Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
Not Dinafkahi!

...Believe me, if the windfall does not come from the right, it will come from the other direction....

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

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Holidays are a day that everyone looks forward to. They can get together and spend time with loved ones. 

Same with Humaira. Today he was invited to CFD with the Almeera family. He cannot refuse. The kind-hearted woman who was the wife of her husband's best friend took her with such enthusiasm. Until to reject it, of course Humai can not.

Very early in the morning. Syakir's wife had woken up from her sleep. He walked to the closet to get his wallet. Humai immediately grabbed the small, shabby object and opened it.

Her lips smiled smirkingly. He counted the rest of how much cash was in his wallet.

"Is there enough money to buy food to market?" humai muttered slowly.

He breathed a heavy breath. Even though he was married. Humaira kept using her own money or rather, Syakir never gave her a living. 

Humai did not ask, she was afraid if her husband really thought that he was a double eye. Humai uses his own money to shop for groceries every day.

"Remember, Humai. Can't be spoiled! You still have money in your account. So later you have to take the money," he said encouraging himself. 

Just as he was about to put down his wallet again, along with that, the sound of knocking on the door made him quickly close the closet. Humai quickly approached and opened the room door.

"Is he ready?" almeera asked as the door opened.

"Yet, Ma'am. Here I just finished cleaning the room and immediately took a shower" Humai said by staring at Almeera who was ready.

"Yes already. I wait in front well," said Almeera who immediately answered a nod of the head.

Humai finally went to the bathroom. He would later ask to stop at the market to buy groceries. Syakir's wife was very well remembered if for dinner, the food at home was exhausted.

"I have to take a quick shower, for fear of Ma'am Meera waiting." 

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This time, they will go to Jalan Ijen Malang to follow the weekly activities of the Malang residents, namely Car Free Days. The activity was already a common thing for the native Malang people. Ijen has always been the place of CFD and is famous there. This activity certainly has many benefits. 

In addition to sports, can for a healthy path along the way, there are culinary and various stands selling various interesting products as well. It's really very complete there. Finally they started riding the car driven by Syakir. 

Humaira kept her head down. He was afraid that Syakir's eyes would be a menacing highlight. She was sure her husband didn't like her coming. However, Humai initially refuses but Almeera continues to persuade him under the pretext on behalf of the conceived child. 

"Tante's there for a real race, 'no?" bia asked who was sitting between Humai and Almeera.

Abraham relented. The boy sat in the back seat. 

"Bangetpus. Many young people continue there are many food merchants as well." 

"Gee!" Bia's eyes sparkled.

Hearing the word food alone can provoke the tastes of the two children Bara and Almeera couples. 

"Mom we'll buy ya?" 

"Yes, Honey. But Bia has to take a walk first. Okay?"

"okay." 

The journey, which took almost 45 minutes, began to end. From the direction of the parking lot, you can see the number of food traders who have stoodby there.

From wet, dry food. Warm and cold drinks are available. Just so much stuff. Until it makes Bia repeatedly swallow her own saliva. 

"Come on! Don't look at the food. Ntar Bia fat loh!" goda Abraham took his brother's hand.

"Ih. It's not gonna get fat!" exclaims Bia hit his brother's arm.

They started walking together. Bara and Syakir are at the back. Then in front of him followed Almeera and Humai. Then the front team is Abraham and Bia who chatter with each other. 

Of all the couples talking. It seemed like the conversation of Almeera and Humaira was the most interesting conversation between them. 

"If you may know, how did you get married?" almeera asked holding the young mother's hand.

Humaira has not answered. He looked forward with a blank look as if he was trying to turn the events he had passed before 

It's a hard thing where he has to go through it alone. The circumstances in which his broken soul was further made destroyed by his own family and friends.

"Don't force it!" almeera stroked Humaira's back. 

"Maybe you could say this marriage was due to an accident" Humaira said spontaneously.

"What are you…" 

Humaira couldn't bring up her past. He seemed to always feel trembling whenever his memories tried to twist to the events in the past.

An event in which his future is taken away. An incident where he could no longer continue his studies. His life was truly at the lowest low point of his life.

"I'm devastated, Ma'am. I lasted this long only because of this child," pause Humai stared at Bara's wife. "If there were no children, I might have killed myself a long time ago." 

Almeera. He hugged Humaira's shoulder until both of them walked very slowly. 

"Don't think about ending your life, Hum" Almeera said. "Your life is long."

"But my life is meaningless, Ma'am."

"Who said?" ask Almeera slowly. 

Humaira did not answer. However, can Almeera guess if the person in question is the figure behind them both.

"Your life means so much. It even means once" Almeera said seriously.

"Means for?" 

"For him," replied Almeera rubbing Humai's stomach which began to protrude. "For this child, you are a great mother."

"You are the chosen one whom God chooses to pass the test he loves."

Humaira. "I'm not an elected person, Ma'am. I'm a sinner. I'm an adulterous man."

"Sin and adultery are God's business. We as human beings can only apologize, forgive, beg for forgiveness and repent."

What Meera said was true. As for man to pray and to fornicate, let God judge. We as human beings are equal and equal in the eyes of God. It is not right to judge the worship of a person.

It could be that the person you consider many sins turns out to have a practice that can deliver them to heaven. 

"Is God going to forgive me, Ma'am?" 

"Is not Allah forgiving" Almeera said. "Whatever the sins of each servant. If he returns and rests before Him, God will accept his repentance." 

Somehow hearing every suggestion that came out of Almeera's lips there was a feeling of calm and coolness in Humaira. He tried to be sure if God would see the actions of his khilaf and apology and repentance at once.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am. I've learned a lot from Meera." 

"Together."

"Mama, let's buy!" bia pulled her mother's hand.

Almeera finally followed her son's footsteps. He refused nothing that his daughter asked for. However, Bara's wife did not forget to invite Humaira to come with him.

"He wants that!" point it at a grilled sausage vendor there.

"Can. Buy two together brother, okay?" 

"Okay, Mama." 

"What do you want to buy, Hum?".

"Not doing anything, Ma'am," Humai replied to Almeera.

"Serious boy, Hum. What do you want?"

Humaira looks so confused. Then Almeera's eyes fell into his hands and realized that Syakir's wife was looking for something in her bag.

Did Humai not bring money? murmuring Almeera in the heart.

"Come on!" 

"Wh-where are you going?" humai asked, holding Meera's hand. 

"We buy food first. Pity your son," Almeera interrupted unwillingly to be rejected.

"But, Ma'am." 

"Don't refuse any sustenance, Hum. I'm willing to buy it."

Eventually Humaira began ordering one meal to a store that sold rice there. Patiently the two wives waited for each other with eyes staring at Bia who was engrossed in her sausage.

All the treatment that Almeera gave did not escape Syakir's view. The man continued to stare at Humai and his best friend's wife in a clingy manner. However, the truer was, that he was staring towards Humai.

"Truly a sneaky girl!" 

~Connected