Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Wife or Maid?

...It turns out that love without logic will make someone stupid and crazy....

...~JBlack...

...🌴🌴🌴...

Eventually all the families began to take Syakir and Humai to the house they would occupy. Mama Ayna, Papa Haidar and Sefira are taking part because they do not want Humai to feel exhausted if doing everything themselves at home.

The journey that took almost an hour to Humai's house finally began to end. Four cars stopped right in front of a pretty nice house but not as luxurious as Syakir's house.

They immediately went down with Humai staring at his house with a look of disbelief. 

"This.." he muttered while pointing at his house that was far different from the last abandoned. 

"Hows it? You likey?" sefira asked as she hugged the shoulder of her best friend who was staring at her house.

"Is this you doing?" humai asked with teary eyes.

Sefira smiles. He nodded in confirming. 

"This is on the advice of Mama too. So let you comfortably stay here, Mama and Papa renovate your house" Sefira explained. "But for the decoration inside. Everything stays the same as it was."

Finally the curious Humai quickly entered his house. He stared at every wall paint that had been replaced with pastel colors. Then in front of his house there is a catfish pond that has been cleaned. 

The flowers have also been tidied up and look like a beautiful little garden. Slowly, he pushed the main door. Entering a house that he had not been in for a long time.

His face glazed over while all the objects were still placed into their original place. The only difference is the color of the paint and plus the aroma of fragrant therapy makes anyone calm when entering this house. 

"Let's look deeper!" take Sefira without seeing Syakir who is entering with his lazy face.

Humai and Sefira excitedly went around. Seeing the main room is Humai's parents' room. Then proceed to his own room, then to Rein's room and lastly the empty room on the second floor.

"It's really pretty, Fir. The color is my favorite. Surely you…" 

Sefira smiles. He clasped his best friend's hand and rubbed it gently. 

"I can only help you with this, Mai. I can't make my brother good to you, treat you like his queen but I'll try to protect you, happy you use another way." 

Humai shed his tears. He quickly embraced his best friend with a feeling of indescribability. Sefira is one of those people who never doubted her, never left her even though there are so many out there who hate her.

Sefira will be the first shield that will protect when they all accuse or shun Humai. He was truly the sincere friend Humai had in this world.

"Thank you for me, Fir. I don't know what bales do you, but I'm really grateful to have a friend like you" Humai said sincerely. 

"Me too, Mai. I'm happy to have you. The spirit of fighting well and do not hold everything yourself if you are not strong. Remember that! I am here who will always be there for you. Don't be afraid to face the world alone, because now there's this child who will be your protector." 

Finally the conversation of the two companions began to end when the call from the first floor called out to the two. The pair of friends came down together hand in hand. 

They seemed to keep smiling and made Syakir very sick. However, she tried to hold him back for fear that her mother and family would continue to defend the woman.

"What's up, Ma?" 

"Let's go home!" invite Mama Ayna who makes Sefira like reluctant. 

"Nonsense, Ma. He said he'd help you clean up?" asked Sefira lethargicly.

"The mother that Mama rented to make this house clean is the same as all the needs of your sister and daughter-in-law Mama has come," said Mama Ayna pointed to three women who stood in front of her house.

"You can be here after college, Fir. How's it?"

Sefira's eyes sparkled. He almost forgot about that. Isn't the distance between his house and Humai's house close not up to an hour. Driving his own car, he can. 

"All right." 

Finally Mama Ayna, Papa Haidar and Sefira started saying goodbye. They hugged Humai and Syakir in turn. 

"Remember Mom's message, son. Before you regret," whispered Mama Ayna before her embrace with Syakir came off.

"Don't be too tired, son. Many break. Mama will be ready to help you settle the house" Mama Ayna told her daughter-in-law.

"That's okay, Ma. No need!" reject Syakir quickly.

It certainly makes Mama Ayna look at her son with a frown. 

"Syakir means no need to find. Syakir can also find his own maid," he said, which finally made Mama Ayna nod.

"Don't forget!" said Mama Ayna who immediately answered a nod by Syakir. 

Finally his third car started leaving Humai's house. They left two humans standing in front of the house with feelings that could not be described.  

If Syakir, the man begins to feel happy because he is free from his family. Not with Humai. The woman was trying to learn to accept whatever would come to her after this. 

"Today you can laze!" syakir exclaimed when no one was there. "But tomorrow, you'll have to do the housework yourself." 

Trust me everything he said to his mother was just a whore. Syakir did not want to spend a penny just to hire a housekeeper.

He didn't want that little girl getting spoiled and getting on the clouds. Syakir wants to realize the woman who has the status of being his wife that life is not as good as he saw. 

"But…" 

"No buts!" shakir shouted with his firm voice. "There will never be a maid in this house. All housework, you're the one doing it alone." 

Humai could only duck. Not that she felt lazy but during pregnancy, Humai felt that her body was not as strong as before. He always felt tired and dizzy when doing many activities.

"If you don't want to, get a divorce from me then it'll all be over!" 

Syakir smile. Especially when he saw Humai who spontaneously raised his head when the word Syakir said just now made him surprised. 

"You're surprised, he?" she smiled with a slanted smile.

"If you want to be free, then ask for a divorce from me. Isn't this what you wanted from the past? So wife. A rich man's wife." 

Humai. His heart ached when he heard all the insults, insults and insults that were thrown from Syakir's lips. The man really did not have the slightest heart with Humai's condition. 

"I'll never ask for a divorce and I'm ready to do all the homework myself!"  replied Humai who made Syakir's smile recede. 

"We'll see. To what extent can you survive and do everything yourself, Girl Cupu!" 

~Connected 

I'm watching you, Bang. Let's see it later, yeah. If I jump a few years later, don't be surprised.

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