Mahram To Azira
Chapters 30.11

But Azira was also not to blame in this matter. As far as the distance between him and his father could never be removed from their blood relationship. Don't people say that blood is thicker than water?

Precisely because the blood is thicker than water at least Azira can be better treatment than his father. But it's disappointing. Whether it was then or now, it made no difference. In Dad's eyes he still doesn't mean anything. He's not as good as Humairah. Honestly it's okay, it feels a bit upset just meeting such a strange old man.

"What you feel is normal, that's how it should be. I don't know what to comment on father's attitude. In fact, I'm also very angry because Dad is too biased towards you. If you're nobody, then maybe I'll lose control and beat him up. Who asked him to be unfair to my dear wife? But it's okay my wife. Being angry is okay, it's normal that you feel uncomfortable. You picked me by your side. With me by your side there will be no one who will hurt you. If there is, then they will face me directly. Your husband is so great." Kenzie was proud of himself.

But what Kenzie said was not a lie. With him here no one would want to hurt Azira. Those who lost their heads would think twice about hurting Azira. Because what they face is not only Azira, but a big identity. For some people Kenzie is not a person who is easy to talk to let alone get tangent?

"My husband is great. Um." Azira smiled amusedly.

Her husband started to narcissize again. But even though her husband is narcissistic, Azira remains happy to hear it. Because Kenzie is actually that great. He's not exaggerating.

"Then what about Kenzie himself. What did Kenzie feel during the fight?" Azira turned around to ask.

Usually men have little emotion, meaning they do not easily release a lot of emotions because they are not as sensitive. Moreover, talking about her husband who was indeed minimal in expression and emotion, she did not expect too much in this matter. Just like to talk and purely curious.

"What did I feel during the fight?" Kenzie blinked lightly imagining the incident just a moment ago.

That feeling is still so real in the heart. And until now he still could not forget all those emotions.

"What I felt at that moment was fear. I'm afraid of a lot of things. Ever since these people came I've been feeling uncomfortable. Throughout talking to these people I tried not to let go of my focus on you. Until it actually happened. You almost..... You almost got fucked under my hands. I was so scared. My body immediately trembled. If I'm a little late to stop Humairah from doing anything to you, then I could lose you and our baby. Azira, I am a selfish man. I have no problem losing our baby as long as you don't leave me. You are more important than this baby. If I had to choose, I'd rather you stay with me than this baby stay. You are much more valuable than them. I don't want anything to happen to you. I'd go crazy if I really lost you. I can't stand Azira. I can't think of a life without you." He told me all the fear he felt during the fight.

What he said was completely unimaginable to Azira. He felt pain as well after hearing it. He didn't know Kenzie even thought that far. He was willing to let go of this child as long as Azira survived. He's willing this kid to leave as long as Azira stays alive. For this reason Azira felt two emotions in her heart. Between joy and sorrow, only God knows how complicated he feels now.

But more than that, all Azira felt very grateful to be reunited with a man who really appreciated and loved her. Men who always treat her very well to the envy of women out there. Azira does not deny that she is very happy to hear it, but on the other hand she also feels sad to hear Kenzie's rejection of their child. Ah, it shouldn't be rejection. But Azira was still sad to think about it.

"This is our baby, mas. He is our baby, in it there is your blood and mine, I am not willing to let him go. If I had to choose who would survive in this world, then I would choose our child. He has to live and live life well, he has to see how beautiful the world is. Don't be like me who went through a miserable life from childhood."

Kenzie immediately tightened his embrace to Azira.

"I'll never let that happen. If you think so, then I do not give love to our child. Azira, please don't be so selfish. Just think about me. If you leave then everything will return to the point where I don't know you yet, and maybe I'll degenerate even more." He really did not like to hear Azira say that.

Azira immediately laughed a little. It's just a veranda, it's not really happening. But her husband reacted too harshly which showed that he was really scared and thought about what he said seriously. Azira did not know whether to laugh or cry seeing him like this. The man who usually looks tough and authoritative in front of many people, in fact has a grumpy and spoiled attitude in front of him.

Hush, this is a little secret between her and her husband. People can't know. The fact that without Azira saying it, the bigger the family, the more Kenzie knows how good he is.

"Alright..alright, I'm just kidding, mas." Even though the fact is true.

"You should joke about this. Don't let you have thoughts like this in your head!" Kenzie's assertion to Azira.

"And if someday you really choose to stay in this world while you choose to leave me, then rest assured the life of this child here will not be happy. I will torture him, beat him, and not give him love until he goes through all the suffering!" Threaten Kenzie with a serious tone. What he said was not a mere threat but an oath that he would make if that day really happened.

Brutal, right?

For the sake of his happiness he would be cruel even to his own son. Didn't he say he was a selfish man?

"Oh my God, my mother!"

"Therefore you must endure if you do not want the child for nothing. Be a strong mother, so I won't do anything to our child." Best of all, Azira and her son survive.

He was indeed willing to let go of this child for Azira to survive. But more than all that he still hopes if his wife and children survive so they become a complete small family.

"Without Kenzie asking I'd stay. I also want to see our son born and grow up to be a good son." Azira said stubbornly.

Exasperated by Kenzie's previous threats.

"It's good if you understand." Kenzie said indifferently in a good mood.

Azira rolled her eyes lazily. Then he remembered his mother's family who had just come from the village. She did not have time to talk to them and was immediately taken away here by her husband.

"Mas, I haven't talked to my mom's family." Azira just remembered and she felt anxious.

He was afraid that uncle and the others would return to the village.

Kenzie hugged Azira's waist so as not to fidget.

"They're still in this house. Abah and Umi had prepared a guest room for them. As Abah and Umi said, you are not allowed to go out let alone talk to them before you rest." Firmly Kenzie immediately brushed aside Azira's thoughts far away.

Azira pouting.

"By the way, where do they know about our home address?" Even being able to enter here, Azra was sure they were holding an invitation card so as to enter. If they didn't hold it, the servants couldn't possibly allow them inside.

"I told them." Admit Kenzie to his wife.

Azira guessed it. It was just that she was confused where her husband got his family address in the village. Because he alone was born and had grown there already no longer remember the road to get there.

"Try telling me what happened. There must be a story in it." Azira wants to listen.

Kenzie smiled amusedly. His big hands began massaging Azira's often achy waist, giving a sense of comfort to his wife who had been working hard today.

"Did you remember we were at the boutique together with you Mona and Sasa a few months ago, when there was a shopkeeper who was always watching you?"

Azira still remembers it. And it just so happened that he also had a chance to see this shopkeeper here - ah, it was fitting that he felt familiar when he saw that woman earlier. It turned out that he was a shopkeeper at that time. But if you look around the woman came with her mother's family. Could it?

As if he could see the contents of Azira's mind, he nodded slowly.

"True, I managed to find my mother's family through her. To be honest I wonder why that woman keeps looking at you. Because I don't think he has any bad feelings for you. Quite curious, I idly asked my sectarian to investigate and as a result, I actually found them. And I know the reason why that woman keeps seeing you. It turns out that when she saw you, she felt you were very similar to her long-lost aunt."