Mahram To Azira
Chapters 2.6

"You may be able to trample me now, but one day I will avenge what you have done to me. And I also don't forget the person who viciously hurt my mother all this time is you, my dear Safa aunt." His muttering hatefully mixed with disgust.

Then he coldly took his steps away from where he was standing. Not directly into the room, he first took the time to take a plate of warm rice and side dishes that upload tastes. He could not eat one table with them because Azira knew, Safa's aunt would definitely humiliate him in front of everyone again.

Then the best thing he could do was save himself while thinking which chance he would do to destroy them. He could not stand living here and wanted to go out of town immediately to start a new life and forget all this.

He was impatient.

"Non Azira why have you eaten, do not want to join the others later?" Suddenly a plainly dressed adult woman approached him. The woman was not alone because there was a woman who looked the same as well beside her.

Shake slowly, "Tomorrow dinner with her." Azira answered briefly while bringing her food plate back to the room.

"He's a village person so can't see good food in the past, after all he's not our official employer either. Just-just"

"Khus! Tea can't say that. Later if he heard the same he kept you reported to the big master, how? Want you to get kicked out of being gelandan-"

And so, Azira no longer wanted to hear it.

Stupid indeed, they are so stupid. How can he not hear their conversation if his voice is no longer called whispers. Moreover, his room and the kitchen were so close, even Azira had still not had time to enter his room, he could listen to their conversation.

But Azira did not want to bother with the two of them who are nobody here. He did not want to make trouble and ended up deciding their livelihood.

He knows how painful it is to find food so just let it go, Azira also will not care.

After locking the door of her room, Azira did not have to wait long to devour her food. And true as they say this food is so delicious and appetizing, Azira likes it.

After finishing his meal, Azira did not immediately deliver the used dishes to the kitchen. He sat briefly pensively staring at a window featuring a not so dark backyard.

Occasionally the light roaring wind hit the trees that stood firm. Blowing the trees with a light caress so that the trees could swing without being disturbed.

So accustomed.

"I'm sleepy.." He was tired, indicating that he was getting sleepy.

Dropping himself on the bed, slowly the dark shining peach eyes closed his tired eyes.

Dispose of any light that enters the eye and replaces it with endless darkness.

...🍒🍒🍒...

"He ate first?"  Bibi Safa looked so infuriated by the illegitimate child's behavior, so disrespectful and shameless.

"True madam, non Azira had dinner first magrib last night." Report one of the servants who had reprimanded Azira some time ago in the kitchen.

Grumpily, "Based on garbage, how disrespectful he precedes us as homeowners. Actually what moral education did his mother ever teach him so that he could act like this?" Annoyed aunt Safa did not tire - her bosses cursed Azira.

He disliked the bastard very much and was more disturbed every time he remembered that the bastard was now living in this house.

"Right madam, even though we had previously reminded non Azira to wait for another but she said she did not want to and immediately took the food on the table at will." Report the other maid is lying. She obviously dislikes Azira for being born from the womb of a bad woman.

Even though he was the flesh blood of a great master, he still thought that Azira did not deserve to enter and join this family, the reason was because he was dirty and smelled na'jis.

"Stop Safa, she's our family now." Suddenly Sifa's aunt appeared from behind, holding onto her brother's shoulder which was so grumpy.

"And you two," Aunt Sifa looked at the two of them, "In the future there will be no need to reprimand or forbid Azira from taking anything in the kitchen. Azira is your master now and you should treat her as you would treat Humairah, understand?" The sharp highlight was as if to say that Azira and the two of them were two different existences.

Azira is the master and they are the servants, hence they should act according to their current position.

Down scared, "Understand me, ma'am." Obediently they did not want to make Aunt Sifa angry.

Aunt Sifa was a gentle-hearted and hard-tempered person. However, once angry Aunt Sifa would be very difficult to handle. And seeing her this angry, the two maids were clearly frightened. They immediately lowered their heads not daring to provoke Aunt Sifa again.

"Yes, come back to your work." Aunt Sifa's orders were immediately nodded quickly by the two of them.

"Sifa, watch your attitude!" Angered aunt Safa did not accept if two of her speakers were treated like that by Sifa's aunt.

"I did it so they wouldn't underestimate our family members"

"Azira is not"

"I see, it's hard for my brother to accept it. But think carefully that Azira knows nothing of the past, she is innocent."

Aunt Sifa thought Azira was just a child who knew nothing about the past and it was inappropriate for them to treat her with one eye because after all she was the biological child of her brother.

Even though he knew, far from his heart, his family was the guilty one here.

"Whatever you say, trash is garbage so it can't change anything."

"Although the blood flowing in his body is the blood of Rama?" Ask aunt Sifa quickly.

Staring intently at Aunt Sifa's sincere eyes, "I don't admit it." Then he left aunt Sifa.

Sighing, Aunt Sifa's sad gaze fell on the tightly shut door of the room near the kitchen. The door was so quiet and quiet, not even a ray peeked out from inside the room.

Darkened.

"When time repeats itself, maybe things won't get this complicated." Mumbled hopes.

Smiling faintly he then took his steps following Safa's aunt who was already sitting sweetly at the dining table. Act as if nothing ever happened between them.

...🍃🍃🍃...

"Azira come on, son, get up..." The voice of someone whispering softly tried to disturb Azira's deep sleep smoothly.

"Mother?" Call him full of longing.

"Come, kid, wake up... God is calling you.." His whisper again seduced, pulling Azira to wake up from her sleep.

"Mothers..Mother where?" Running here and there, only endless darkness greeted him.