HUMAIRA (New Mafia World)

LOOKING FOR A NEW SCARF

That afternoon, Humaira went to see the Judge. He wants to tell the judge he's coming home tomorrow morning to Morocco. There Humaira saw the door of the Judge's room open. Behind that door, Humaira heard all the Judge's conversations with her mother on the phone. From behind a player surprises Humaira until finally the Judge knows about Humaira's arrival in front of her room. He went straight to Humaira and hung up.

"Why are you just standing outside? Come inside!" said Judge. "What's the matter you came here for?"

"Tomorrow I will return to Morocco" Humaira said.

"Are you serious?" the judge was a little surprised.

Humaira answered the Judge's question with just a nod. The judge looked Humaira in the eyes, while Humaira herself did not dare to look back at him.

"Why are you really? I feel like these few days you've been keeping your distance from me. Did I make a mistake with you?" the judge was confused.

"You're a very good man, Judge. It's just that fate doesn't fully support this relationship. Maybe this is what I have to do right now, keeping my distance is the best thing for me to be able to forget about you" Humaira replied.

"You're gonna forget me after what we've been through together?" the judge did not believe.

"I'm sorry Judge, but I have to leave immediately" Humaira said.

As the Judge was about to pursue Humaira, his friend told him to immediately meet Walid in his usual place.

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That afternoon, Nasreen and Saffiya had just returned from the mall. They brought a lot of groceries. Saffiya was very happy to be able to shop with her mother-in-law. Not long after his phone rang. He just got a call from his mother. The mother asked Saffiya to meet her tonight at her house. She misses her daughter so much. She and her husband made a special surprise for her. After receiving the call, Nasreen saw that Saffiya's face had turned moody.

"What's up, kid? Why is your face bent like that?"

"Mother asked me to come to her house tonight" Saffiya replied.

"That's a very good opportunity, son. With that you can improve your relationship with your mother." replied Nasreen.

"But mother..."

"Have it, don't make the relationship between you and your mother any further. Go then! Do I have to ask Sean to accompany you?"

"No need, mother asked me to come alone" replied Saffiya.

It's getting dark. Ulya and Azizah just arrived at a traditional market in Qatar. He visited every shop there. They were tired of looking, but no scarf was exactly the same as Azizah's.

"This is the last shop we went to. I hope there's a scarf here that you asked for." said Ulya.

When they entered, they met the shop owner.

"Welcome to our store, ma'am." welcome the store owner.

"Do you sell scarves like this?" asked Azizah while showing her scarf.

When the shopkeeper noticed the scarf, he told Amine that such a scarf would not be found in any store.

"Is this scarf so old that it can't be found in all the shops in this town?" ask Ulya.

"Sorry, madam. This scarf can only be found in one of the markets in Morocco" replied the shop owner.

"Haha... Do I have to fly to Morocco just to buy this scarf?" Ulya.

"Why do you know if this scarf can only be found in Morocco?" asked Azizah with a serious face.

"Come mother... He must be just kidding. You don't have to listen to those words!" Ulya.

"You shut up!" pinta Azizah on Ulya.

Ulya was very upset with her mother's attitude. He wondered why his mother wanted such a scarf like hers. Ulya felt very tired. His feet were tired of walking around here and there just to look for that scarf. He asked his mother for permission to wait for him in the car. Meanwhile, Azizah was still talking to the store owner. The store owner told Azizah that the colors worn in the scarf were only owned by Moroccan craftsmen. That color has become their trademark there. In addition, on the outskirts of the scarf there is a small Arabic letter that says Moroccan state. After Azizah looked at the scarf, it turned out that it was right on the edge of the scarf there were three small Arabic letters consisting of mim, ro, and qof.

"Is it possible that the woman Zayn killed was a Moroccan?" azizah said in her heart. Not long after the store owner left Azizah to serve customers who had just come to his store. When he returned to his car, Ulya was surprised by Azizah's attitude which was suddenly cold.

"Why mother?" ask Ulya.

"I'm fine, son."

"We're home sir!" pinta Azizah on driver.

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That night, Sean just got home from work. Below he had briefly crossed paths with Saffiya, but not the slightest bit of Sean turned his head, he just kept walking to his room. Seeing Sean's attitude that began to differ, Saffiya began to be frustrated. Sean had never been so cold to her. Saffiya met Sean in his room. Arriving there, Saffiya sees Sean taking a bath. He immediately prepared clothes for her. After taking a shower, Sean went to pick up his own clothes. He did not see if on his bed there was already the clothes Saffiya had prepared for him. On his descent, Saffiya was a little surprised that Sean was not wearing the clothes he had chosen. Sean looked at Saffiya in wonder.

"Why? Is there something wrong with my clothes?" ask Sean.

"Why are you wearing other clothes, compared to the clothes I've prepared on your bed?" ask Saffiya.

