THE ANGEL OF THE CREATOR

THE ANGEL OF THE CREATOR
Chapter 13


" Condition your hands please, sir! Don't touch me carelessly! And remember!!! I'm not the sloppy woman you think I am, who you can easily touch!!" Kiya to Azzam.


Kiya's words made Azzam inflamed, he could not hear much less see what already belonged to him being touched and hurt by others. If it did not end tragically, then the person would get a deadly punishment from him. Kiya now grabbed the door beside her, she wanted to get out of the car. Feeling very angry, considered a sloppy woman by her own boss.


" Hey!!!." Azzam's hand grabbed Kiya's hand which would open the car door and hold it very firmly.


" Let go, don't touch me!!." Kiya shouted at Azzam with a very emotional state.


" I won't let go, listen!!! You are my woman, until anytime I won't let you out of my life, keep that FAIHA AZKIYA!!!." Azzam raised his tone to Kiya.


That sharp voice and gaze, made Kiya not wince. It looks very scary once Azzam's face, and can not be denied. Their hearts beat very fast, as their faces stared at each other.


" Sick sir! My hands are hurting." Kiya grimaced as her hand was already very sore.


Azzam immediately stretched his hand, hearing Kiya's words made him realize what he was doing.


" Sorry, sorry." Azzam's eyes looked at Kiya's wrists that were reddened as a result of the act, how not red. His hand was used to punishing people, compared to Kiya's small and weak hand.


Azzam intends to treat Kiya's reddened hands as a result of her actions, but Kiya explains that it's okay and don't touch her.


" I'm sorry, sir, can you leave now?" Kiya looked at the glass beside her.


" We treat your hands first, and there's no word of rejection." Azzam runs his car back, and Kiya can only shut up and stroke his wrist which is still very red even looks bluish.


The car was running at a moderate speed, taking the two of them into the grounds of a house that was quite luxurious. Kiya's eyes to the point of looking in wonder, her forehead wrinkled at him.


" A you take me where sir, can't we just go to the office." Kiya said doubtfully.


Azzam did not respond to remarks from Kiya, until the car stopped.


" Come down, don't be afraid. This is my home, and I'm not gonna do anything with you." Azzam took off his safety belt and opened the car door.


Azzam stopped at his door and waited for Kiya to get out of the car. For a while, Kiya did not get out of her car. Making Azzam feel surprised, then he walked to his car again. He opened the side door where Kiya was, and he was surprised to see what was happening.



" Hehehe, the safety belt can't be opened sir." Kiya with her smile, made Azzam even more stunned.


Smiling a little at what happened, Azzam approached Kiya and bowed slightly to reach the safety belt opener attached to Kiya's body. Where their bodies are very close together, making the heart of both beat very quickly. It made Kiya hold her breath, very uncomfortable in such conditions.


" Come down, let's treat your hand first." Azzam's Order.


Kiya just nodded her head, protesting also for free. Now they are in the boss' house. Walking following the steps Azzam entered the house, saw the contents of the house are so luxurious. Making Kiya giggle, the person he thought was very haughty and stiff. It turned out to have good architectural value, as evidenced by the various existing furniture.


God, the house and its contents are amazing. Kiya.


Azzam's words alone made Kiya stunned and dissolved in her own daydream, not a single thought with her boss. Kiya even more felt inappropriate, ai boss who expressed his feelings alone had made Kiya's heart shrink.


" Miss, please enjoy." Sapa Latipa, while putting down drinks and as little as a snack for Kuya, was a housekeeper at Azzam's house. Often also called Bik Ipa.


" Eh, thank you ma'am." Answer Kiya.


Then Bik Ipa resigned and continued his work in the kitchen, for the problem of the number of domestic assistants at Azzam's house. Not too much, there were only two working at home, one gardener and two security guards. Azzam did not like it too much if he had to encourage many people, because he did not like the crowd.


" Get your hand." Kiya is unaware of Azzam's presence.


" Eee, sir. Let me treat him, sir." Kiya refused that Azzam would take his hand to apply the medicine he had.


" Don't argue!." Azzam came back with his haughty face.


Turning her eyeballs around so lazily, Kiya took her breath slowly and exhaled violently. Kiya also put on a slightly lazy face, having to face a human like his boss.


" Dear Lord Azzam, do I need to explain in detail to you the phrase 'Mahram'? You're a learned man, there's no way you don't know." Kiya tried to take a small bottle from Azzam's hand, but it didn't work.


" I don't understand it." Obviously Azzam, with one of his eyebrows already up.


Kiya felt very surprised by the explanation of his boss, how could a learned person not seem to know that, and of course. Kiya did not know that Azzam was an agnostic, believing in God if they could prove the existence of God scientifically. Even if there is a God, agnostics believe that there is only one God and no religion that distinguishes it. In contrast to atheists, they hold the view that there is no God and reject the existence of God. For them, the universe (including the humans in it) is a natural process that occurs in a very long time. (Source: POPBELA.COM).


" You mean, sir? You atheist?." Kiya asked very curiously.


" No, I'm not an atheist. But I...." Azzam did not continue his words, he did not want Kiya to know about it and make herself stay away.


" Mister." Tegur Kiya is back.


" I, the Agnostic." Azzam replied with a very heavy tone.


How shocked Kiya was then, the person who was now in front of him was someone who did not have the religion that he believed in.


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