Mahram To Azira
Chapters 6.2
The pale face was pensive, appearing to be thinking seriously. Not long after, those pale lips without a touch of color slowly drew a line of smiles. With that smile, he looked even more pitiful. The fragile body now invites a lot of sympathy that slices the soul. Those who loved her like precious jewels could not help but stretch out their claws, hoping that their claws could reach Azira far away to avenge the pain of Humairah.
"Ma... I'm so glad to hear that. Then will Mama call Kenzie here? L'm.... I miss him so much. I want to talk to him a lot... Talk about our next wedding... I miss him, Ma. I feel when... My life means nothing without it. So why am I living again, Ma?"
"Humairah!" Mama was so scared.
He pulled the frail body of Humairah into his arms. Hugging Humairah as tightly as possible as if she would disappear if she did not hold it properly.
"Don't say that, son. You must live! You have to live and survive. For the sake of Mama, for the sake of your struggling father, and for the sake of everyone in our family loving you. You have to live for our family. And there's Kenzie, too. If you leave, thank you what will be with Kenzie in this world? He must be very sad to lose you. So endure and heal as quickly as possible so that you can teach Azira a lesson for everything she does to you and our family. Don't you want to meet Kenzie? Mama's gonna call her soon Mama asked her to come home so you're not lonely." In the last row Mama promised confidently that she might be able to invite Kenzie home.
In fact, since that incident I have never contacted them or just asked the news of Humaira who was sick just not. Within 1 day, Kenzie yawned somewhere and never showed himself in this house again. Disappointing and angry at the same time, they forget that Kenzie himself disappeared and refused to come. They forget and blame everything on Azira.
"I'll keep living as long as Kenzie doesn't leave me." Promise of Humairah in Mama's arms.
"And Azira... I hate him so much, Ma. She ruined my life, ruined my marriage to Kenzie, and took my place as Kenzie's wife. I'm really mad at him, I hate him so much..."
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"Humaira is still very sad. He did not want to eat, but fortunately, he could still be persuaded. L'm.... Very tired and sick to see my daughter like this. And this all happened because of that bastard!" Mama came to the dining room furiously while slamming the tray in her hands onto the floor.
Seeing the anger of Mama, Dad did not dare to make a sound and chose to turn his face to look the other way.
"Mdak thought clearly. Azira is not an illegitimate child no matter what her fault. She's my brother's legitimate daughter too." Aunt Sifa lowered her head to pick up the tray on the floor and ordered one of the servants to immediately clean the dirty floor.