My Genius Twins Baby and CEO
MGTB And CEO Chapter 7 - Looking for Hints
"Abang," call Azzam again because Nanjan is silent.
He stared at Azzam's eyes full of hope, honestly Nanjan felt pity. The teenage boy turned to Labih and asked for his consent to tell him everything.
Azzam, for the two of them was mature enough to understand. Azzam, for Nanjan and Labih is not a child.
Slowly, Labih nodded. He thought, Azzam should know.
"Abang doesn't know much about Zam, but it looks like your father is still alive" Nanjan replied after a long silence.
Hearing that, Azzam's heart rumbled, his lips smiling faintly. Feeling happy, his beliefs came true, his father and Azzura were still alive.
"Did you know who my father was? where does he live now?" azzam asked demanding, he should know everything.
This time Nanjan could not answer, Labih was the one who opened his voice. Labih said, if his mother Azzam was a migrant in their village, came far from the capital Jakarta there. When he first came here, Haura came alone in a pregnant condition.
That's all Labih said, the rest of the oath for whatever he doesn't know.
"I think Haura has a reason why she always says your father is dead. Maybe Acik does not want you to meet him Zam," Labih said again after the story.
Azzam was silent, digesting all the stories he had just learned.
"If I were you I wouldn't see a father like that, Zam, what for? I'm sure he left your mother, too, which is why your mother went all the way here" Nanjan lamented, upsetting that Azzam's father was an irresponsible man.
Saying that, Labih hit her shoulder again.
"If Acik Haura had a reason, surely your father also had a Zam reason" Labih said.
"Thank you Bang" Azzam replied after a long silence.
I need to know what happened in Mom's past, fix that past so she doesn't cry anymore. Inner Azzam.
His desire is not just about finding the father, but opening the veil of the mother's life in the past. Time that makes the mother pensive in tears.
Azzam then got up and paid his way home, as usual Labih will give him 20 thousand rupiah as wages.
Now, Azzam and Azzura are back on foot to their own home. The last house in the village. But along the way so shady, many trees on each side of the road.
"Abang, Zura's leg hurts," Azzura whined as he felt his leg blister, earlier he accidentally stumbled on a stone. Earlier, he chose silence to feel able to withstand the pain, it was not. His feet were throbbing and felt sore.
The two stopped, Azzam then crouched down and checked the condition of his sister's legs. And sure enough, there was blood already clumping on the periphery of Azzura's thumb.
"Here, let Abang be fat," Azzam said, he put his back to ride the younger brother. But Azzura really did not have the heart, especially when he realized he was fatter than the brother.
Slowly, Azzura shook her head.
"No Brother, Zura doesn't want to be carried. The road was slow, I kept making Abang's arm my back," Azzura's pinta chattered.
"Just carry Ading, your legs will be sicker," Azzam again bargained, he has not even changed his position in the slightest.
"No, Azzura did not want to," Azzura laboriously pulled her brother to get back up, finally Azzam gave up.
The two walked back very slowly, Azzura limped while hugging the arm of the strong brother.
"Azzura, do you really want to meet dad?" tanya Azzam started the conversation, wanting to make his second trip so not felt with much chatter.
"But if you take you away from mom how? you choose father or mother?" azzam asked again and hearing that Azzura pursed his lips, annoyed.
"Then you don't have to meet father, Zura will be with mother forever" Azzura replied convinced, though her heart grumbled, why should there be such a choice.
Azzam.
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Arriving home, Aminah had just lifted a clothesline. Today was very hot, at 3 pm their clothes had dried.
"Sir, Zura's leg hurts, here I bring the clothesline inside. Grandma just treat Zura's feet," said Azzam shortly after approaching the grandmother.
"Well, what's your leg, son?" aminah asked worriedly, slowly he handed the clothes clothes to Azzam.
"Here, grandma clean first," Aminah held Azzura with great difficulty, then asked Azzam to be careful when entering the house. Their house was still grounded, there were even some places that were unevenly bumpy. Aminah did not want, Azzam to fall and also sick.
Arriving in the room, Azzam put the clothesline on the bed. They all slept in this place together.
Not coming out, Azzam even intends to search this room secretly. Looking for something that might be a clue about his father.
Be careful, Azzam began to rummage through the only closet in this room. But, baby, he found nothing.
Looking here and there, looking for a place that might be the mother's storage.
A shabby looking backpack, hanging behind the door.
Without delay, Azzam immediately checked the bag. All the katongs were meticulously raped. Until his little hand found something strange.
He saw, a button that seemed to shine. Azzam knows, this is a diamond.
It can't be mother's, right? his inner.
Continuously, Azzam watched the button closely. Scan each side and store it in memory. Tomorrow, he will ask Labih and Nanjan for help to find out about it.
After putting the buttons back in place, Azzam came out of the room with nothing, as if nothing had happened.
If it had a father, what would it mean to father a rich man? azzam's mind is full of question marks.
He approached his sister and grandmother on the porch of the house, waiting for the mother who was about to return home.
But baby, until 5 pm their mother never came. Even Aminah had finished cooking dinner, Azzura and Azzam had taken a clean bath.
"Your mother hasn't come home yet?" aminah asked, he came from inside the house. Azzam and Azzura sat waiting for their mother.
"Not Nek," replied Azzura listlessly.
"Your mother must be in the forest again, let's wait inside," asked Aminah who had so memorized Haura.
For the mother of two children, the forest is like a garden. He was free to go in and out without any fear.
Along with the adzan magrib, Haura just arrived home. He brought a lot of mushrooms and fruits for the child.
Azzam and Azzura loved the fruit. Haura smiled, her tiredness paid off when she saw her son eating so voraciously and happily.