Andra and Azimah (Contract 2 Marriage)

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This morning Azimah woke up lazily. He was too lazy to start his activities because of his problems and Andra. True, people say, problems in a relationship so much attention to make us forget about other things in our lives.

After the bath, Azimah went downstairs to have breakfast. Last night Azimah couldn't eat her dinner properly because of Andra. This morning, Azimah was very hungry and would not care if Andra would bother her like yesterday.

"Honey ..," said Selma to Azimah.

"Mother" replied Azimah to Selma.

"You're having bad luck again?" asked Selma who walked closer to him.

"Yes, Mom. Excuse me. Not working makes me more lazy" said Azimah looking for an excuse.

"It's okay. Breakfast there! You're the only one who hasn't had breakfast" Selma said.

"Dad and Axel are gone?" ask Selma wonder.

"Yes. Your father and Andra had to go to the police station to take care of the company yesterday. Axel as usual, he left first" explained Selma.

"Is there any more trouble? Why were you and Andra called to the police station?" ask Azimah confused.

"There's development. The man who betrayed your father's company has spoken and exposed everything. Now people linked to the matter are under arrest" Selma said.

"You mean, Chris?" ask Azimah to make sure.

"Yes. Yesterday your father found out about the motive why Chris betrayed the company. Though Chris has been working for a long time in our company and has also become a confidant of your father. Iyas felt that there was something strange here and he investigated everything. Feeling your father never misses, as he suspected Chris was pressured to betray by making Chris' son a prisoner" Selma explained.

"Chris has a child?" asked Azimah a little surprised.

"Yes. The son of his former lover's woman" replied Selma soberly.

"They took Chris' son prisoner? How old is Chris's son?" tanya Azimah who is indeed interested in the things around kidnapping because it reminds her of her in the past.

"Four or five years. About that range" replied Selma.

"What?! Such an age child do they involve in their dirty play? Mom, tell Dad to give a very heavy sentence to the culprit. They are no longer human they have become human-like monsters" Azimah said.

"Yes. That's what your father was doing, too. Last night Iyas and Andra raided the headquarters of the perpetrators where Chris' son was held captive. And they just got home early today. Even the two of them haven't had time to sleep because they finished the files to ease Chris' sentence. And this morning they were gone again" complained Selma who was also dizzy with her husband's problems.

"Have you and Andre been hurt, Mom?" ask Azimah to make sure.

"Not bad. Only minor external injuries but all have been treated" Selma replied again.

"Who's hurt?" ask Azimah quickly.

"Both, honey. My husband and your girlfriend!" chirp Selma who understands who worries more about the Azimah.

"Mother .., that's not what I mean" whined Azimah.

"Here you go, you better have breakfast. I want to clean up your father's office" said Selma, who then moved to Andreas' office.

After Selma's death, Azimah became not appetite because of what Selma said. It was only fitting that when Azimah opened her phone this morning, there was no message that Andra used to send her.

Azimah ate a little breakfast and went back to the room. But he stopped when he saw Anastasia who was playing alone on the side porch. Azimah approached him.

"Anas" call Azimah.

"Sir Azimah, here!" said Anas while swinging his hand to invite Azimah to come closer to him.

"Why, Honey? What are you doing here alone?" ask Azimah.

"Why should Anas catch his butterflies? Is not he a creature that God created with wings. If Anas catches it, the butterfly will be sad because it can't fly anymore" Azimah said.

"But the butterflies are beautiful and Anas loves them" Anas replied innocently.

"Anas, Honey. Not all the beauty in this world we can have. Sometimes we can only see it from a distance. Just like that butterfly. He would continue to look beautiful if Anas let him fly freely. But if Anas catches her and Anas shuts her up, will the butterfly still look beautiful?" ask Azimah. Anas shook his head quickly.

"True, he will not look beautiful anymore because of his beauty that is seen from the way he flies flapping wings with the colors on his wings" explained Azimah.

"Well, then Anas will not catch the butterfly" said Anas weakly.

"Smart kid!" praise Azimah.

"How about we draw butterflies?" azimah offered himself. Anas nodded and walked into the pavilion.

What Azimah said to Anastasia earlier made her a little aware, that Andra was a beauty that she should be able to see from a distance because if she forced herself to reach it then she would be hurt. Like at the moment.

Azimah prepared all the drawing equipment of Anastasia. He invited Anastasia to speak slowly because Azimah knew that Anastasia was not a child that he could handle. They also dissolve in the drawing activities.

During the day, after drawing. Azimah made Anastasia milk and put her to sleep in Andra's room. After Anastasia went to sleep, Azimah intended to return to the main house to retrieve her mobile phone. But it had not happened yet, Azimah was surprised by the sudden arrival of Andra.

"You're home yet?" ask Azimah awkwardly.

"Yes, just now" Andra replied with a close look at Azimah.

"Then you can be Anas, I'll be back" said Azimah who immediately stepped past Andra but quickly Andra withstood by pulling Azimah out of his room and into the room next to his room.

"Andra, what do you want to do?" ask Azimah in shock.

"I missed you!" said Andra who was already shrouded in a fog of passion within her.

"Andra, I'm warning you not to fuck around otherwise I'll really hate you!" the word Azimah threatens.

"Don't you hate me now?" asked Andra who started to strip her clothes.

A circular bandage on Andra's arm made Azimah a little worried about it. He looked at the entire body of Andra from top to bottom, ascertaining whether there were any more wounds on the other body parts. Unknowingly, Azimah's hand held the bandage.

"Why didn't you tell me you left last night?" ask Azimah sharply.

"I guess you don't care about me anymore!" answer Andra.

"You fool! So stupid! why are you back in this wound. You hurt mine, Andra!" shouts Azimah while continuing to bash the chest of Andra's field.

In my heart, there was little regret for Azimah for ignoring Andra last night. Perhaps, if their relationship was okay Andra could talk and say about this matter to her.

"I'm sorry, sorry!" the word Andra that pulled Azimah's body into his arms.

"You won't forgive me, you hurt mine!" said Azimah who had started sobbing in the arms of Andra.

"It's not severe, two or three days will heal. Especially if you take care of him!" andra said trying to tease Azimah.

"I will never take care of it! Take care of yourself!" ketus Azimah on the sidelines.

"Here you go, don't cry. You're ugly if you cry!" the word Andra seduces Azimah.

"Stop! I haven't forgiven you. So don't try to tease me!" the Azimah who immediately withdrew from Andra's embrace.