Mahram To Azira
Chapters 12.3

Everything is on the table. Even the cooked porridge for her husband was also brought to the table. Sure enough, his appetizing porridge fragrance instantly overcame the fragrance of all the food on the table. Abah could not help but look at the porridge a few times. He did not like the porridge, but because it smelled too good, he finally decided to take a small bowl of porridge.

"Please, Azira."

"Well, Abah." Azira prepared a small bowl of porridge for Abah.

What was surprising was that Umi ignored homemade food and came to ask Azira for porridge. Then last Sasa, according to his promise to Azira was in the kitchen.

But what makes everyone very surprised is, the texture of Azira-made porridge is not as soft as the porridge out there and has a very delicious taste. Eating one small bowl was not enough, so the three of them added on again until they almost emptied out one small pot. Fortunately Azira had prepared the porridge for her husband so she had no problem seeing everyone eating the porridge.

"God, it turns out to be really good, brother. I'm surprised you've added two more times." Sasa gave a very high praise for this cuisine of his sister-in-law.

He thinks it feels the same as it does on the outside, but it turned out that the porridge made by her sister-in-law was much more delicious than she thought and the texture was also not too soft so it was very comfortable to enter the mouth.

Abah and Umi also highly praised the porridge made by Azira.

"Sometimes please do it again. Brother likes to eat your porridge." Abah praised Azira.

Not only praise, Abah also took money out of his wallet specifically and gave it to Azira as a gift.

"Change, there's no need to do this. I can't take it." Azira hastily refuses Abah's gift.

He was uncomfortable taking his in-laws money. It was only natural for a daughter-in-law to give money to her in-laws, but this was precisely the opposite, she did not dare to accept it.

"Son, take. This is Abah's gift to you, so you have to accept it. Just this time you see Abah eating this gluttonous porridge and to praise it, means your food is really delicious, son. Take the money and don't be shy." Urge Umi to get Azira to take it.

Azira looked at her in-laws in shame. But under everyone's pressure, he ended up taking the money and putting it carefully into his gaming pocket.

While holding Abah's gift of money, his hand trembled with mixed feelings. I just want to cry. The simple food that he used to eat with his mother every day and was once underestimated by the neighbors who did not like them turned out to be very appreciated by his family-in-law. Between happy and sad, his heart was mixed.

"So like to eat your porridge. Tomorrow when the other family comes here, Abah asks you to cook this porridge to everyone. Want no?" Ask Abah seriously.

Yesterday his wife told him about Azira's attentiveness while shopping at the market. Azira never allowed Umi to hold groceries or pay for groceries, as long as Umi's shopping task was to bid. The rest was done by Azira. Abah was happy to hear it and grateful that her daughter-in-law did not neglect her wife.

"You, Abah. Azira will cook a big pot of porridge for everyone." Azira's promise was serious.

"Please, brother. I will help you cook. Where did you get this recipe from? Maybe from the internet?" The internet is very rich now.

Various kinds of food recipes are scattered everywhere and freely accessible by anyone. But often the recipes made seem careless and unhealthy, so Sasa is less interested in watching eating shows.

"No, this recipe belongs to my mother's family in the village. Mother said this recipe has been passed down from grandparents and great-grandfather. Almost everyone in our family uses this recipe." Azira does not know the truth because she seems to not pay attention to the cooking of people in the village. After all, he was a child while living in the village. His head was always filled about playing. Isn't the average child like this?

Especially for those who live in the village, far from the small urban life is already holding a mobile phone.

"It turns out the family recipe. Pantesan tastes great, sis."

Azira smiled, "If it's good you can also learn to cook and sometime make everyone porridge, how?"

Umi hesitated, "This is a recipe from your family, son. Is it okay to be studied by us?" Because the family recipe is the same as restaurant recipes, not accessible to just anyone.

"Not a big deal. Lagian... We're family." Azira shy.

Umi smiled widely, nodded her head and did not refuse. In fact, he pressured his daughter to learn it from Azira.

The breakfast just went by. Fried rice and some untouched food on the table were given to workers outside. The numbers were quite large, so all the workers outside were part of it and no food was wasted this morning.

After cleaning the dining table and kitchen with Sasa, she then returned to her room with a bowl of porridge and a glass of water for her husband.

Cclack

The door to the room opened from inside. Kenzie was just about to get out.

"Where are you going, mom?" Kenzie seemed to have just woken up from his sleep and had not had time to wash his face.

Kenzie does not answer and instead pulls Azira into their room.

"Find you. Hum, what food did you bring here?" Azira brought a tray of food with her into the room.

Without opening the lid of the serving, he could inhale the fragrance. Maybe a delicious meal.

Azira put the tray on the nightstand after getting rid of the empty glass. Then she opened the hood, showing her husband a bowl of warm porridge and a glass of water.

"Sit down." Kenzie pulled out a dressing chair for his wife to sit on.

Azira smiled shyly.

