AVARICIOUS

AVARICIOUS
CHAPTER 42. Redeem the error of Azzam


Rabbani immediately kowtowed, “Pardon the behavior of the late Brother Azzam.”


Rabbani, the youngest businessman, prostrates himself in front of a new woman he knows. Clara had also made a huge loss in Rabbani's shop. But Rabbani's loss was not as great as the mistake of the late Azzam. Not knowing what else to make up for, Rabbani only knew to apologize, and let the huge loss replace the half-time dark Azzam snatched from Clara.


Clara standing, “A-Azzam is dead!” Clara shakes her head, “No way.”


“There are events that I should not tell you,” Rabbani stands, right hand stalling, “Do not call master. Just call Rabbani.”


Clara wiped away tears of sadness mixed with joy after hearing Azzam was gone. The pleasure is a pleasure because Azzam will not sin too much in this world. Clara breathes in, receives Rabbani's handshake, “I will still call you by the name of lord.”


“As my late brother's guilt-redeemer, what if you work and live in my house,” said Rabbani gave an offer as a sign of his regret for the actions of his late brother.


“It looks like I deserve to work here.”


“My karwaya is the number one bully. They will continue to judge someone wrong until the person resigns himself from this store,” Rabbani said lying. Rabbani said so that Clara would accept kindness to make amends for her late brother.


Slowly Clara swallowed the saliva, a serious look leading to an impervious glass wall. Seen from the glass the employees are busy packing items to be sent to the address of the boss of the two men are burly. Clara nodded, “Alright.”


Rabbani reached into his pants pocket, took the house key and business card and gave it to Clara, “This is my house key. You can come to the home address listed on my business card.”


“I can't get into people's homes without the person,” Clara says give kemabli keys and business cards.


Rabbani holds the house key and business card in the right hand grip Clara, “Do not hesitate, just think of it as his own home.”


“But..”.


Rabbani pushes Clara's back, takes Clara out of her office room, “Don't say much more. My work is still a lot and you just wait for me at home.”


Bam!


Rabbani immediately locked the door of his office from the inside.


Rabbani rests his body on the door, head up, “Which sin I must bear to make amends to you, Abang Azzam. Do I have to marry that woman so that God will forgive her of all your sins?” Rabbani massages his temple, “Pardon the sin of Brother's servant, O Allah.”


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✨At 19:30 pm✨


“Wa’alaikumsalam,” welcome Clara immediately running near Rabbani. Take a small bag containing a laptop and a circular jacket on Rabbani's left arm.


The deqser!


Seeing the beautiful face of Clara welcoming the sincere return of Rabbani, Rabbani's blood flow rose quickly to the crown.


“What sir is fine?” clara looked at Rabbani's stiff face. Since there was no answer, Clara waved her right hand before Rabbani, “Master,” call Clara once again breaking Rabbani's daydream.


“Eh” right hand leads to second floor, “A-I seem to want to go shower first,” Rabbani set foot, “After shower I will invite you to eat outside.”


“No need sir. I was cooking. I'm going to the kitchen to heat up the cooking that has been cold,” said Clara put her legs forward to the dining room as well as the kitchen.


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✨30 minutes later in the dining room✨


Clara stood on the right side of Rabbani to dip the rice into an empty dish, then gave enough vegetables and side dishes. Clara also provided drinking water in an empty glass, then again stood on the right side of Rabbani.


“Why did you just shut up and stand next to me?” rabbani asked to see Clara standing on her right side.


“I'm just a waiter. My job is only to serve the master,” Clara gives a sincere smile to Rabbani, “Master eat first. I will eat later at a separate table,” said Clara directs her right hand behind the kitchen cooking wall there is 1 small table with two chairs.


Rabbani extended his hand to the front side of the right side, “I reiterate to you to sit there and eat with me. Don't make me angry!” rabbani firmly with a gloomy look.


Clara immediately pulled the chair, she sat down and took the rice along with the side dishes. Clara nodded, “Do not forget to read the intention in the heart before eating master,” said Clara reminded Rabbani before eating should read prayers according to their respective religions.


Rabbani just nodded.


30 Minutes later Rabbani and Clara finished eating. While watching Clara clean up the leftovers on the table, Rabbani began to ask Clara some questions.


“How much are you? Before you worked here, where did you work? And why did you get to know and meet the late Azzam?” rabbani's questions asked Clara.


For a moment Clara silently stared at the table, both hands holding dirty dishes. Clara lowered her face, both hands clasped tightly to the edge of the dirty plate, “I used to be a dirty woman. Due to the economic crisis I started my job as a Karoke guide in the city of M. Just now that I was working, I met the late Azzam. At that time he seemed to be experiencing a lot of burden, the late Azzam had complained about the inheritance. The late Azzam who drank too much began to vent his frustration to me, I could not refuse him because he promised to give me money to stop working in such a place, and start with a good business. After doing this, the late Azzam indeed kept his promise. But after one month I opened the stall, I tested positive for pregnancy. The news made me a little shaken. And I was kicked out of my house,” Clara ended the conversation full of bitter memories.


Rabbani stood up, stroking Clara's back, “This life is sometimes unfair. But this is the life we must live as long as we live on this earth. From now on you'll keep working at my house, and stop working in places like that. Your intentions are good, but the way to find the money is wrong. If we want to open a business with halal money, we should look for halal jobs as well. Although it is difficult to collect a lot of money, but at least the money is the halal money of your hard work.”


Clara wiped the rough tears on both her cheeks, “Thank you sir. Just this time I met a nice guy.”