I Rent My Rahim To My Stepbrother
part41: Hazel's Apology

"Mr ..." Kayla held onto Mr. Azraf's arm and took it slow. He hoped that the father would not tell him everything.

"No dear, Ghava must know."

"So I'm an unexpected child?"

Kayla moved, then crouched down in front of Ghava. He was not willing that a boy of Ghava's age should receive such deep pain. "No dear, you mustn't hate your father."

"Don't lie, that man makes you sad. That man isn't the one with Ghava?"

"You're Mama's son, Mama loves Ghava. There's no one who doesn't expect Ghava." Kayla hugs Ghava again, but she does not want Ghava to grow up harboring hatred for Hazel.

Ghava clenched both hands and stared at the grandfather. "Calm down, I'm not going to admit it as my father, yes my father is dead."

Ghava got rid of Kayla's body, then ran to her room and closed the door violently.

"Darling .." Kayla was going to chase her son. But Mr. Azraf swiftly restrained Kayla's arm.

"Let Ghava reflect on Papa Kay's words,"

"But Pa,"

"Mr Azraf," Rio exclaimed stopping their speech. "Outside there is Mr. Hazel." Rio Seru. Though he disliked Hazel, he had to say Hazel was coming. As a bodyguard, he could not immediately refuse and bring her in.

"Finally he comes too, let's see how thick his face is. Let him in and you're Kayla, you have to face Hazel, you understand right?"

Kayla squeezed her dress in a shrill feeling and nodded as a sign of her answer.

...

Rio told the two bodyguards to open the gate, two men entered. Hazel on Adam's ekori. The two men momentarily looked at Rio. Hazel forced her feet to step into the area of the two-story house. A house that is not so luxurious but feels like it has a life. He continued to step up every once in a while as Hazel wiped her tears with her arms.

The pain and longing that he had been so longing for so many years, was now mixed. He could not express his face. How much he misses his ex-wife and his son.

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Hazel climbed the steps one by one, bitterly feeling, right at the door she stopped her steps. Taking a moment to take a deep breath, his feet finally stepped up and entered the door.

Tap

Both of his legs stopped right in front of Kayla, only a long table separated the distance between the two. His heart throbbed with pain as he looked at Kayla who was not looking at him at all. He turned to Mr. Azraf, his former father-in-law.

"Om," Hazel's voice shrieked, barely audible.

But having a keen hearing, Azraf told Hazel to call him.

"What did you come here for?" mister Azraf asked flatly and coldly as if piercing all the way to Hazel's bones.

Brucks

Hazel fell on her body, sitting on the floor prostrating herself in front of Kayla and Azraf.

"I'm sorry Om,"

"Your relationship is over, I'm sorry I gave it back." Without looking at Hazel.

The man in Hazel's greeting continued to look at the woman who had stayed with him even if only for a few moments. The singjat meeting fostered love in his heart, shifting the name of the adel that adorns his heart.

"I love Kayla Om."

Mr. Azraf's jaw hardened, as a father he did not accept his daughter being loved by Hazel, the man who had tortured his daughter. In one blow, the corner of Hazel's lips bled. Mr. Azraf's hand pulled the collar of Hazel's shirt and lashed his second blow.

"Fuck, you think your mouth smells good, but it turns out your mouth is rotten. I, as the father of Kayla Azraf, do not accept love from your dirty mouth, even dog poop is better than you."

Adam grimaced, but he held him back. The master had ordered him not to interfere even if he got the rampage from the Kayla family even though his life was on the edge of the horn.

"Dirty men like you, why not just die. That way I'm grateful."

"I'm sorry Om,"

Buccancy

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Buccancy

Mr. Azraf is like a madman hitting Hazel's face, he doesn't care even if Hazel's face is smashed. An apology cannot take the place of pain in his heart.