"Thank you."

"Um, this morning I accidentally cooked porridge for Kenzie mas. But Sasa tells me that everyone in this house doesn't like porridge including Kenzie mas. If Kenzie's mas won't eat it, I'll take another meal for the mas." Azira did not force her husband to eat her deeds.

She also understood that her husband did not like porridge. And if this experiment fails, then in the future, he will never cook porridge again.

"Thank you, I'll eat it." Kenzie doesn't mind.

Under the watchful eye of his nervous wife, Kenzie took a large mouthful of porridge and put it in his mouth. Immediately, Kenzie's expression instantly softened.

In one mouthful he concluded that this porridge would be one of his favorite foods from now on.

"Lezat. I like it." Take a large mouthful of porridge into the mouth to be enjoyed again.

In just two minutes, the large bowl of porridge had lost half of it. He did not lie because he really liked Azira's porridge. Different from the others. It is sweet and spicy, and salty. Everything blends well under the texture of the porridge that is not too soft as those sold-sell or made by others out there.

Seeing her husband eat the porridge voraciously, Azira was overjoyed. Her lips did not stop forming a smile line and her heart was racing back quickly inside her chest. This small thing alone makes it very easy to be happy, love is indeed something very extraordinary.

Maybe it's because of love, the reason why his mother came all the way to town to find a father. No matter how long they were apart, the mother's love for father was never extinguished. Now Azira understands where her mother's innocence came from.

"If Kenzie likes it, I'll make another pot of porridge once in a while."

Kenzie shook his head in denial.

"Don't be too tired."

Azira's heart warmed to hear her husband's attention, "It's not tiring, really."

Congratulations Kenzie can smile, he will not feel tired or to complain. She likes to see her husband smile.

"In that case, I won't be polite. I want to take this porridge to the hospital for lunch. You don't have to make me breakfast, just bring me lunch."

What does her husband mean is that she can come to the hospital again?

"I mean, mas?"

Kenzie after finishing one bowl porridge in a short time. He put the bowl back into place and drank some water.

"Come to the hospital. We can go home together." Kenzie said faintly.

Samar, but Azira understood immediately. That means she'll go to Kenzie's office to deliver lunch while waiting for her husband to work. After work, they will go home together. Azira understands. Somehow she was describing her feelings now. He feels very light. As if being carried flying high, it felt truly incredible. Accompanying Kenzie to work, Azira is excited to hear him.

"If I come there, won't I interrupt Kenzie's work time?" Azira was excited but held back.

"Undisturbedly. Just come by."

"But I hope you are mentally prepared because Humairah also works there. Maybe he'll bother us, don't you mind?" His eyes looked straight into Azira's eyes.

Again the feeling came. The feeling of where he was being hunted. Under her husband's gaze, she was not warty and misbehaved at the same time. What to do, where to put his hands and feet, this ridiculous question swirled around inside his head.

"Humairahs... Also work there? But didn't he stop?"

As Azira recalls, Humairah's apprenticeship was over when the wedding preparations were done. He was sure because he heard it himself directly from the person. And it was still clear that the conversation between Humairah and her mother was in Azira's hearing. At that time Humairah wanted to go to work at the hospital, but her mother forbade because Kenzie had already taken care of her letter so that she could stay at home calmly preparing for the wedding.

At this moment Azira thought..

Could it be that Kenzie still has not released Humairah from his heart? Batin Azira sour.

He felt jealous and unwilling at the same time.

She did not dare to ask for protection from her husband. Because she was afraid that her husband would stand up for Humairah instead of her. After all, he himself was the wrong person here.

Kenzie smiled deeply.

"It's good if you don't mind. By the way, your tone of voice suddenly changed. If I didn't shoot wrong, could it be that you were jealous?" Guess Kenzie's on target.

Azira felt bitter to hear it. Yet she tried to remain calm in front of her husband, as if she did not feel jealous.

"Jealous? Why should I be jealous?" Azira said indifferently.

Kenzie chuckles.

"Oh. Too bad. Wait, don't move." Kenzie stops Azira who will take the tray on the nightstand.

"What's up, mas?" Azira stiffly asked.

Could Kenzie see something wrong on my face? Could it be that Kenzie realized that I was jealous of him? Inner Azira was anxious.

Not now. He's praying not now. He didn't want Kenzie to realize his feelings just yet. He is still not ready.

"It... There's something on your face."

Tuh kan's!

Azira roared frantically in her heart. His hand was automatically raised wanting to wipe his face, but once again Kenzie held him back.

"Wait, don't move. Let me do it."

Nervous, Azira lowers her hand and lets Kenzie touch the other side of her face. Azira thinks Kenzie can see her feelings of jealousy. But looking at his actions now, he thought maybe it was because there was food on the side of his face.

"Here it is.." Kenzie slowly lowered his head, the distance the two of them were thinning. Maybe a few inches away, those lips touched the side of his face.

