Mahram To Azira
Chapters 23.7
Azira speechless instantaneously. May Kenzie will immediately bring up about Al directly or as unwillingly invite debate. But it turns out he was wrong because Kenzie used an adult way to talk about the matter. Azira was impressed, at the same time she felt ashamed. Big head himself thinks Kenzie's gonna be pissed off because of Al. Because of this conjecture he was prepared to retaliate with some supportive arguments, his intention was to make Kenzie jealous. But now she instantly undoes her intentions when she hears her husband's subtle question.
"Nothing impressive from my past, ma'am. From small to this big, my life is boring. I used to think about keeping my mom a secret from you, Mom. Even if I knew without me saying it myself, my father's family would spread this matter on their own. But when I realized that Kenzie had secretly become an important person in my life, I ventured to expose the disgrace of a part of my life to you." Azira spoke slowly.
There was nothing interesting about the life he lived, because everything was dominated by suffering. Impressed by monotony, not worth talking about. People must have been sick of hearing it for a long time.
"There certainly is. Everything was interesting for me that long you. I wish I heard it from you. When you were a kid, school or something, I expected to know these points. That's you, so I hope. But if it's anyone else, everything has a dull color to me." Kenzie spoke plainly in front of his wife.
He does not speak. What he said was true. Maybe in the past, when he first met Azira, he was a little interested but that does not mean he wants to know his deep life. Yes and it was then, now it's different. He hoped to know everything, if necessary he was present to see for himself how his wife lived life. It sounded cliche, but this was what his heart felt.
Again, Azira was taken aback by the words of her husband. She's shy. Her face was hot. Unbearable to see the sharp eyes of her husband who is now staring fixedly. But he was very reluctant to turn away because he liked how the eyes looked at him. It was as if he was just there.
"All right..." Because her husband asked, Azira would not hold back.
"I once told a story about childhood in the village to Kenzie mas, samar, because it's been a long time so I don't really remember. Moving to the city I entered a regular Junior High at my mother's place. 3 years later we moved to the slums, the place I stayed with Mom last time because the first area wasn't very friendly with Mom's work turned out." Azira reminisced about that difficult time with a faint smile on her face.
"Together with moving house, I also entered High School. Coincidentally my first and last residence is quite close together, maybe only a few alley so that the High School I entered brought me up with Junior High School friends." To be honest moving house is not very useful for Azira but very useful for Mom.
At least I don't need to listen to the gossip of the neighbors who feel holy, even though Azira still bullied in High School.
"In High School I was not good at making friends so the life I lived during High School was as monotonous as SMP-"
"Because of Mom's job, you must have gotten some harassment at school, right?" Cut Kenzie directly into Azira's weak spot.
Seriate..
Six days ahead up a lot, yuhuu