
"I'm sorry, ma'am." Bisik Azira felt regret.
Her husband may look perfect on the outside, but deep inside Azira knows that her husband is not that perfect. He has an obsession and a strong sense of belonging to the things he has. Such as Azira.
For Kenzie, Azira is half his life. If Azira leaves then her life will not be complete maybe even chaotic.
"No, there's nothing to forgive. The events of that day taught me not to give you a chance or opportunity to act jealous. Because I'm afraid you're giving up." Kenzie whispers sad.
His heart was grim thinking about it. Because of this he had a very bad opinion towards people who had the intention to approach him. Because for him those people are time bombs that can explode at any time and make Azira make impulsive decisions.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not a patient woman. Mom's complicated life has budgeted me not to repeat the mistakes you've made because I don't want to end up like Mom." He said he was sorry.
Kenzie understands the trauma his wife has experienced.
"I know, but I beg of you to talk about what's bothering you and what's making you uncomfortable so we don't misunderstand again like the other day." Kenzie spoke in such a soft voice.
Azira was embarrassed.
"I asked Kenzie, who is that woman?" Azira glanced back.
The woman was still standing there with a hostile expression. Check, the more the woman acts, the more Azira becomes.
Azira hugged her husband's back tightly to gain warmth while provoking the woman.
Actually, what Kenzie does not really know is the women here because Kenzie used to have quite a 'rejecting' attitude towards women.
Azira is getting happy.
"Oh, Kenzie doesn't know, anyway. But how did I see that he said something to Kenzie?" She's curious.
Kenzie snorted, "She wanted to ask me for help with her college assignment. It just so happened that he went to medical school where I went to college." His tone was not satisfied.
Azira smiled faintly, "Ah.so you guys are one school. Why don't you help me, Mom?"
Kenzie itches wanting to bite his wife's cheek but can't do it. As a result he vented it with ************* meaty waist Azira.
"I don't want to. Better to avoid slander. Besides, the school there wasn't just me, so he better get help from someone else. But besides, the most important thing is that I don't want to see you hurt and even have prejudice against me. It is true that you like to see you jealous but also afraid because you can make impulsive decisions. I don't want to." Trying to keep his wife's heart and mind for her, Kenzie tries to glorify her whole heart.
Giving his best to his wife. Kenzie believed that God would repay him by keeping the integrity of his household with Azira to Jannah.
"Mas Kenzie..." Azira.
"Why-"