Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Syakir VS Almeera

...I still fully understand how a wife is. To take care of my husband's disgrace and to cover up all his evil....

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

...🌴🌴🌴...

Syakir immediately got out of the house and prepared a car to drive Humai to the puskesmas. While Bara, he ignored the discomfort while holding another woman in his arms. At the moment Humai's position is very worrying. 

The girl's face looked so weak and it made Almeera cry incessantly out of fear. Afraid that something might happen to the good girl they just met.

"Kids, Mum!" almeera said as they were already in the car.

Bara immediately asked her son to sit near her mother. Abraham held his second son, who kept staring at Almeera and Humai.

"Is Auntie sick, Ma?" tanya Bia looked at Humaira pity.

"Yes, Honey. Aunt Humai is sick," said Almeera, rubbing Humai's pale face. "Doain Aunty all right, yeah?" 

"definitely. Bia also always pray that Mama and Papa live long and nemenin Bia and Abang." 

Finally, because the distance of the health center with the house adjacent to make them immediately arrived quickly. They got out of the car immediately. Humaira was immediately put in the patient's gurney and they began to follow the sisters who were carrying Humai's unconscious body.

They all started waiting in front of the examination room. Almeera even hugged her daughter who was cold because she only wore long pants and a long t-shirt without a jacket and hat. While two of his favorite men are seen sitting quietly even though they only wear short shirts wrapped in their bodies.

Almeera was completely convinced by his conjecture. Must be Humaira's pregnant. However, he also suspects Humai and Syakir's relationship. The two have no resemblance whatsoever so it is impossible if there is a brotherly bond. 

Especially when seeing the suspicious look of the two increasingly make Almeera sure if the guess is right.

"Is there a patient's husband?" ask the doctor who came out of the room where Humai was examined. 

"I, Doc," Syakir said. 

He can't hide anything anymore. His face was so serious waiting for this explanation of the doctor in front of him. He did not even want to look at Almeera and Syakir who were shocked at his confession. 

"Your wife and prospective child, fine, sir. Your wife lacks the nutrients that come in. Maybe the effects of vomiting are great. What right?" 

"I…"

Honestly Syakir can't answer anything. He never knew how Humai was doing. What she ate, what she did. Syakir never knew and rather did not want to know.

"This is common but try to find a substitute food when pregnant women do not want to eat rice."

The doctor began to explain the condition of Humai and the child conceived. That didn't surprise Almeera and Bara. Those who are experienced in terms of pregnancy make both very well understood.

Until the doctor started to leave. Syakir looked at his best friend and his best friend's wife in turn. 

"Don't be the second. Hurt a woman who loves us very much with sincerity" Bara said, patting her best friend on the shoulder. "We don't always get a chance like me. Given a second chance by God, it's one of thousands of miracles. You may feel lost when he leaves you." 

Simultaneously, Humairah's weak body and lying on top of the gurney began to be pushed out. They all followed the white-clothed woman towards the outpatient room that would be the place of Humairah for a while. 

"Why not go to the hospital, Kir?" asked Almeera who had been curious since.

"Mom and son hospitals exist but are quite distant. While we're here first," said Syakir who made Almeera growled instead of playing. 

"As far as you are, but keep in mind! Don't be sorry for what you've done!" 

Finally do not want to make the atmosphere more heated. Bara said goodbye to Syakir bringing his wife and children home. He also understood that his best friend had a fairly high temperament.

...🌴🌴🌴...

I don't know how long he's been asleep. When his consciousness began to return. He only heard the sound of the clock ticking the wall that filled the room. The smell of drugs smelled in his nose.

His body was weak and he felt his head throbbing in pain. Slowly he tried to sit down until his movements made a man standing by the window while calling quickly turn around. 

"Finally you're conscious!" shakir shouted with an unpleasant voice. "Is your life always bothering others?" 

Humai. He hasn't even breathed a sigh of relief. The pain is still in his body. However, the words of the husband increasingly make his heart wound deep.

"Sorry," Humai cried with tears.

"Can you just cry, huh?" shakir exclaimed with glaring eyes. "Is there nothing else you can do but cry?" 

Syakir clenched both his hands. It felt like he was so fed up with Humai. The girl's behavior was strong-witted but became weak if there was anyone else among them.

Truly the best actress according to Syakir.

"I'm…" 

"Shut up!" syakir spray with heightened emotions. 

The atmosphere between them was getting hotter. The sound of a call from Syakir's pocket made the man immediately exhale heavily. He immediately grabbed his phone and saw the name on it.

His smile expands when the name of the younger brother is seen there. Without a word he immediately shifted the screen and brought it closer to his ear.

"God…" 

"Where's Humai?" ask Sefira directly without a stale base.

"This is Syakir, Fir. Sister…" 

"I want to talk to Humai. Where's she?" he said with a cold tone.

Syakir clenched his other hand. He looked at Humai with sharp eyes. Honestly, she misses her sister. They miss their togetherness. 

"Didn't you miss Brother?" 

"No!" humai said firmly. "I don't want to have a sister who doesn't have a heart for a woman." 

Syakir's heart melos. He did not expect that this hatred would continue only because of the matter about him and Humai. 

Is Sefira more concerned with Humai?

Does he love the little girl more than he does his own brother?

"Sister…" 

"Hurry and give it to Humai!" 

Syakir can't force. He immediately approached Humai's bed and made the woman who had been brushing away her flowing tears immediately look up.

Syakir put his phone away. He pointed at Humai's face with sharp eyes.

"Don't you dare complain to Sefira!" syakir exclaimed then his hand gripped Humai's thigh tightly. "Or I'll make your son like this until he gets out of your body by himself!"

~Connected

Hold ye hold. It's fine at night haha.

Later in the next chapter there will be no Almeera Bara vacation part. The immediate future that Almeera gives the same advice Humai okay.

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