Andra and Azimah (Contract 2 Marriage)

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Azimah remained silent in Andra's room after three more hours and Andra left without seeing her in the least. Azimah wanted to cry because of the treatment of Andra. But he did not want to be stubborn anymore which eventually led the two of them into a bigger fight.

It was getting dark, Azimah was lying on Andra's bed. He neither spoke nor moved. His blank gaze led to the balcony that displayed its sky which began to darken with a reddish yellow color.

Before long the door opened, Azimah was not interested in turning to who the perpetrator who opened the door. He only heard the slow pace approaching him.

"Non, this is Miss Azimah's shirt. If there is anything else please just say it" said the woman who is none other than Andra's domestic assistant.

Azimah did not answer. He just kept quiet, without flinching a bit from his place.

Andra's housekeeper, who realized Azimah did not want to talk, left the room and was about to report it to Andra.

After Andra's housekeeper came out, Azimah could only take a slow breath. Trying to calm his heart which was already very upset was made a prisoner Andra in his room.

Shortly after Andra's housekeeper came out, the door opened again. And the Azimah reaction was the same as the first but this time the pace that approached it sounded different where now the sound of the steps was heavier.

Azimah felt the bed he was sleeping on move. But he still had no interest in seeing.

"Band. After that I'll take you home!" said the owner of heavy steps that are none other than Andra.

The Azimah still did not move, this made Andra worried. He pulled Azimah to face him.

"Honey ...," said Andra when she realized Azimah was crying in silence.

Andra pulled Azimah in her arms. He felt sorry for being so hard on Azimah. Seeing Azimah crying in silence made her heart hurt.

"Sorry ...," said Andra regretfully.

Azimah sobbed to hear it. Hearing Andra's apology made her even sadder.

"Would it be that when we get married and fight you'd lock me up like this?" ask Azimah in her tears.

Andra pulled Azimah's face to stare at her. Azimah turned her tearful face to Andra. Andra was getting less and less able to see it.

"I'm sorry, honey. Sorry!" andra said repeatedly while kissing two watery Azimah eyelids.

Azimah is still crying. He curled up a roasted shrimp tub there.

"We should not quarrel because of Mary. I just don't want to lose you. Is that wrong?" ask Azimah lirih.

"Yes, I know. I'm mistaken. Ii'm sorry. Don't be like this, Azimah. Sit down and stop crying!" andra Pinta.

The Azimah did not fulfill Andra's wishes. He covered his face with a pillow and sobbed there.

"Holy, dear .., Hey ...," persuaded Andra.

"I want to go home!" azimah said with a voice that was blocked due to blocked pillows covering part of his face.

"We go home but not in this situation. Refresh yourself and I will take you home" replied Andra.

"I want to go home!" reiterate Azimah but this time her voice was louder with sobs that ended her request.

"Holy, if you're stubborn then I can do it too. We go home but after you shower and your mood is better. Or we don't go home at all!" said Andra.

The Azimah did not answer. It just keeps sobbing. I don't know why he felt pain treated Andra like this.

"Azimah ..," call Andra while pulling the hand of Azimah but being brushed aside by her.

Andra, who had lost her mind to persuade Azimah, lay down at Azimah's side, hugging her. Many times the Azimah revolted even hitting the chest of the Andra field. Andra did not let go of her embrace. It is even closer to the Azimah.

"Don't move or you wake the others!" andra said trying to tease Azimah.

Realizing what Andra meant, Azimah let Andra embrace her. Andra just smiled triumphantly looking at him.

When the Azimah no longer revolted and even returned Andra's embrace. Andra tried to talk to Azimah again to persuade her to take a bath. But the regular roar of breath made Andra realize that now the Azimah was asleep.

At eight o'clock in the night Azimah woke up and realized that she was still in Andra's arms with Andra also falling asleep at her side. I don't know how many times Andra fell asleep next to her. But it still felt awkward when he woke up with a man beside him.

Azimah looked up to see a calm face in her sleep. Without realizing Azimah smiled, Andra's firm jaw increasingly made Azimah admire the figure he had loved since childhood.

Azimah painted a shadow over Andra's face, imitating the curves of the face but not reaching Andra's face. Unknowingly, the small hand that was cool painting was caught by Andra quickly. Until making Azimah wrong behavior because of his behavior caught by Andra.

"What are you doing, hm?" andra said with a hoarse voice.

"Just chase away the flies!" elak Azimah is still upset with Andra

"It turns out you love me so much, yeah. Ah, you're just a prestige to say it" seduced Andra.

"I'm hungry!" azimah said ketus and began to move from the side of Andra.

"I'll have Aunt prepare our dinner. Wait a minute" said Andra who then moved from his bed but was held Azimah.

"Why?" ask Andra astonished.

"You did it" said Azimah.

"What did I do?" andra asked confused.

"You made our dinner! I want dinner out of your hands" Azimah explained.

"I can't cook, Azimah" answered Andra honestly.

"I'll be down after the shower. If you want to apologize, then make me dinner with your own hands, okay!" azimah hatch.

Azimah went to the bathroom while holding back a smile looking at Andra's confused face.

"Hey, I'm not entirely wrong, Azimah!" yell Andra.

"Oh, so I'm wrong. That so?" ask Azimah from the bathroom.

Andra hush. He did not dare to answer again because of course all the answers would be wrong on the side of the Azimah. He just took a slow breath and exited the room while grumbling.

Azimah who felt that Andra had left the room laughed softly because it managed to make Andra distress with his actions.

"It's a punishment for you, my dear Uncle Andra" said Azimah, who then doused her body with a shower.

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Andra exited the room in annoyance. His steps were not excited as he headed for the kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen, Andra was even confused what to do. He did not know the name of the kitchen utensils, nor did he know what the names of the kitchen ingredients were. All this time he was used to being served with one word only then everything he wanted was in front of him. And now, the woman he loves wants herself to cook dinner for them both.

"This is torture, Azimah!" moaning Andra who began to approach the refrigerator door.

Andra opened the refrigerator and looked at the contents inside in confusion. Suddenly his housekeeper came and greeted him.

"Master ...," he called slowly.

"Ah, Bi ...," Andra said awkwardly as she scratched her non-itchy head.

"What did you do?" ask the house assistant.

"The son of Iyas and Selma is torturing me, Bi. He asked me to make him dinner. Auntie knows for herself that I've never cooked before" Andra lamented.

The woman smiled a little at him. For a long time he did not see his master was in trouble just because of a woman. After Adelina left them for good, her master never looked as excited as he was today. He also approached her.

"May I help you, sir?" tanyanya gently.

"I really want to, Bi. But it's better not to. Because if he finds out then he won't let me survive again after" Andra grumbled.

"Alright, then I'm sorry sir" he told Andra. Andra just smiled while nodding her head without turning to the woman who had taken care of her house for more than eight years.