Mahram To Azira
Chapters 3.1

"Miss, they're gone." The young man's words reminded Azira who was still motionless in his arms.

This young man knew that this girl did not faint, therefore he consciously removed his hand from Azira so that he would more easily get out of his arms.

Azira slowly opened her eyes, breathing the calm fragrance of this young man as sweet memories. Azira may never meet this figure again in the future, or if he and this young man no longer know each other later. Didn't they know each other from the beginning?

After being satisfied to inhale it, he then calmly retreated from the young man. Keep a distance of several meters away from the young man. But his seventh step suddenly came to a halt when he saw what this figure's face looked like, this young man was too handsome Azira thought fascinated.

"Miss, I suggest after going home later you should compress your right cheek." The young man's suggestion was well-intentioned looking at Azira's right cheek which was flushed red with bruises, it seemed like the thug's slap was hard enough for this girl.

Azira spontaneously raised her hand to touch her right cheek which immediately felt a little pain after being reminded, she also only realized that her right cheek was hot.

"Yes, I'll compress it soon and thanks for your help, I'm so grateful for that." Azira said awkwardly.

He lowered his head in embarrassment because he somehow could not hold his eyes together to continue staring at this young man. The eyes of this young man were too sharp and somehow Azira felt it was a little dangerous.

"I have to go, see you, sir." Not wanting to wait for the young man's response, Azira had already twisted her body and walked away from the handsome young man.

"Miss, what if I just deliver it? I'm afraid they'll come to you again." Shouted the young man misgivingly and offered help.

However, Azira said nothing and continued walking away. One of his hands nervously touched his chest which was now pounding. It was so loud that he was afraid that someone would hear it. But Azira did not feel pain at the speed of his heart beating, he instead felt a feeling so warm and pleasant.

"So sweet.." Remembered.

Especially when he was in the young man's arms, Azira admitted that she did not want to stay away from him. The place was too soothing and peaceful, there Azira somehow became comfortable and she was not afraid of the mistress Bara.

Ah, speaking of Madame Bara, Azira was sure she would not come bothering him anymore. Even if he did come, Azira would never be fooled again.

He will not be foolish to go out of the house carelessly and for these times Azira will be silent in the house. See and oversee the peaceful life of the happy family.

He also wanted to see what Azira would do at his brother's wedding. Did he poison the food served in the marriage?

Did he have to put a suicide bomb in there?

It's okay if Azira dies because everyone will also go with her to the afterlife.

Ah, thinking about it always made Azira smile happily. I can't wait to see their happy lives ruined.

Well, who told them to bring her into this house. Have they never learned from the world that no heart is truly innocent and pain must be avenged pain anyway.

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Three days before the wedding Humairah all preparations are being intensively carried out. Even this house from a few days ago is always crowded and busy, being the center of attention from various groups.

Whether it is busy about wedding decorations, wedding clothes, catering affairs and so on. They are so enthusiastic that there are often differences of opinion that invite fierce debate. They all have amazing ideas.

"Azira, look at me!" Call Humairah spirit.

Stunned, Azira spontaneously raised her gaze to look at Humairah who now looks so beautiful in her wedding dress.

"Hows it? It's good, isn't it?" Ask for compliments.

Azira looked at the envy of Humairah's very beautiful wedding dress, let alone the appearance of this sister who was already beautiful was more charming after using this wedding dress. Making Azira wonder, without any makeup or decoration, his sister is already very charming, so how will Humairah be made up and use the bridal decoration? how unimaginably beautiful Humairah that day.

"Yes, you look amazing in these clothes." Sincerely speaking.

"Masha Allah, aunt's niece is very beautiful.ih, so be sure." Bibi Safa also let out her voice that had been amazed by Humairah, she could not hide her surprise seeing her beloved niece was very enchanting.

Bibi Safa enthusiastically walked up to Humairah, pinched her dear nose she then familiarly stroked the soft top of Humairah's head.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect that the girl who just learned to walk yesterday was the girl who was now standing in front of me. Aunt.hah.without you this house would not be as lively as usual. Humairah, don't forget us after we get married." Without Humairah there may be nothing else that makes it crowded.

No more spoiled girls who always make a fuss for everyone, Aunty Safa felt a little unwilling to let Humairah get married this fast.

"Don't grieve auntie because after I get married tomorrow the person who will replace me is Azira. This house will not be deserted as long as Azira is here."

This brother will take his place here, reviving the atmosphere of the house as before.

"Don't joke, Auntie would never be willing to let her be in your position. After all, he is here only as a burden and guests are not invited, later after he gets a man who is equal to him then he will automatically get out of this house. He doesn't deserve to stand between us." Reply aunt Safa cynically.

He was really not willing to see Azira mixed with them because once again Azira was just trash here, he was the disgrace of everyone.

Trying not to be affected, Azira just stared innocently at Safa's aunt who was cool in dropping her dignity, as if the person Safa's aunt talked about was not herself but an unknown stranger.

"Auntie, don't start again." Pinta Humairah felt bad for Azira.

Twisting his eyeballs lazily, "Don't be too kind. This female fox once you give her a heart and one day she will ask for your heart. Look at your mama, she's just like you used to be and almost made their marriage ruined just because of this female fox mother."

His grudge towards Azira's mother was already ingrained. So thick and thick that it was difficult for him to feel calm when he saw Azira.

It was true that Azira was the flesh and blood of her brother but that was all still uncertain. It was still uncertain and it could be that it was just the dirty woman's trap. Azira.

"I know and I understand."  Humairah's voice understood his aunt's worries.

Lifting her eyelashes, Azira silently silently watched the conversation of the two of them. The actual conversation was very boring because the content was only about her who was despicable.

Azira is bored and fed up of lingering here. He wanted to leave but his pride prevented him from acting impulsively. He also wondered why he was so docile before all of them?

What exactly was Azira waiting for from sitting quietly and listening to their conversation?