Mahram To Azira
Chapters 1.3

“Zira, we are deeply saddened by the tragic and unexpected passing of your mother.” The woman with a glamorous appearance raised her hand to touch Azira's shoulder with grieving intent.

“Thank you for your concern, Madam, but I have absolutely no interest in joining you.”

With a faint smile that did not reach her eyes, Azira refused the arrival of this woman. Although this woman has contributed a lot to her life here with her mother, but women with glamorous appearance sometimes be tough on her mother while still working for her first. Not knowing sick, his mother continued to be forced to fulfill his guidance.

The woman called Madam did not give up so easily, instead she was more determined to conquer this beautiful girl who had been in her pursuit for a long time. If only this girl's mother hadn't blocked her way then now Azira might be the no.1 girl she was looking for in her place.

“Azira, I know you are still mourning your mother's passing but you also have to remember that if you continue like this you will not be able to last long. Join me like your mother once did, I'm sure you won't regret working with me.” The woman continued to persuade him with words and a sweet smile that was so nauseating for Azira.

Hah, this kind of temptation Azira knows very well what this habit is.

“I know Madam, but sorry I'm not interested at all.” This time Azira no longer held back her dislike towards the old lady who was still unconscious this age. It felt irritated to stay close like this to the woman.

This woman with thick makeup and glamorous clothes knew that Azira did not like her but she still put on a sweet smile as if she was not affected at all. “Azira this is a great opportunity so it's a pity if you miss it. Your mother used to be sickly so that she did not satisfy her customers especially when she was old and her less attractive appearance was very detrimental to us-“

“So what?” Azira cuts with hate.

“Although you said it a thousand times I would never be interested in joining you. So, talking like this about my mom would never affect anything, instead I'm getting sick of seeing you here for a long time.” The glamorous woman's smile instantly disappeared from her face which was full of thick makeup and looked strange, leaving an angry face full of ambition.

“You are really stubborn, if you keep like this you will not last long and die of hunger.” The woman's anger was exhausted as well as her patience faced how stubborn Azira was.

Smiling coldly, Azira seemed to look down on this extremely confident old lady. “Then let me starve to death like this instead of having to work for you then dying is the best option.”

Gnashing his teeth so angry, "Hah.you don't be so arrogant Azira, do you forget if you've been eating from where?”

“I did not forget.”

“Good if you don't forget therefore join me-“

“You're so disgusting, I've repeatedly said that I'm not interested but you still talk like this. I said no means no, isn't this obvious?” Azira raised her face higher, revealing her beautiful face which was pale and cold. Even her two beautiful and pretty eyes staring straight gave an unhappy gesture towards her stubborn interlocutor.

“Azira!”

“Why are you so stubborn at all unlike your submissive and obedient mother?”

“In addition if you are disgusted with me then you should be misaddressed because the one who deserves your treatment is your mother, the one who gave birth to you and supported you with that dirty work. You certainly don't know if your mother has been sleeping with a lot of different men every night. Uh, your mother mema-“

“I know and I hate it,” Smile slice.

“That's why I won't follow in his stupid footsteps so get out now from in front of me or I'll call the police instead because you've disrupted the comfort of others' lives.” Staring straight he did not blink at all his two reddened eyes holding back the anger and annoyance.

If he could he really want to slap and give a lesson to this old Bangka woman who has the heart to humble her mother.

Because his mother was dirty but he was never this low in attitude.

“You, one day will regret!” Enraged, the woman immediately left Azira who stared satisfiedly at the woman's defeat.

But the satisfaction that lay on her sweet lips could not last long because she knew very well what kind of person that stubborn woman was, she would never give up on him so easily. Even when his mother was still there he had heard the debate Mother and the woman. At that time her mother was so stubborn in defending Azira that she did not join the job and followed in her footsteps as a Mother who was far from the straight path.

“Mother, what should I do?” He asked in despair, realizing that without his mother he could do nothing.

His mother was harsh and rude to him but she knew that his mother was doing it all to protect him who still did not understand anything.

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Realizing, Azira immediately brought her steps closer to the front door. Thinking who this guest was Azira was a little uncertain because they had absolutely no close relatives to just talk to. As for his mother's palanggan they will not know this place of residence because he is sure his mother will not be crazy to say that to the striped male whom he often serves.

“Who?” Azira asked directly when she opened the door she found a middle-aged man who still looked fresh and fit. Beside the middle-aged man was a middle-aged woman who was still beautiful at her age who was no longer young. She was dressed modestly in a graceful covered dress, this middle-aged woman was very similar to the rude mistress who had tortured her mother.

Suddenly thinking of this Azira's face turned cold and indifferent.

"Is there anything important that makes the honorable Master and Madam come all the way to a place like this?" Azira asked sarcasm with her voice.

Smiling bitterly, the woman beside the middle-aged man raised her hand and intended to grab Azira's shoulder but was stopped with a sharp glare by Azira.

Put his hands back down, "Son, we are your parents now and our arrival here is none other than to take you home." The woman's speech looked a little unwell with Azira who was clearly able to understand their situation.

"You're my parents?"

Raising her eyebrows hatefully, Azira hates! Hate until it feels like he wants to scream in despair when faced with these two cruel humans.