"Have you prepared clothes for me?" said Sean.

"You really why Sean? Why has your attitude changed to me lately?" shouts Saffiya.

Hearing that shout, Nasreen and Emir immediately descended.

"Let that tone of voice go down!" sean Pinta.

"What's this?" ask Emir.

"Why you, baby?" nasreen asked Saffiya.

"Don't bring him in our business, Saffiya!" sean said firmly.

"Here it is, it is not good to fight like this" Nasreen said trying to break up the debate. Azizah and Ulya came soon. They were shocked by what was happening in their home.

"What's this?" ask Azizah.

"It's mom, it's both of them. There is no need for us to interfere" Ulya said.

"Shut up!" shouts Saffiya while pointing at Ulya's face.

"How dare you point at me like that!" said Ulya who started the emotion.

"That's enough!" Azizah.

"No mom! The daughter-in-law of this family has dared to act like that to me. If kept quiet, he will be more and more so" said Ulya.

Not long Azizah felt her head dizzy again. He tried to walk to his room alone. As she was climbing the stairs, Azizah fell unconscious.

"Mother....!" shouted Nasreen.

He asked people to call the doctor immediately. Meanwhile, Sean takes Azizah to his room. Seeing Azizah faint, everyone was very worried. They all came to Azizah's room to see her condition. There, Ulya was busy calling the doctor, but there was no answer. Sean quickly contacted Humaira and asked her to come to his house.

"Why did you call that doctor?" saffiya asked, restarting the debate.

"Is there a problem? After all Humaira is the new grandmother doctor. She's the one responsible for taking care of grandma." Sean replied.

"I beg you son, stop it. Poor mom, she shouldn't have seen a fight between the two of you" Nasreen said.

Saffiya left Azizah's room not wanting to see Humaira's face. While walking to her room, Ulya pulled her hand firmly.

"Let go of my hand, aunt! You hurt me" said Saffiya.

"Listen this is fine! You're just a daughter-in-law in this house, in other words you're just a stranger hitchhiking in this big house. If you dare mess with me, I'll kick you out of this house" Ulya said.

Not long after the waiter came with Humaira. Ulya returns to Azizah's room to find out her condition. Arriving there, Humaira began to check on his condition. He told everyone that if Azizah was exhausted, she needed enough rest plus her blood pressure was back up. Not long before Azizah opened her eyes. He looked very happy to find Humaira who was beside him.

"Are you okay, mom?" ask Nasreen.

"I'm okay, son."

"Have you taken the medicine I gave you?" ask Humaira.

"No, son. I left and I haven't eaten. So, I haven't taken that medicine" Azizah replied.

"Have I told you to finish the cure, see what it is now? You're back dizzy, and everyone here is very worried about you" Humaira said. All right, then I'll make dinner for you" Humaira said.

Seeing the good attitude also Humaira's attention to Azizah, made everyone very happy and began to accept Humaira at her house.

"You're so lucky to get a replacement doctor like that girl, mom. He's so considerate of you." said the Emir.

"You're right, I'm very lucky. If only I had a son I would match my son with Humaira." Azizah said, making everyone instantly speechless when she heard him.

"Why are you confused mom? When Altan comes home later, you can introduce him to Humaira." Ulya said.

"I won't let a girl as good as Humaira fall into the wrong hands" Azizah said in her heart.

While in her room, Saffiya receives a call from her mother. He sent a driver to pick him up. At that time Saffiya also refused his meeting with his mother. Tonight his mood is not good. She doesn't want her mom and dad to know what really happened to her relationship with Sean. Hearing her daughter's rejection, the mother felt very sad. Saffiya hung up the phone shortly. She was feeling very hot, she went to the kitchen to grab a drink. While in the kitchen, Saffiya saw Humaira who was busy cooking food.

"Ekhm!" Hearing that voice, Humaira immediately turned her body.

"You here?" ask Humaira.

"Of course, this is my home anyway. I should have asked you, why are you here?"

"Grandma's blood pressure went up, and she hasn't eaten since. I'm making food for him." Humaira replied.

"What are you planning to do in my house?" asked Saffiya cynically.

"Whatchu mean? I don't understand."

"Of course, whatever it is I will make sure all your plans will not work." whispered Saffiya.

"You are a very respectable woman, also educated. But you don't seem to know how to thank someone who saved your life" Humaira said.

Saffiya was very upset by Humaira's words. He spilled the soup that Humaira had just served until it hit his hand.

"Aww!"

Suddenly the waiter came and saw everything Saffiya had done to Humaira.

"Are you okay, doctor?" ask the waiter.

"He can treat his own wounds. Go back to work!" saffiya looked intently at the servant and walked away.

"This injury is nothing miss, I will make you hurt even deeper when your husband falls into my arms" Humaira said.