AZZOYA

season 2's. 47

"What's up..?"

"Miss Queen already knows if you've returned sir. Chances are he'll come to Venice looking for you."

Aaron's hand clenched tightly, the woman did not listen to him at all. He still wants himself.

"Don't let her come to the Mension, I don't want my wife to meet her."

Aaron cursed Queen, he regretted that he had once brought Queen to his mension. Shortly after, Aaron walked out. He believes that Almira has taken a bath and that he may be looking for her.

Almira gazed around her, This luxurious Mension was extremely spacious. She was also confused about where to go to find her husband. There are many doors and hallways.

Almira turned to the right, she grew even more confused when she found a dead end. But he looked outwards. His round eyes, staring at the vast courtyard and his many black-clothed men passed by.

"Well, why are you standing here,?"

Aaron lowered his head and wrapped his hands around Almira's flat stomach. Inhaling the scent of soap and shampoo his wife wears.

"Om this is where, why are so many men outside wearing the same clothes.?"

Aaron did not answer, he inhaled again the smell of shampoo in his wife's hair.

", honey, your hair's still wet,"

Aaron turned around Almira and looked at her.

"Yes,.."

Aaron took his wife walking into the room. She sat Almira in a dressing chair and her hand opened the drawer.

"It's dear, dry it with this, sorry if Om forgot it."

Almira looked at the face of her husband who thrust a hairdryer at her. Aaron himself who saw his wife was silent and just stared at her confused.

"Can Om help Al."

Aaron looked at Almira in disbelief, did Almira really want him to see her hair. He looked into Almira's eyes deeply, if Almira really allowed it.

Almira smiled, she undid her headscarf and untied her still wet hair. While Aaron's eyes did not blink looking at his wife's long hair almost waist as Almira removed her hairband.

"Om not helping Al,"

Aaron gasped at Almira's voice. She realized when she saw Almira who was without her hijab. her cute face with round eyes plus her long hair looks very beautiful and adorable. Of course he would help his wife dry her hair. He will not refuse his chance. Almira showed him the crown on his head. He hoped that Almira would also receive him as soon as possible.

Aaron touches Almira's black and long hair, he smiles proudly as he is the first man to see his wife's hair possible.

"Next time don't tie his hair when it's wet baby, later his head hurts."

Almira nodded, before long Aaron looked back at Almira's very pretty face without a hijab. He was lucky to get Almira. The young girl who was much younger than him. Nineteen years with her. It is true that Almira is more suitable to say his daughter is not his wife.

Almira herself doesn't want to ask me where else. She believes in her husband, if Aaron will treat her well. Maybe it's Mension's parents or some other family. The important thing is that her husband doesn't let her and won't treat her badly.

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"Remember David, I will get rid of your daughter and will reclaim mine. Aaron belongs to me and will remain mine, he must marry me for whatever reason."

Queen rubbed her wet cheeks, she'll be home as soon as possible. He should have gone to Venice by now, but he didn't get a flight ticket to Venice.

His mother called when she saw David and Zoya at the airport. That's why he went straight to David's biggest company in the afternoon. But did that man insult her and demean her. And unfortunately he can't go to Venice now. I have to wait a few more days.

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In the morning, Aaron was still in his room while Almira was downstairs. Going around looking at the luxurious mansion where he slept last night. His little legs even walked out. He was confused as to why so many men were dressed in black, he knew that they were guards. But why is it so much, there are about twenty people.

"Mrs, do you need anything.?"

A female servant surprised her from behind. Almira smiled clumsyly, she felt very old when called madam.

"Call my name aunty, Almira,"

The forty-year-old woman stared at Almira's beautiful cute face. Round eyes with lentic eyelashes are very striking with a cute face. Is this little girl the wife of their master. He had just seen this beautiful woman and she also still looked like a teenager. But there was no other woman besides this girl who was brought by her master yesterday afternoon. If it's true that she's his new mistress, it's appropriate that her master marry her. She is very pretty and cute with her round eyes. But did his master marry this young girl.

"Auntie, do they work for Om Aaron here.?"

Huh....

"Ah, yes, ma'am.."

The waiter looked surprised because this woman apparently called her master Om, then where their new mistress, what afternoon her master brought two women, one wife and one daughter.

Almira smiled, before long she walked closer to the flower garden at the side. He looked up to see where he slept last night. Shaking his head, too wide and not knowing which room he was in. She thought if this was her husband's session. Then where are her parents, whether they're dead, or this isn't where her husband lives.

Mic who saw his master's wife walking towards the park followed him. He was afraid that his master's wife would be hurt and he would be the easy target of his master. Moreover, there were many thorny flowers in the garden.

"It's so pretty."

"Miss..."

Mic exclaimed as he saw his master's wife was about to pick a flower, and it was a rose. If you can't pick it, it will get hit by thorns.

Almira squinted, she then turned around when she heard the voice of the man behind her.

Degs....

Mic stared unblinkingly at this beautiful and cute face in front of him. Young girl with her round eyes, is she his master's wife.

Clicks....

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