Mahram To Azira
Chapters 7.7

Azira climbed to the top of the room after cleaning the kitchen and washing dishes with Sasa. Entering the room there was no one. Kenzie is still talking to Abah downstairs. He did not dare to disturb the conversation of the two of them so he decided to ride on his own. Inside Azira's room was not idle. First he cleans himself in the bathroom with warm water, then cleans the room and arranges the groceries into the closet. While some of the makeup she bought was tidied up on the dresser.

"Tomorrow Kenzie returned to work at the hospital. I'll iron the clothes I wear tomorrow. But..." He hesitated to take which clothes.

Afraid that Kenzie doesn't like the choice he chooses, Azira doesn't dare to pick up clothes in the closet. Azira does not know the references to the clothes Kenzie likes to wear when working. Hence it was better that he wait for Kenzie to return for his own choice.

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The door to the room opened. Along with that Kenzie went into the room. Azira spontaneously raised her head until the eyes of the two of them met,

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Azira turned her head frantically pretending to stare at the floor of the room. Kenzie's steps faltered, the corner of his lips moved slightly forming a faint smile line, a second later he returned to his previous appearance. His hand pushed the door shut and walked over to Azira.

"What's wrong?" Kenzie felt that there was something Azira wanted to say to him.

Azira's eyelashes trembled, hesitating, her head slowly rising upwards looking at the handsome and tall man who was now standing right in front of her.

Azira's heart trembled. Holding tightly onto her robe, Azira tried as quietly as possible in front of Kenzie. Do not let Kenzie realize that there is something strange in Azira. I don't know, some of the time Azira's body reaction was somewhat abnormal when adjacent or looking at Kenzie. Em, back when Kenzie saved her from that old lady, this feeling was too obvious. It used to be no problem because they didn't know each other. But now it becomes a problem because Azira is afraid of falling in love with Kenzie. To be honest he didn't want Kenzie to feel fed up.

"Besok mas Kenzie is at work. I want to ask the same mas Kenzie tomorrow want to wear what clothes let me iron tonight." Azira answered after waking up from her seat.

He deliberately stood sideways waiting for Kenzie to pick up the clothes in the closet.

Seeing Azira's nervousness, he smiled faintly. He opened the wardrobe and took the nightgown inside. Azira frowned in surprise. Where can Kenzie go to work in a nightgown. Wouldn't it look weird in other people's eyes?

"Kenzie's gonna put on a nightgown at work tomorrow?" Ask Azira plain.

The corner of Kenzie's lips twitched restrained, he rubbed the top of his nose in embarrassment and said, "Who said I want to wear a nightgown at work tomorrow. This is the shirt I'm gonna wear to sleep tonight." Kenzie.

"Oh..." Azira's cheeks were flushed.

Azira has a strange attitude according to Kenzie. Sometimes he spiked like a hedgehog, looking unapproachable. But sometimes he is like a kitten, docile and approachable. For example, at this time. Azira's innocence reminds her of a kitten on the street. The kitten is derelict and does not yet understand how the world works. Just like Azira, for a moment he noticed that Azira was actually not too familiar with the world.

If you do not know how the world works, then where do you get the courage to sit next to me on the wedding day? Inner Kenzie curious.

He thought that Azira was a cruel and humble person when he saw what great evil had been done.

"Pick it in the closet. I have no problem using any of them. This also applies to the following days. If you want to iron my clothes, just iron the clothes you choose because I am not a person who is not picky. Besides, all the clothes in the closet are clothes that I bought myself. It means there's nothing I don't like. Then you're free to adjust." After giving Azira the freedom to choose and pick clothes, she immediately turned towards the bathroom.

Azira stared at Kenzie's back which slowly moved away and disappeared from behind the bathroom door. Taking a deep breath, his once tense heart finally relaxed. Somehow Kenzie gave him a sense of threat. Though Kenzie is a very good person, yes, he is very good. It would be better if he smiled often. Unfortunately Kenzie always put up a wall when he was with Azira. Didn't he know that it made Azira tense?

"Okay, let's work." Azira takes the time to choose the shirt that Kenzie will use tomorrow, then takes the black subordinate before going to iron.

It's nice in Kenzie's room everything's complete. From the washing machine to the iron, everything is already in the bathroom side booth.

It is not difficult to iron clothes because sometimes Azira used to take this job. 50,000 in one week, this kind of money is earned just by moving your hand. Azira was very satisfied.

About 20 minutes later he put the ironed Kenzie clothes on the side hanger of the bathroom.

"It's over?"

Kenzie sat on the bed with a more refreshing and handsome appearance. His wet hair was combed back, thus showing completely Kenzie's handsome face. Usually his forehead will be covered by thin hair.

For a moment Azira could not take her eyes off Kenzie. Kenzie's appearance was too eye-witching. And again the reaction of his body made the heart restless. He panicked but could not control himself.

"Why shut up? Come here." Come here." Urge Kenzie to pretend that there is nothing strange about Azira.

Azira. His face immediately flushed. Lowering his head, he walked over there and climbed onto the bed.

"Where's your wallet?"

"Wallets? Oh," Today he bought the same wallet model as Sasa.

Sasa took the color black, while he took the color light green. Real pretty. Honestly Azira did not dare to buy this wallet because it was expensive.

Because it was too expensive he decided to keep this wallet on the nightstand and planned not to use it.

"Wallets are used to store money not to be stored. Because you have bought it, then do not store and use it according to its function. If you're afraid this wallet is broken, we can buy it. This wallet is not expensive." As if he could read Azira's worries, he advised Azira not to keep this wallet. This is a normal wallet, not made of gold or diamonds, so why buy it if it is only stored?

Azira wants to protest. But when she heard her husband's last sentence, the words that were almost sticking out of her mouth were finally forcefully swallowed back. It is hard to talk to rich people. Because their minds are out of sync.