Mahram To Azira
Chapters 2.8

The typical gentle smile of a Mother, Mama's hand gently stroked the top of her only daughter's head that would belong to someone else.

"He knows you won't agree so call Dad. Yes, you changed clothes first because today there is a measurement of clothes from mbak Yana."

He knew that Humairah would not agree to be granted leave like this, so Kenzie chose to directly contact his future father-in-law rather than deal with the carelessness of Humairah.

"By Kenzie, I'll teach you a lesson later if you meet. Oh yeah, Mama said that she shaved my shirt later mbak Yana yah, Ma?"

Mama nodded.

"Mbak Yana who yesterday took care of Annisa's wedding? Yes Allah Mama knows that Humairah likes very much the same wedding dress made by Mbak Yana for Annisa. Very nice Ma, Mama saw yesterday, right?" His hysterics while prancing happily.

How is he not happy if the person who will make his dress is the one who also makes the wedding dress that he likes.

Seeing how beautiful the wedding dress that Anissa used on her wedding day, Humairah could not turn her eyes away from the figure of Annisa so beautiful in the wedding dress.

"Dear, yesterday Mama saw so Mama called her for your wedding dress later." Mama knew very well if Humairah fell in love with Yana's work so she contacted him yesterday.

He wants everything related to the marriage of Humairah later is all that his son likes.

"Yes Allah..Mama, Humairah, it's so good to know!"

"Yes, go in first yuk. change your clothes first."

"Oh, Come on Ma." Humairah with high spirit entered the house with his mother.

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And here Azira, sitting relaxed in a minimalist workspace. All the items here are so neatly arranged with a unique layout.

Honestly, it's so pleasing to the eye.

"It turns out you were still in touch with the guys from the club that night, why? Do you intend to sell your body like that woman?" His father's heavy voice interrupted Azira's relaxed atmosphere.

Instantly Azira's relaxed face turned into a flat expression, there was no emotion in her eyes except just the hatred that continued to churn.

"So it's the same, no one can be trusted." Azira's voice was cold, glancing at the Father who was also looking at her expressionlessly.

It was not expected that Mbok Yem was not much different from them, even when he blatantly asked him to shut up, he casually told this to this trash man who was in front of him.

"Don't I tell you that staying here means cutting off your relationship with the dirty world, but why are you still acting up?"

Hearing that there was a sense of cruelty in her tone, Azira could not help but laugh at her ridicule. Worth it, his mother deserved to suffer because the man he loved sincerely was a cunning rotten scum, Azira hated knowing that he himself was the seed of this man.

"Look, I want to stay here doesn't mean you can manage me as you please. I'm not the Mother who obeys your trash rules, but I'm Azira, the first daughter you don't want to be in this world. I can do whatever I want if I want and I can't do what you want, I'm nobody here." Sarkas.

Dad was very surprised by the words of the circus Azira. He never expected that Azira would not be afraid to talk to him and even dare to fight him.

Waking up from his seat and ignoring his father's startled expression, "After all you don't have to bother looking at me like your own son because I don't want to be stared at like that by you. I think you know? It feels so disgusting when it comes to being this close to you, I hate you!" Reveal sickened.

He then walked out of the room, slamming the door in anger. Then his emotions got worse when he saw Yem who was busy changing flowers in a vase.

"Non"

Azira's mind was so muddled that she decided to calm herself down outside the house. Walking as he pleased did not feel the warm liquid had filled his sad peach eyes..

"I hate him!" Hate muttering.

"I hate that shameless old man!" He sobs tired.

So tired it feels to have to pretend not to care for the man who has destroyed Azira and her mother. He was desperate for all this, he just wanted to die.

"Azira!" Looking up in shock, from afar he could see Madam Bara approaching him.

"Dam." Dropped him while wiping away the tears on his face.

"Azira, I finally found you too."

"What's the matter madam, isn't it obvious I don't want to join you?"

Azira was still inexhaustible as to why this fellow was so stubborn. Though this was the umpteenth time he refused this woman's invitation but still he continued to look for her.

"Well, maybe yesterday you could have rejected me but not today." Madam Bara smiled sinisterly, displaying her disgusting conceited face.

"You mean.."

Instantly Azira became misgivings staring at the surroundings. He immediately realized that there were several eyes watching him.

"Catch, him!" Madame Bara's orders directly.

Suddenly from the alley beside Azira, two burly men walked briskly and ferociously towards Azira.

Feeling threatened, Azira knows that she has no other way but to run as far away as she can. He continued to run around the strange streets suddenly becoming deserted.

"Where's the tea go neng geulis?" One of the thugs pulls the rough skinny arm of Azira, making her almost fall upside down.

"Deliver!" Shouted Azira roaring.

"Take me off, damn it!" He cried out in despair, it felt like he wanted to cry out loud here.

Azira with all her might flailed the thug's burly arm, hoping that his punch could make this thug in pain. But hope is just hope because suddenly one thug also draws the hand he uses to hit.

"Neng geulis tea do not be fierce at all, later the beautiful face is gone you know." His smile teased which made Azira feel fed up.

"I said let go! Unhand me!" Shouted Azira could not stand it.

How cunning the old lady was, he even used this dirty way just to bring her into his business. Though there are still many women out there who are more beautiful than Azira, but why does this woman keep on looking for her!

"She..check.don't cry or neng-neng"

Dritts

"Aww!" Suddenly a car came grazing gondrong thugs looking rogue beside him. Making him fall in pain so that his grip on Azira's hand was released.

"Fucking pain!" His screams are in pain.