Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 08 - Never Will Be

This kind of commotion was not foreign in fact, it was just that Alexander thought it was an ordinary quarrel. The process of maturing a child is different, and it may be the way that Azoya demands his rights as a child.

Brakes

The woman came out of Azoya's room with a rage that shook her soul. Without him realizing in front of the room the figure of a man who is now increasingly mature is waiting. Zayyan let out a rough sigh while massaging the base of his nose, he was puzzled by how Amora could be fair.

"Darling, since when did you stand there?" the woman asked so gently that it felt impossible for her to be able to make a rude gesture to her daughter.

"Since then, it's done? I want to go in" he said briefly and did not want to make small talk for a moment, really he was that angry actually.

"Ehm, come in .. you happen to come, usually Azoya is just obedient to you," said Amora then passed by with her quick steps, tonight she with the husband had to go visit one of her family, and she was just a little bit of a girl, that too late.

Zayyan wouldn't ask her the problem, she wanted to know directly from her sister. The man pushed the door slowly and locked it when he got inside, his heart was stunned as he looked at Azoya who was now sitting on the floor crying silently.

Not at all did he bother, Zayyan deliberately gave time for Azoya to enjoy her crying. The man checked the large bag that Azoya was preparing to leave this house, as he smiled at some of the Azoya items he had entered carelessly.

"Come out, I'm not being bothered, brother."

"I have no intention of interrupting, just make sure ...Your cries are even heard from my room, what's the problem? Hm?"

He was lying actually, since he had deliberately wanted to come to the younger brother. Azoya who was still injured by the words of the mother still continued to cry even though it had now subsided.

"Stand up, don't be a weak woman, Zoya."

His words were so subtle, it was just that there was no desire in the mind of the woman to get up immediately. Zayyan who was not as patient could only sigh violently and forcefully pull Azoya's wrist until she was aghast.

"Remove your tears, why? He hurt you again?" asked Zayyan to check his hands and face alternately, since the first time it often happened and only Zayyan cared.

"Slapped ... how many times?"

"Once," he answered so quietly as to wipe away the rest of the tears.

His chest was hot, the man clenched his hands when he saw the reddish marks on Zoya's face that were so real. Zayyan who was enveloped in anger was about to pass out but as quickly as possible Azoya blocked his steps.

"Where are you going?" azoya asked while holding the man's wrist.

Zoya understands the character of her brother, two years ago she even made Zico enter the hospital because Zico dared to push Azoya into the pool. Now, he's going to vent his anger at Amora for hurting her sister.

"Don't, if you get angry Papa ... Big brother will get into trouble," Azoya's pinta is really worried that Zayyan will go back to the craze after this.

"Stop your crying" he said slowly but it was so firm that Azoya chose silence and completely stopped his crying.

The man took out all the things that Azoya had prepared. Just a few strands of clothes that Zayyan was stuck in would not be enough for a week. Not only that, he also checked his wallet and the man was made to faintly smile at the amount of money.

"Where are you going with this stuff? Life outside it is not as easy as you imagine, Zoya .. Are you sure you can live well? In what way did you survive in a city this hard?"

Azoya looked down while looking at the clothes that were now splattered on the floor. Even though his eyes were not staring at the elder brother, everything Zayyan said he listened carefully.

"I don't want to stay here, brother."

"I don't give you permission, even if I want to get out of this house, I have to be with me."

Silly statement, just hear it when Azoya amused. The man sat down at Zoya's side while looking at her so fixedly, he wasn't joking and indeed Zayyan's invitation was very, very serious.

"Bas crazy, what do people say if we live together."

"Life is not on the basis of people, we live it and you don't have to care about it all" he said with emphasis, Azoya who shakes his eyes and slightly away from the brother.

"Stop boasting, get out there .. I want to sleep," Zoya pushed long ago with the presence of this man.

"No way, I'll sleep here .. I don't want to regret it tomorrow morning," said Zayyan, who then lay in bed, no matter how upset her sister is.

"What's? If Papa knew how? Exit san_ Aaaaa." Azoya was surprised when Zayyan suddenly pulled him in his arms, if he was a child it might be ordinary, but now it is different.

"Sister gilla huh? Papa must be angry if he knows we are still sleeping together," said Azoya tried to rebel but his power was lost.

"Shut, Papa won't know if you shut up. Go to sleep, tomorrow there is a test and do not let your grades lose to Agatha," Zayyan hugged her so hard that Azoya was confused as to how this was, right now, if he yells obviously useless because the one at home right now is only Zico and Agatha.

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