Mahram To Azira

Mahram To Azira
Chapters 5.7


After Abab left the two of them in the backyard, Kenzie no longer had a smile on his face. He went back to his suit last time. Emotionless.


This time Azira immediately shifted her seat away from Kenzie. His heart was still pounding, making him unsettled and agitated. There was a voice in his heart that asked to escape immediately but there was also a voice that called out to stay with Kenzie. Azira was dizzy, because only the two of them were here she was no longer interested in staring at the seductive fruit.


Silent down. He felt the chair tremble accompanied by a rustling sound coming from beside him. Kenzie fixed his seat sideways with his hands leaning over the back of the chair. His eyes narrowed at Azira.


"Whatever God says to you, you must hear it. Because after entering this house Abah will replace your parents. As a child you have to obey and listen to everything he says." Kenzie spoke in a dull tone of voice.


Sounds lazy and indifferent at the same time.


"I knew. You don't have to tell me. But anyway... When do I buy clothes?" Azira wisely shifted the topic of conversation.


Want to talk about the Abah problem is the same as bringing up what Abah said to him some time that always. Azira did not dislike hearing it because she also could not complain just that she felt uncomfortable continuing to think about it.


According to what Abah said earlier, the decision was entirely in Kenzie's hands. If Kenzie wants to throw it away, then just throw it away. If not, then just use it. That easy.


"Are you feeling better?"


Azira is much better than yesterday.


"Yes I feel better."


Kenzie didn't show any reaction, "Then tomorrow we can go. It just so happens that tomorrow is the last day I take my leave. So I can accompany you away."


After he said that, he then stood up and walked towards the shrill tree. Utilizing his height, he grabbed the stalk of the longan easily.


"Please get me a container in the kitchen." Kenzie's orders to him.


"Wait a minute." Azira immediately ran into the house and picked up the container randomly in the kitchen.


After taking the container he returned again to the backyard and saw many stalks of the fruit of the longan placed above the ground by Kenzie. Hesitating, Azira lowered her head took the stalk of the longan and put it in the container. In order for the fruit to fit in the container, he tried to arrange every possible stalk of lemongrass in the container.


Either the container is small or the fruit is too much, because the container is immediately full without leaving a place for the next fruit.


Azira looked up. Kenzie is still picking the fruit. The two long hands moved quickly breaking each stalk and putting it on the ground. Seeing Kenzie constantly picking fruit, Azira hurriedly returned to the kitchen to pick up two more containers that were much larger in size than the first one.


He continued to fill the fruit into the container until Kenzie finally stopped picking after filling the seventh container. Azira held her breath looking at the pile of fruit curls before her. In the past he had only seen this many piles when passing through a fruit merchant by the side of the road. But now the fruit was now in front of him and he could take even more if he wanted to.


This was a pleasure he had never imagined in a lifetime. Understandably, he came from a poor and abandoned village in a big city. God knows how much he suffered.


"Help me bring her inside."


Kenzie took out three containers at once while Azira forced herself to lift two containers at once.7 baskets were hauled in two waves. Overall Azira carried two containers while Kenzie carried 5 containers. They put the whole fruit on the table.


Kenzie pointed to the largest container and had the most fruit to Azira. He deliberately chose the most fruit to satisfy his wife's appetite. Because he often noticed Azira looking at the fruit in the container as if he wanted to swallow it with the fruit seeds in it.


"Very much?" Azira stared at the largest container with an expression of disbelief.


"Wouldn't you?" Kenzie raised one of his eyebrows inquiring.


Azira spontaneously hugged the largest container.


"I want! I'll send it now!"


Without waiting any longer, Azira immediately fled with the container of longan in her arms. She ran up the stairs to the 2nd floor in a very short time and disappeared from Kenzie's sight.


"Heart.heart..." Remember Kenzie whose voice was restrained and not up.


Kenzie gawked in shock at his disappearance. At first he only wanted to tease Azira, but when he saw the reaction of his wife was so big, somehow it became painful to see. He was afraid that if his wife missteps will experience things that are not desirable.


...*****...


"Where are we going, mom?" The remaining fruit on the table will be given to the Kenzie family who live in the same complex as them.


Kenzie asked him to come along while staying in touch and introduce his family who live in this complex. But Azira feels hesitant for fear that the Kenzie family will react badly when they see her later.


"To my aunt's house first. Her name is Aunt Dian. He is Abah's younger brother who is married to Uncle Amat and has three sons. All three of my cousins don't live in this town but rather school in a boarding school so I can't introduce you to them." While packing the items on Kenzie's desk introduced some of his family to Azira.


Azira inevitably looked at her husband with a different view. Although she likes to wear a flat face, her husband is a caring person.


"You're so good." Azira keceplosan.


Kenzie stopped the activity and switched to staring at Azira's embarrassed face at the side. Tilting her head, she even smiled looking at Azira, but that smile never reached within Azira's eyes.


Very far.


"This is a good assessment. Relax, there's another surprise." He said he gave Azira a goosebump.


Isn't this a threat?


"I'm..."


"Go."


Kenzie brought one pack and pulled Azira's shirt to follow in his footsteps. Because they are neighbors, they do not need to use a car or other vehicle because walking is enough. 5 or 7 minutes walk, walk, they finally arrived in front of the whitewashed gate of a large housing that was very striking from the outside. Azira stretched her neck staring at the mansion with admiration within her eyes.