Mahram To Azira
Chapters 2.2

"He gave birth to this girl with the title as a disgrace anyway, how pitiful!" Decak is insulting.

Well, you're right, me and my mom don't make any difference. We are both trash and a disgrace to all of you, and this disgrace you hate will soon bite you all.

Right, the trash you're looking at with this disgusting look will one day knock you down, making you feel what real pain is. Inner sounds.

"Aunt Safa, that's enough. Azira is my brother now and as his brother I will also feel pain if you treat him like this."

Suddenly the girl came, hugging Safa's aunt in a spoiled, envious manner. This girl, she was already used to living with the abundant treasures and affection of everyone.

"Humairah, don't seduce auntie like this." He let go of Humairah's embrace as he pulled her forward, patting her on the shoulder lightly as a rebuke.

I wonder how happy Humairah is to live in this loving bath in this house?

Hah.. honestly this is a bit silly and stupid again Azira does not need to think of something that is impossible he felt. Azira should not have expected something that she would never feel in this world.

"Because he and you are not equal, baby. Ah, it's a good thing that auntie loves you because if you don't, this damn carrier girl won't be easy to get away from me." Bibi Safa with an anxious and affectionate gesture pinched Humairah's red cheeks, making Humairah couldn't help but laugh happily at the warm treatment of Safa's aunt.

"Well, Humairah also loves aunty very much."

"Well, and this only applies if our dear nephew wants something." Said aunt Sifa while shaking her head, inexhaustible with the childish behavior of Humairah who still has not changed to this magnitude.

"O Allah, Sifa's aunt is the best, just know that Humairah wants something." She said while embracing her two aunts happily.

"I've guessed, my niece is spoiled." Aunty Safa already knew that her nephew was indeed soft-hearted and spoiled, she knew that Humairah was acting this way because he wanted to save Azira from her attack.

Though he should not pity this unlucky seedling.

"Well, Humairah tell me what it's about?" Ask aunt Sifa was impatient to wait again, she hoped there was good news that she would get from her beloved niece.

Choking with embarrassment, for a moment the red hue was increasingly visible on both her clean and smooth cheeks.

"Aibi better go straight to mama to talk about it, because Humairah thinks this is the parents' business." Humairah blushed which direction this conversation can be guessed by aunt Safa and aunt Sifa.

"All right we understand, then we will just go straight to Mbak Yana. Oh yes, Humairah please call your two uncles well, have them join us on the second floor." Sifa's aunt's message took her steps to walk away from Azira and Humairah.

"Every bi, Humairah will call uncle Rian and uncle Agus to follow you up." Quickly, Humairah nodded at Aunt Sifa's message which was honestly not something difficult.

"Azira, I went first well looking for uncle Rian and uncle Agus. Later if you need anything you can call the people in the kitchen or if you're embarrassed then just wait for me for a second, okay?" Even before Azira could say the answer Humairah immediately ran around with her carefree spirit. It was as if there were no burdens on his heart in this world.

Wh why?

Why did Azira feel that the distance between him and Humairah was getting farther, far away until it felt like Azira was unable to catch up with him.

"They make me jealous." Azira muttered with such mixed feelings.

Who wouldn't be awkward as well as envious when looking at the interactions of the three of them. They chirped as if Azira had never been in front of the three of them, didn't they just too directly ignore her presence?

It is the same with Humairah, they come from one Father but why is the treatment they get different when they are born from different Mothers?

Azira thought that even God's family was so unfair to her life that it had been destroyed and suffered since childhood.

"Non Azira?" Suddenly a middle-aged woman called out to Azira, approaching her politely and cautiously.

"..who?" Confused Azira because he still does not know the people in this family, he is also not sure if this woman is part of a wealthy family because this woman's clothes are so simple and can be obtained at a cheap shopping.

The woman smiled, "Non, introduce me mbok Yem, the housekeeper here." He introduced himself politely.

"Ah, yes mbok Yem introduce my name Azira. But. mbok what needs is the same for me?"

This is not because this family wants to make Azira a maid too right?

Azira.

"Gini non, sir said that non Azira still has not adapted to this house, so the master ordered mbok to help non Azira get to know this house." Yem honestly did not hide anything from Azira who had looked wary of him.

Hearing Yem's reply, Azira involuntarily heaved a sigh of relief and instantly relaxed her body.

"It turns out that way.." Azira muttered in relief.

"Yes, nbok Yem please help Azira get to know this house better so that in the future Azira feels comfortable living here."

And of course the revenge plan I can easily do. I will think carefully about what plan I will use on them all. Did it poison them? Ah, no! I will not be satisfied because they will just die.

So, what if I burn this house down with them?

Was it not more perfect, the treasure they were proud of and their beloved family were slowly devoured by fire. They would scream in pain for help and mercy, Jeez Azira was already impatiently waiting for him!

"Non Azira's? Nope?"

"Y-yeah, mbok?" Azira asked after regaining consciousness from her daydream.

"Non Azira daydreams, huh?"

"Not really mbok, Azira did not dream. Oh yeah, but did you say it was me?" Elak Azira diverted the conversation.

Still worried, "Before is mbok allowed to go into his room, non?" Tanya Mbok Yem hesitated.

Although confused, Azira nodded her head, Azira also knew that mbok Yem looked harmless so bringing him in also did not harm Azira. After all, Azira had no valuables inside so there was nothing for her to fear.

"Come, mbok." Take Azira and open the door to her room wide.