Azira was nervous. With such a close distance he did not dare to breathe too much. He subconsciously held his breath and hoped to escape from this place. He was so embarrassed by this close distance with Kenzie.

"Mas..what's up? If you can't, let me do it myself-"

Cup

Azira's voice was immediately restrained feeling a brief gentle touch on the side of her right face.

"Will you do it yourself?" Kenzie asked in a hoarse and low voice right beside Azira's ear.

The warm and gentle breath blew gently in his ear. Azira instantly lost control of her own body, her knees limp. It was fortunate that he was sitting on a chair, otherwise he might have fallen into a slump by now.

"I'm.." Azira finally woke up.

A few seconds later, she digested back what her husband had just said.

"I'll go wash the dishes first." After saying that Azira brought a hazy tray out of the room.

She did not know how her husband's expression was now because she did not dare to look at him. But for himself, there is no need to ask. He was very scared and ran away. After being away from the room, then he felt that his legs and hands were trembling now. Afraid of the tray falling, he placed it on the table while adjusting his breathing.

"Oh Allah, O Allah... What the hell just happened? Kenzie... Just kissed my cheek!" Azira said as she patted her two cheeks in panic and dismay mixed into one.

"Will you do it yourself?" Kenzie asked in a hoarse and low voice right beside his ear.

Her husband's heavy voice and low tone continued to ring in his hearing. The right ear where her husband whispered was still hot. It was as if the voice was stuck in his ear.

"Ah, this is so embarrassing!" Azira pinched her hot ears hoping to immediately eliminate the sounds.

"Sir Azira?" Sasa saw his sister-in-law's behavior a little strange so he came to say hello.

Azira surprise. Gurgling, he greeted Sasa back with a stammering voice.

"Oh..dek, what are you doing here?"

Sasa noticed his sister-in-law's face flushed abnormally.

"Is Brother Azira okay?" Ask doubtfully.

Azira was finally able to calm herself down.

"I'm okay. Why, deck?"

Sasa pointed at his own face.

"Sister's face looks so red, it's like a fever. Is really sister okay? Want me to call Kenzie's sister so that you can check her condition?"

Hearing the name of her husband called, Azira suddenly waved her hand. Precisely Kenzie is the source of the abnormality of the situation now. If Kenzie is called, it could get worse now.

"I'm really okay, deck. This. brother just overheated. Later after bathing sister's face back to normal really." Azira dodged, making excuses of her own.

"Who wants to be checked?" Kenzie's voice from upstairs.

Azira's heart immediately beat fast. His face was warming up again and memories were just swirling around in his head. He wants to escape again.

Sasa did not know his sister-in-law's anxiety and innocently replied.

"Sir Azira, brother. Look at his face, it's red. I'm worried Azira's sister has a fever again so I suggest that Kenzie's sister check her body maybe something's wrong."

Kenzie pretended to put on a serious face.

"Well, Azira-" Before she finished her call, Azira immediately cut off her husband's words.

"I'm okay. Nothing to check. Okay, you two can chat here. I'll go to the kitchen to clean up." After saying that to the two of them, he picked up a tray on the table and rushed off to the kitchen.

Sasa was stunned at Azira's quick operation. And he realized that something was wrong with his sister-in-law. It was as if his brother-in-law was running away. Escape?

Sasa looked at his sister with narrowed eyes.

"Why is Azira like that?" Sasa asked suspicious of his own brother.

Don't blame him for being suspicious of Kenzie. Many proofs. Kenzie has always managed to scare people with his flat face.

Asked by his own sister, Kenzie did not take him too seriously.

"You're still a kid. I don't understand adult affairs. Get married, yeah, let's get it."

21-year-old Sasa,"....?" Is her brother still sane?

Could it be that her brother's head was left in the operating room last night?

"Now speaking sister is almost the same as Ayana, check... I suspect that you're the real siblings. Compared to me, sister looks more like Ayana. Huhhhhh... I suspect there's a conspiracy in our family." Thought Sasa had a toothache.

Kenzie smiled amusedly, "Just relax, I'll tell Ayana about what you said earlier. Let's hope your pocket money from him grows." Kenzie was clearly threatening him.

Sasa immediately felt coarse.

"Sir Kenzie, ah! It's so hard to be a person!" Dumel Sasa did not want to talk to Kenzie anymore.

She went after her sister-in-law in the kitchen and wanted to take her out hanging out. Just let Kenzie dizzy himself because his wife was taken away. Blame him for complaining. Though it is big too, but the behavior is still a child. Sasa has a grudge against his brother when it comes to money!

Ugh, for women money is a very sensitive thing!

Without money, women cannot take care of their skin or face and even buy clothes!

But her brother doesn't understand!

"Don't fuck around, dad." As if reading his sister's mind, Kenzie warns him not to play games.

Sasa pretended not to hear and walked straight towards the kitchen.

"So just look at making trouble." Mumbled Kenzie smiling knot.