There was Mama Ayna and Papa Haidar sitting flanking Humaira. The two old men were feeding a snack into Humai's mouth even though the woman who had just become his wife was seen shaking her head in denial.

"Mama and Papa, so happy. They especially want to have grandchildren. Can you ruin his happiness?" asked Sefira with teary eyes. 

"But I can't believe it's my son! You guys were tricked by him!" he tried to resuscitate Sefira.

Syakir's biological sister shook her head. He pointed to himself in front of Syakir.

"In the name of the Lord, Sephira is the witness and proof of how Sephira's friend was. Brother also witnesses every time I tell about him. If you still reject him, I know not because of his heart but his face." 

Syakir looked at his sister in disbelief. Honestly, he has no liking or anything for Humai. Even in his heart, he was angry and wanted revenge. He wanted to make Humai regret having chosen to marry him.

He wanted to make the woman realize that it had destroyed Syakir's hopes and happiness. He had already destroyed the future that was in the shadow of that man. Everything is just memories and dreams. 

"You know nothing, Sefira. Until whenever Brother won't like your best friend. Even my sister hates him so much!" syakir is full of emphasis.

Sefira nodded. He patted Syakir's shoulders and chest slowly.

"We'll see. Who the real winner will be. Humaira's right or Brother's stupid!" sefira said boldly. "One more time, never regret if he has gone far and will never come back!" 

After saying that. Sefira immediately called Mama Ayna, Papa Haidar and Humaira. He asks them to come closer because Sefira wants a family photo. 

Actually this is not Sefira's request but Mama Ayna who asked. He wanted to put the photo in the living room of this mansion and tell the world that his son was married. 

"Come, Brother. Set already!" sefira said after bringing her small family in a place where it has been decorated as best as possible. 

Syakir felt lazy but somehow he did not want to make his mother cry again. All this time Syakir was a obedient man. He is also a child who is close to his parents. But that was before the trap happened. 

Now then? Syakir has changed. The man thought he refused because he really hated Humai. He could not believe that the child was his son. Plus Rachel whom he loved so much, made him blind to his eyes and heart.

"Here, Master!" said a photographer set their layout.

Syakir and Humai are juxtaposed. Then Mama Ayna and Papa Haidar also side by side. As for Sefira, the girl stood alone but with such a wide smile.

"Hold his wife's hand, Mr. Syakir!" one of the photographers told Syakir.

By force, Syakir held Humai's hand. There is no romance there, only the face of Syakir is stiff and flat.

"Smile, Mr. Syakir!" another photographer's orders.

"One..two...three!" 

Alongside the camera flash it meets all five. They looked at the results and saw the difference there. If Mama Ayna and Papa Haidar look very romantic but not with a pair of newlyweds. 

Unwilling and restrained face can be caught and make the results not optimal. 

"Please get closer!" said the photographer with a condescending look at Humai and Syakir.

An annoyed Sefira finally moved closer. He pulled Humai and Syakir's arms and brought them closer together. Then unexpectedly, Syakir's hand was forced to hold Humai's waist.

"Don't let go!" exclaiming Sefira pointed at her brother in a soft voice. "Don't forget to smile, Brother!" 

Sefira finally turned around. He put on a big smile and gave his thumbs up to the photographers.

When photographers set up their cameras. A squeeze on the waist made Humai grimace. Then he accidentally looked to the side until his gaze met the gaze of Syakir.

"OKAY. One.two. Smile!" 

The flash returned and the image was finally captured. Sefira ran quickly towards the screen to see the portrait just now.

"Perfects!" 

Without them knowing, when everyone wants to see the photo. Syakir roughly removed the crusts on Humai's waist. His eyes stared intently with his stern jaw.

"Don't be too happy with everything I've done" whispered Syakir, who gave Humai a goosebump. "It's just coercion and after this, you'll know how the life you want is really." 

Syakir kept staring at Humai with a low gaze. Even he immediately threw away his face because he did not want to look at that face again. The face that he thought was ruining everything he wanted. 

The face of the woman who seized the affection of her parents. A face that ruins her beautiful future. It was all gone and it was because of Humaira and the child she contained. 

 "Don't ever look at me like that, stupid woman!" syakir exclaimed as Humai stared at him fixedly. "I hate you so much and I don't want to see you again! Get out of my world with this bastard!" 

Humai's heart is beating. He lowered his head and subconsciously held onto his stomach. The woman felt pain as the words came out of Syakir's lips. Humai could do nothing.

Syakir has now become her husband. He could not fight back and chose silence. Humai doesn't want to make a mess here either. He did not want Syakir to hate him more when his parents continued to defend him rather than his own son. 

"You want to complain? Please!" syakir shouted slowly because he saw his parents were going towards them. "But don't blame me, if you and your son are gonna get more pain than this from me!" 

Humai. He looked at Syakir's unkempt face. 

"I'm not bluffing. If you don't believe me, just prove it and wait for what I'll do to you!" 

"connecting

Breathe out. Many Istigfar see the behavior of the husband of the dajjal. I created the character Syakir, Greget himself. Pen didn't bite, haha.

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Oh yeah stopped by my temen works too.

Let's be more curious, I'll give you the chapter snippet here.

Chapter 9

"What?! ninety-nine million nine hundred ninety-nine?!" Bella straightened her eyes.

Devan nodded.

"It doesn't make sense!" hatch Bella who immediately threw the map back on the table.

"It doesn't make sense or you don't have the money to pay for it?" devan asked by raising his eyebrows next door.

Bella squeezes her knees holding back the upset. However, what the man before him said was true.

"At least I'll take it. Wasn't this an honor, I came with the intention to take responsibility. If it's someone else, it's certain he'll run away" Bella said in a cynical tone.

"Anyone who deals with me can't just let go. Same with you. However, I am heartened for you to make such a tempting offer." Devan picks up the map on the table and then opens a document containing the agreement.

Bella also took back the file. A moment later his forehead frowned. "Isn't this crazier," the inner girl.

"Marry me" said Devan, crossing his arms in front.

"Are you crazy? Didn't I hit your car? Is your brain also damaged?!" bella with sarcasm.

"Miss, I hope you keep your attitude!" joko, the assistant.

"Isn't this a rare offer? A lot of girls are vying to get it. Anyway ... You don't sell expensive! You look just like that bottle of milk you sold!" tukas Devan who is no less rude than Bella.

The girl sighed heavily while biting her lower lip. "What right do you have to insult me?"

"Don't you do it first?" timpal Devan relax.

"alright. I'll pay my debt, but in a way to repay," said Bella.

"I don't accept any kind of installment or credit."

"But I don't have that kind of money" said Bella.

"Then marry me!"

"I don't want to!" reject Bella.

"Joko, call the police and put him in jail!" devan's orders.