Mahram To Azira
Chapters 3.2

After all, it was just pain that he got.

Whahuh?

"Azira?" Call aunt Sifa who is now in front of her.

Surprised, "Yes, aunt Sifa?"

Aunt Sifa smiled gently, "Have you had lunch?" Ask.

Smiling faintly, Azira honestly shook her head. "I haven't had time to eat yet." Because from earlier he was in this room helping Humairah prepare for her wedding.

"Yes, you ate first.it's almost 3 o'clock and it's not good to postpone your meal." Aunt Sifa said as she pulled her to her feet.

"She's used to not eating once or twice on the streets so you don't have to worry about her health being disturbed just because you didn't eat once." Safa's aunt said cynically, saying something that is no longer a secret is actually for Azira.

He rarely eats with normal health rules because money used to be difficult and Mother often taught him to save money.

In a day he could eat once or twice with side dishes and rice sober. Can't compare to the sumptuous and delicious food in this place, then why?

Although he rarely ate and only ate modestly in his dilapidated house, he never begged. Moreover, until begging to them, Azira and her mother never at all.

"That's right Auntie, not eating once or twice isn't a problem for Azira."

Aunt Sifa's expression immediately softened, "Don't listen too much, you should be more attentive with your health condition from now on. Go to lunch first just come back here, after all there's something that auntie's gonna talk to them about so you don't have to worry." Persuade aunt Sifa as gently as possible to Azira.

Understanding the situation, Azira reluctantly left them, this was just a charade because she actually wanted to run away from it.

Inside was really boring and Azira was fed up of seeing how harmonious their warm interactions were.

He hates.

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Silent.

It was early in the morning but the girl's eyes were completely reluctant to be closed. He sat silently silently watching the sky which displayed the luster of the stars which could not help but make the one who was looking amazed.

His peach eyes that stared solemnly at the expanse of the sky were not in line with the path of the mind that was circling in one place.

"Maybe I should do that?" His voice asked unsure. If he did that then the person who would be hurt was not only this family but the family of that man as well.

"But the happiness of Humor is the happiness of all who are here." His whisper again weighed.

If he does that then the life of Humairah will be destroyed and if the life of Humairah is destroyed then everyone in this house is also destroyed.

"Hem, Humairah is gold here so if I carry out that plan then everyone will feel pain." His murmurs began to strengthen his resolve.

If it destroys their happiness then this may be worth it. Humairah will be confined in the stinging pain exactly as her mother felt.

"Well, what happened to my mother, I'll turn it back to them. That pain I hope you can enjoy it comfortably." His murmur was grim, so thick of grudges that were ingrained.

Azira is an innocent girl but she is not stupid. During her tormenting years, Azira has learned that not everyone is honest, not everyone is good, and not all displays of kindness that people display are what are in the true heart.

"Because I am the trash in your eyes, then I will no doubt spill the trash into all of you're lives, so that you know what it's like to eat garbage!"

...🍃🍃🍃...

The wedding day has finally come. At 5 p.m., the house is already busy because the event will start at 9 pm at the earliest. Therefore the people who were at home became hurried and panicked simultaneously.

But this was not the case for this girl, she from 3 hours ago just kept silent looking at the sky that was slowly diminishing in darkness. Even his eyelids still look fresh and fit despite staying up late from a few hours ago.

He was still not moving even though the chicken had crowed the spirit indicating a big day will occur in this house. Silently staring, his eyes were no longer empty and in a confused state. There is a strange throat is also actually strong, he is ready to pass this historic day.

Smiling faintly, this girl then woke up from her numb sitting position. Stepping uninterrupted he came out of a new room a few days ago he occupied. Too bad, after today maybe he will never occupy this room again.

He naturally took his steps to climb the small stairs that have been beautifully decorated in accordance with the festive atmosphere of this big day. It was as if he was preparing to receive the arrival of the great guest he had been waiting for from a few years ago.

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Opening the door of the room that has been decorated with roses typical of bridal flowers that are common in the bridal room in general, for a moment both eyes wide open staring in amazement at the scenery in front of him.

Ah, how beautiful!

"Azira, let's go with me here." Call Humairah with a radiant face. She is currently in makeup and almost done. The dress is also set according to the design and looks so beautiful and beautiful when it comes to Humairah.

"Humirah, you look so pretty." Azira carefully closed the door of Humairah's room, approaching the bride who looked unusually radiant in front of her.

Such praised humor is of course embarrassed, he does like to be praised but somehow today he could not bear to get praise from those closest to him.

For example, like his two aunts who continued to babble about how beautiful he was today, of course Humairah became embarrassed. It was a wedding day and giving it compliments like this instead of making Humairah confident but even more nervous.

Nervous until both of his hands had been sweating hard from now on.

"Don't say that again, I'm less confident hearing that." Humairah was embarrassed while shifting her sitting position tilted, embarrassed to look directly into Azira's eyes.

Shifting the makeup chair of Humairah, Azira was more comfortable sitting far away like this than sitting close to Humairah. This is an important day so it is better for Azira to only pay attention to Humairah only.

"Is this..?" Confused Azira saw a white cloth draped gracefully over Humairah's head.

Following Azira's direction, Humairah raised her hand to touch her headscarf.

"This is my headgear, our family has a habit that when this headscarf falls over my face then no one can open it except my husband. Later when you get married will also follow this habit." Right, he forgot to tell Azira the habits of their family.

In their family when the princess was about to marry they would give her a white headscarf. The white hood, when attached, will cover the bride's face and the only person who can open it is the groom. That is why the headscarf is sacred to this family because it already exists and was handed down by the elders from ancient times.

This cannot be eliminated because it has been deeply rooted long ago.