Mahram To Azira
Chapters 22.8
The al?
Chairman of OSIS at High School?
Azira frowned thinking. Until finally he remembered the figure of a tall man with glasses who always came to look for him while in school first. At that time he was still in 10th grade while Al twelfth grade, served as chairman of OSIS. Maybe he was one of the people who had an impression in him. Due to her background from the slums and her mother's unusual job, Azira finds it difficult to get along at school. Fortunately Al did not look one eye at himself and still hung out with him.
"Allahuakbar, Brother Al!" Azira stood up in shock.
He stared at the handsome face of Al who was much more mature than a few years ago who was still childish. His height increased and his skin was not as white as before. Despite all that, the most prominent point for Azira now was that Al still knew her after so many years of not meeting. Though his friends during high school was quite difficult to recognize him when he accidentally met them on several occasions.
"Ka..kalian..." Sasa saw the two of them not believing.
The famous killer lecturer at his college turned out to be able to smile. He was both shocked and envious of his brother-in-law's luck so that he could meet and get to know his killer lecturer. By the way Al is a famous killer, but actually he's one of the campus idols. The reason is that he is still young and most importantly now he is a widower. Just contact a lot of students who pursue Al after his dual status spread.
"You finally remember me. I didn't think I could meet you. How are you doing now? You're here.." Al stared at the mansion in front of him with a face of anticipation.
His memory has not diminished over the years. He remembers that Azira came from a poor family and lived in a slum. Looking at the mansion in front of him now Al was sure that this was not Azira's home, but why did she stay here?
Azira followed Al's eyes and immediately smiled shyly.
"Oh, this is my husband's family home, brother. Now I live here with my husband." Azira said shyly.
"So you're married now.." Said slowly.
While it was not far from them, Kenzie had yet to realize that the person he 'anticipated' today had already appeared and even chatted with Azira. Not harm. Abah kicked him into the pit to dig the ground with the other workers.
"Kenzie." Umi approached her son and sat crouching by the pool while eating the kuaci.
"Why, Umi?" Kenzie didn't raise his head.
Umi smiled knot. Abah glanced at his wife with a meaningful look, then glanced at the gate. Nodding, he dragged his chair beside Umi and took a handful of the quaci from Umi. It seemed that he was quite enjoying today as it was not too hot nor was it raining.
"You still remember the same widower lecturer that your aunt told you about yesterday?" Ask Umi to relax.
Hearing the title of the widower lecturer, Kenzie raised his head to look at Umi suspiciously. His hand that had been busy picking up the ground slowed down and slowly stopped moving.
"Umi why call people less of this work?" He suspects.
Don't tell me Uminya started to stray like the in-laws in the novels. That is, they prefer to see a daughter-in-law in a match with another man rather than surviving with her son in marriage.
Umi giggles, "No, Umi just wants to tell you that your wife is now talking the same in front."