Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Rachel's Drama

...Believe me the end of a success starts from a struggling beginning. ...

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

Finally after the discussion everything is finished. Mama Ayna and Sefira invited Humaira to shop for maternity clothes. Both of them were so excited and made Humai powerless to resist.

"You get changed, baby. Mama and Fira will also change clothes."

"Yes, Ma" Humai said, and began to leave the living room.

She immediately walked towards her husband's private room with a feeling of unease. Somehow Humai felt scared and agitated. She was sure that her husband would be very angry with her.

"Calm down, Mai. Everything will be fine" he said, calming himself down.

Before opening the room door. Humaira took her breath so deeply. He calmed his heartbeat that had been beating so fast since. He was really nervous but couldn't back down. 

Not to make his in-laws and friends wait. Humai began to push the door. However, just now Humai stepped in, his hand was pulled and he was instantly clipped on the wall of the room.

The door was instantly locked and Humai faced Syakir who was staring at him sharply.

"You're happy, right? You feel like you won, don't you?" shakir pointed at Humai's face. "This must be you. You asked them to stay in your ugly house!" 

Humai. Ignoring his aching back because Syakir pushed him quite strongly.

"I really don't know anything, brother. I didn't ask Mama and Papa anything" he said in self-defense.

"Whoa. You!" Syakir raised his hand.

However, the hand that remained silent on top felt stiff to slap this woman in front of him. I don't know why there are feelings that can't be explained by him.

"Again, Brother. Humai could swear!" she covered her face with fear.

Afraid that Syakir would hit him. Afraid that the slap would hurt her. The shadows where his mother had once hit him were suddenly present and made his body tremble. 

"This time you won!" syakir threw his hand. "But next time. I'm sure you won't be able to master it all. I'm gonna keep your life away from the word okay."

Syakir's hatred has become ingrained. He moved away from Humai's body with a still glittering look of anger.

"I'm not messing around with my threats. If you don't obey, say good bye to your son."

After saying that, Syakir quickly walked towards the balcony of his room. He needed fresh air after venting all the anger in him on the figure he hated.

As for Humai, the woman's eyes had gotten wet. He opened his face because he did not want Syakir to see his tears flowing. Humaira was afraid, she imagined the figure of her mother who made her tremble instead of playing.

Humai slowly walked into the bathroom and locked her up. Then he sat himself on the toilet by rubbing his stomach which began to cramp again.

"Why do I still remember Mom's bad treatment?" he slowly muttered to himself. "I've tried to forgive all my mistakes even though forgetting them is hard." 

Believe me, a mental that has been damaged for years is not able to heal in just a short time. He needed a lot of time to finish all the pain that he had been suffering.

However, it seems like it cannot be done by Humai. When the trauma to his own mother has not gone away. She gets ill treatment from the man who became her husband. 

It was as if the severe trauma was given new wounds and further damaged them to the roots. 

"I believe that an evil heart will be eroded with a kindness. I can only pray and hope that regret will not be present in your life, Brother." 

...🌴🌴🌴...

On the balcony room. 

A man was smoking a cigarette with pleasure. He vented out all those emotions by inhaling this long rod. I don't know how many stems have run out but Syakir is still engrossed in sipping them in silence.

The man sat quietly. He looked towards the gate and saw his mother's car coming out of it. The man's lips smiled slanted, he had actually heard Humai saying goodbye to him but was not touched.

Until suddenly Syakir's mind collapsed when a call entered his phone. Syakir immediately raised after seeing the name of the woman he loved was there. 

There was a sound of heart-wrenching cries and made Syakir stand up. 

"What's up, honey? Why are you crying?" asked Syakir in a panic.

"You have no news. You disappeared and I'm sure you're spending time with your wife, right?" 

Syakir clenched his hand. He gripped the flat object he was holding. 

"You know how I feel, Rachel! Do you not believe that my love is yours. I married her because she was pregnant and told her that it was my son!" syakir explained.

"But why are you not getting any news at all? You disappeared since yesterday," asked Rachel in a hoarse voice.

Syakir breathed a tired breath. Too focused on her anger at Humai. Syakir forgot to tell his girlfriend. He also realized that he had not seen his cell phone for nearly two days.

"Sorry, dear."

Rachel took her breath so deeply. Even the sobbing was still clearly heard in Syakir's ears. 

"I don't want to apologize to you. I want you to meet me, right now!" rachel cried selfishly.

"I can't, honey. Tomorrow I'll be there," persuaded Syakir by seducing.

"I want you now. I want you to go to our apartment. Don't you miss me?" rachel exclaimed in a spoiled voice.

Shakir pulled his hair back. I want her to come to the apartment, where her boyfriend is there. She also missed Rachel and wanted to hug her. However, Syakir did not want to cause any problems. 

He had to hold himself back until they lived in his own house. 

"Sure I miss you, dear," replied Syakir spoiledly. "But I can't get out now. Mama and Papa punished me." 

"Reason!" rachel exclaimed with a voice that held back the cries.

Syakir doesn't like to hear his girlfriend grieve. She had always pampered Rachel for knowing how the woman's life was.

"Please, Honey. Understand my position!" syakir said with frustration. "I'll send you money and buy it alone. How's it?" 

Syakir has no other choice. He didn't want Rachel to get angry and sulk with him. Until yes the main weapon so that his lover is not angry yes just this.

"I want to shop with you," he said with no whining anymore.

"Tomorrow we will shop together but today, I will transfer the money first so that you can shop alone and do not feel bored" Syakir pleaded with his lover. "You, right?" 

There's no answer. However, Syakir is sure if his lover would want to.

"Dear plis!" rayu Syakir made Rachel finally raise her voice. 

"alright. I'll go shopping by myself today. But promise me well, tomorrow you'll have to meet me!" 

"Yes, Honey. I promise," Syakir replied confidently.

"Don't forget the transfer!" rachel reminded me. "I'm gonna go shopping so I don't remember you." 

~Connected

Hiyaa said if you want to ask for money, Cel pecel. Pakek drama want to meet all haha.

Sing calm okay, nek ngamuk kudu tempet eleng poso, hahaha.

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