Shattered
Chapter 12

Hazel was puzzled to look at the two men who looked at each other like they wanted to prey. Hazel turned to Muaz again.

"what's wrong?" ask Hazel again

Muaz walked over to Hazel and took Hazel's hand. Hazel was stunned and she looked at the hand that Muaz was holding.

why is his attitude so strange?. muttered Hazel looking at Muaz.

"Who is this Hazel?" asked Iram to make the two couples look back

"i'm her husband." I looked intently at Iram. Iram just smiled thinly "well I guess, you're still single apparently already have yaa."

Hazel smiled and turned around and Hazel and Muaz arrived. After they got their tickets, they went straight to the cinema.

Although Muaz wearing a mask was undeniable many women glanced in awe at him, Hazel just sighed uneasily seeing them admire her husband. Hazel immediately pulled quickly towards their seats.

"eh, we're next to each other??" Iram sat down next to Hazel's chair. Muaz stood up.

"exchange." asked Muaz without permission to move Hazel to her seat, and she sat down at Hazel's place.

"hey!" Hazel was surprised

"essive basics." exclaimed Iram while smiling a grin

Muaz glanced at Iram and then grabbed the jacket Iram was wearing, "do not be like my wife." he threatened while whispering, then released the rough from Iram.

Hazel chuckles and pulls Muaz's hand "shhush!" gerutu Hazel

during the film, among the three of them only Hazel lived in the film, while Muaz always faced Iram's gaze at Hazel,likewise, Iram who did not give up staring at Hazel despite being blocked by Muaz.

why was I upset every time he glanced at Hazel. Muaz grumbled in no way to think with his silly behavior. After the film was over they immediately walked towards the parking lot,Hazel walks while typing something on her phone until she does not see the car driving out of the parking lot towards her.

Muaz pulled Hazel away from the car. The car drove off and stopped a few feet away from them

"woi see the road!!" snapped the old man from inside the car looking back

"hey shouldn't have driven his car here, already know the road is narrow!!" snapped Hazel no less hard.

"young man, no manners!" his gerutu immediately stuck the gas leaving the parking lot.

"hey sir!! don't apologize for running away!!" geram Hazel's.

"clear, put your life first" said Muaz passed into the car. Hazel looked back at Muaz.

this again, why is he weird times?! huft why am I among the freaks anyway??? the gerutu got in the car. Muaz immediately drove the car away from the parking area.

On the way, Hazel was confused.The road they passed was not towards her apartment, then she turned towards Muaz.

"where are we going?" hazel asked as she glanced at her watch which showed at 5pm.

Muaz just kept quiet and focused on driving, Hazel shook her head slowly and looked outwards.

waitthis??. Hazel is shocked to see the scenery in front of her, not to go to the tourist spot she imagined she was currently at the funeral. Hazel turned her head quickly towards Muaz "hmm Az?"

Muaz seemed to understand what Hazel meant, he nodded slowly and stopped the car under the tree.they went down and walked towards the cemetery.They both stopped in front of the graves of Muaz's parents.

Muaz stared at the graves of his parents. Hazel looked down and cleaned the grass in the cemetery area long enough Muaz kept silent to make Hazel a little pity.

"Az, do'a first." said Hazel slowly lead Muaz. after they finished praying Muaz again.

"take it easy, they're calm there" Hazel said, patting Muaz on the shoulder slowly

"i was wrong, I should have come sooner, I should not have gone hanging out with others, seha—" said Muaz regretfully

"you can't blame yourself Az, we don't know what the future looks like, how we'll never know.I know it's hard for you, but work hard in front of them,show that you can stand alone even if they are not there for you anymore, I'm sure you can." cried Hazel excitedly while smiling at Muaz.

"hm, just like you try hard in front of everything is not." Muaz looked at Hazel.

"hahaha, hiding the wound is very heavy.indeed my parents who made the wound wider, but anyway they are still my parents, my family...I can't even hate them even when there's a flurry." - Hazel looked up at the sky

"don't regret what happened, it's better to live what's in front of your eyes" he continued.

"these words should be for you" said Muaz, looking up at the sky

"yes, yes, too." Hazel laughed blandly

"what feeling?"

"sad feeling no one believed you at that time."

Muaz sighed "I didn't know how I felt that time somehow."

"then where is your stepbrother?"

"right two days before the incident, he went abroad.Fif years we never met, never even once he visited me."

"how can you have a half-brother?, uh sorry I shouldn't have it." Hazel while scratching her non-itchy nape.

"my father was married before he married my mother, he was the son of my father's wife" Muaz explained. Hazel nodded slowly, and they remained silent until the sun sank.

Hazel was confused about what to do, she kept glancing at Muaz who was still faithful staring at the graves of her parents. Hazel doesn't know what to do, but what she knows about being Muaz isn't easy.

"why?" muaz gave a quick glance at Hazel.

"hmm it's night, don't we go home?" ask Hazel slowly

Muaz took his wife's hand. Hazel glanced at Muaz who was acting unusual.

"lately you've been so weird, Az." Hazel looked at Muaz. Now they're in the car on the way home.

"why?" muez asked while focusing on driving

"somehow, I feel you're weird.So when we go you comment on my skirt, trus fitting in the cinema you're angry with Iram.yes so I think you're weird" explained Hazel casually.

ciiits.

Muaz immediately braked suddenly making Hazel's head hit the car dashboard

"Az, why are you braking all of a sudden?!" his grunt while stroking the banged forehead earlier

Muaz only glanced at Hazel, then he returned to drive his car. Hazel was astonished by Muaz's behavior.

"you're really Muaz, right?" ask Hazel

again Muaz did not answer, Hazel immediately threw away the sight of the road.

jeez he was very strange, yes Allah gave him back as usual. muttered while closing his eyes. A gentle breeze hit his beautiful face.Muaz immediately stopped his car on the side of the road.

"Hazel." call Muaz to look at Hazel beside him

deg. Hazel froze to hear Muaz calling her name.Muaz had never mentioned her name, especially if he wanted to call Hazel just 'you' or 'hey'. Hazel turned slowly towards Muaz.

deg. gosh his face is very handsome. murmured while nodding Muaz's face.The eye contact they met each other stared intensely.

"what's wrong?" ask Hazel

"why did you get into my life?" muez asked, still looking at Hazel.

Hazel was confused, "do you mean?"

"you'll forget it" Muaz looked straight ahead, as he drove his car forward. Hazel immediately intercepts Muaz while raising the car's handbrake.

"what are you doing?" muaz asked slightly surprised by Hazel's sudden action.

"what were you going to say Az?, the haiss from yesterday you loved hanging up your talk!" his gerrick.

"it's up to me why you're so busy" he said, sliding Hazel's hand off the car's handbrake.

"say Az first! don't make me die of curiosity." cried Hazel stubbornly staring intently at her husband.

Muaz sighed then lazily looked at Hazel, "do you want to know?"

Hazel nodded quickly at Muaz waiting for the words to come out of her husband's mouth.

"at home." said Muaz and drove his car, while Hazel stomped her legs irritated.

"shit." he threw his face out. Without Hazel realizing Muaz glanced at Hazel with a faint smile.