I Rent My Rahim To My Stepbrother
#part22

"Can Daddy tell you? About Daddy's daughter?" hazel asks, for some reason he is so interested in the story of Mikayla who is now in his grasp as her puppet. It was as if his entire body was bound by threads and he was the one who held his power.

"She," Mr. Azraf smiled, while enjoying a beautiful night. "She must have grown into a beautiful, innocent girl, if anyone had greeted her she would have lowered her head. She's a shy person, ah yes I'm sure she's like her mother. Her mother's favorite meatballs, I still remember the food that I didn't know what it was. But the girl introduced the meatball to me." Mr. Azraf laughed. He was reminded of Puspitasari who danced him strange food.

This is enank sir ...

Hazel looked down, her heart suddenly tight listening to the sound of Mr. Azraf's cry, it turned out that this was her weakness from the past.

"She smiled easily,"

Hazel's chest was squeezed, she thought the story of Mr. Azraf was the same as her Daddy who left her and her mother, turned out to be different, this is where Mr. Azraf and his lover sacrificed.

"I met her once, when my daughter was 5 years old. But Sari left again and until now I have not found her. I beg Hazel, please, please help Daddy, help Daddy, Daddy will do anything, but please hide him if you see him. If there's a Mommy you know, I'm sure my daughter's in danger."

"Okay Dad," I don't know what's gonna happen to her after everything's been revealed. He felt like a man who married his two daughters-in-law.

"Thank you, Daddy wishes you were happy." Daddy Azraf decided on his call, he massaged his temple and felt a tightness.

"I wish my plans like this could make them happy."

Hazel puts her phone on the nightstand, but when she wants to put it she sees dozens of messages from her wife. He opened the message and read every message his wife sent.

"It turns out, Daddy wasn't lying." Hazel smiled with satisfaction. "Tomorrow I'll take Kayla to the salon and to the Mall."

Hazel smiled, she did not reply to his wife's message and instead closed her eyes.

...

Kayla turned off the stove, intending to pour hot water into the milk inside the glass.

"I,"

"What's going on?" ask a man. He looked at Kayla's left hand which was slowly flushed red. Quickly the man picked up the small pot that was still filled with water, he placed it on the stove and returned it to the woman who was standing not far from him.

"Can't you be careful?" There was a pain in his heart seeing Kayla who grimaced and both of his eyes condensed.

"Sir what's wrong?" ask a woman wearing a maid's shirt.

"Bi, you replace Kayla, I'll treat her hand."

Hazel drew Kayla's hand, and along the way she blew Kayla's hand. He took out a box and quickly smeared the slowly flushed skin and blew it away.

"Other times be careful, don't do what you can't and don't force anything that harms you."

Instead of answering or listening, Kayla enjoyed the handsome face in front of her. Even the fragrant scent of shampoo in her wet hair gushed into her throat.

"Kay, man,"

Hazel raised her face, her two manics gazing into Kayla's two beads, a strange rebound created, making the two peck in admiration for the beauty in front of her.

"Ah, sorry." Kayla pulled out her hand and threw away her face.

Hazel smiled, as if bewitched in a matter of seconds when she saw Kayla's face. "I'll take you to college and I'll pick you up."

"No, it's Madam ..."

"Kay, follow my orders." Hazel stood up, her hands directly stroking Kayla's head. Hazel put her feet together. He intended to go upstairs to get his briefcase.

"Sir, can you behave like normal?"