Mahram To Azira
Chapters 1.5

Destroying and giving the same pain, Azira wanted to see their faces screaming in despair just as her mother had experienced.

"I'm done." Azira's words appeared in front of the couple with a bag sling market that is so striking.

"Ah..what's in this bag?" Asked the woman who looked uncomfortable with this sight.

Granted, "You don't have to worry because after I get to your house I'll just throw it away without you asking."

"Ah.yep." The woman did not know what to respond to and I agreed with Azira's sharp words to her.

"Don't think too much and we should just go home because it will soon rain." The middle-aged man disconnected and led them to walk towards a luxury car parked neatly outside the alley.

Of course this attracts all people's wants to know. Moreover, the alley where Azira lives is an alley that is famous for their high criminal level and is an alley that has been so polluted with extreme promiscuity.

Ah, speaking of the cctv, this alley does have a collection of mothers who like to gossip about someone's life.

Especially if it's about the Azira family, huh. The enthusiasm of the mothers is very extraordinary when discussing it. As if the topic about them is a topic that is endless and always has a gap to talk about.

Azira was used to this and she did not feel disturbed at all.

But the arrival of this married couple who are so flashy with clothes even their luxury car certainly makes Azira disturbed. This is the one full of poor humans but why do they appear so conspicuously, ah!

It was as if they were showing a real distance to everyone.

"Let's go in."

Obediently, Azira calmly got into the luxury car without turning her attention to the people who were looking at her irritatedly as well as jealous. Even Azira never thought about the opinions of others but he was busy thinking about what plans Azira would play in the house that was so peaceful and jealous that.

"You rest, don't push yourself too much." The man said to his wife who did not look so good since their arrival to the small and dirty house of Azira.

Azira POV

Smiling thinly, I also just realized that this woman looks less healthy and her face still looks pale despite being covered in expensive and quality makeup colors.

This woman must not be willing for me to enter into their family, especially when I made the offer earlier.

Huh, of course he objected because for them I am a disgrace and do not deserve to be born into this world. I understand enough of the thoughts of these rich people and I can't wait to become a member of this harmonious family. Ah. I'm impatient.

And here I am now, in a luxurious mansion located within a great city. Nothing out of the ordinary happened except a curious spy who kept shooting at me.

"Sir, who's the girl next to this mother?"

DEG

A mature woman who was so similar to my Dad asked my stepmother Ah, maybe more precisely she was my foster mother. Oh my God, now I'm starting to remember.

This woman was a cruel woman who had killed my mother, tortured her so many times that my mother could not stand this world anymore!

I wonder why this woman's heart is so cruel and now I know the answer. No wonder, huh! No wonder this woman's heart is cruel because my own father is a cruel man!

He threw his gaze to the side, "You better ask him directly to your Big Brother." His voice was powerless as he walked leaving us up the stairs. It looks like he's going to his room.

The cruel woman's eyebrows shot up, "Mas Rama, who is this girl to make Yana look so desperate?" He then threw this question to my father.

Huh, uh,

Even saying my name was reluctant. God, it seems like this man never wanted his presence in this world. Although it has been a dozen years, but the heart of this man apparently still does not want to recognize his presence as one of his flesh and blood.

How cruel!

Whatever, whatever,

I won't care because even if this man recognizes me, I'll never admit it. I'll never forgive the damn man who ruined my mother's future!

"What?" There were a few surprised voices that looked in shock with his answer.

Am I too disgusting for all of you?

"Mas..no, what are you serious about the decisions you make?" The woman was so surprised she also seemed to disagree with what my father said.

The man I referred to as Dad sighed heavily, so heavily that he had to sigh like this.

"Yes, this is a decision I'm taking as well as he will officially become a member of our family." My father replied sounding tired.

"Then,.then what did Yana say about this?" Ask this woman again is still not willing to give up on Father's decision.

"He agreed." Answer directly.

"Mass-out"

"Sifa, that's enough for now because Mas is a little tired. You take him to his room and after dinner we'll continue this conversation." Cut Dad fast while taking his steps following in my foster mother's footsteps.

He didn't even look at me at all when he said that. Ah, so it looks like he did this because he was forced and without his family's consent.

Why can I say that?

It was because their spies were so curious when they saw me.

"What did Rama think of when he brought this living trash here?" Suddenly the ferocious voice of a woman interrupted everyone, without exception I who could only stand stiff here.

Deg

Our gaze met, momentarily reminding me of the cruel night last time I was able to hug my mother's helpless body.

Making me clench my hands firmly resist anger and hate, hate until I want to trample her body just like she did to my mother.

"Safa, watch your words because after all he is our family now." A man who had just been silent was now reprimanding the abusive woman, it seemed that the man was her husband seeing how intimate the two of them were.

"family?" Ask the woman not to believe.

"He's part of our family?" With his left hand he pointed at me full of anger.

"Safa, I've-"

"Shut up, mom!" Cut the woman so angry.