I'm Not a Wild Grass

Kids with Azki (POV Laila)

"Yes, I know where Mark went. And yes. I was the one who told Mark to leave without the knowledge of Ma'am La. "Azki replied in a relaxed tone.

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"A..what do you mean, Az?! So Mark is the same as you?!" I asked half a scream.

"Yes.and Nila too, if Mbak La wants to know," Azki replied again.

"Nila?!! Nila is the same as you?!!"

I exchanged glances with Papa and Darman as well. Papa then whispered softly.

"Calm yourself, La. Ask well. Where Azki and the children are now" whispered Papa.

"Az.. in. where are you and the kids now? I'll get them right now!" My words are full of haru. I forgot the fact about Azki who made Mark go. The focus of my attention right now is only that I have now learned that the children are with Azki.

"Why am I tired of taking them away, if I'm going to let them go with Ma'am La again?" Azki replied in a mocking tone.

"?!! What do you mean Az?" Ask me with a stifled anger.

"I'll take the kids away with me Ma'am. So obviously I'll take his drip away with me. If I let them live with Ma'am La, I'm afraid that they too will die like the old Erlan.." said Azki like a lecturer who was giving lectures to his students.

"What are you talking about, Az?! I don't understand your talk at all!" I'm looking for Azki.

"Ck.ck...ck to date, I'm absolutely astonished. What makes Erlan can love La Mbak. In my opinion, La Ma'am is nothing special. Idiotically. Sloppy. And unreliable!" Reverse Azki by phone.

"Sat bang! Shut your mouth, Az!" Frantically, Darman shouted at the phone in my hand.

"Oohh.. It turns out you guys are together right now? Well. good is. So you all know that the children will stay with me from now on. So don't expect you to see them again!" Papar Azki multimatum's.

"What do you mean, Az?! They're my kids! You have no right to take them away! That's his name abduction!" My growls are no less fierce than Darman was just a moment ago.

"Yes! Return Mark and Nila to us as soon as possible! Or we'll report you to the police!" Threat Papa.

"Well. That's obviously not what I can do, Om. They're Erlan's drops. So obviously I'm going to raise them to be Erlan-like. Om and all of you don't worry. I'll make sure the kids live healthy and safe with me!" Azki boasting.

"Dribbles! The drip! That's what you were talking about! Bang Erlan has died a long time ago, brengs*k! Don't take the deceased to this problem you're making, Az!" Cecar Darman is back.

"Erlan is alive! He lives in Mark and Nila!" Shouts back Azki.

"Crazy for you, Az!" Cecar Darman's.

"Az! Turn the kids over to me! They're my kids!" I threatened Azki again.

"Will not! Erlan could have been killed while together with Mbak La. Especially the kids who are small. The proof, Ma'am so easy his loss to Nila. And Mark too. Just keep them mak mak no becus! How can I trust this Erlan drop to Ma'am?! Don't expect me to give them back to Mbak!" Azki's screams sounded discordant over the phone.

"Brengs*k you Az! It's really crazy of you!" Cecar Darman's.

Papa then detains Darman from being angry with Azki. Papa also held me back from talking. Papa tries to talk to Azki in a calm voice.

"Son Azki. What exactly do you want? If we can talk about it all right, isn't that a better way?" Ask Papa with a wise word.

"Well.. Azki was most pleased with Om Ulum. You can always think critically. Unlike the two sons of Om who are rude and unreliable," said Azki.

"Hey!" Darman was just about to reply to Azki's curse, but Papa again held him back with a hand gesture.

After the atmosphere calmed down again, papa spoke again.

"Tell to Om. What do you mean bring kids like this, Az?"

"So, Om.."

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I, Papa and Darman looked at each other when they found Azki who did not continue his speech anymore.

Then I touch my phone screen. And we found out that my phone was dead because of lowbat.

"Curtain! Sia lan's! Put on my phone, brother!" Darman held out her phone.

"OK!"

I then immediately pressed the dial button on Azki's number on Darman's phone. Yet..

'sorry. The number you are calling is inactive. Or outside the service area. Please call a few more moments.'

The voice of the phone operator made me feel sad.

"Are you not active?" I'm flustered.

"Is the number right?" Ask Papa.

"Don't know, Pa. Laila's cell phone is lowbat."

"That's right, Pa. Darman still had a call with Bang Azki about a month ago" Darman explained.

"Keep why..?"

"Don't he deliberately block it? Or was his number just turned off?" Terka Darman's.

"How are the kids doing now?" I asked who.

"We need to go to the police, La. Now either. Explain to the police that we have the identity of the kidnappers Mark and Nila, too" Papa said.

"But if we report to the police, how will Azki hurt the children, Pa?!" I started to panic.

"Papa tasa Azki will not hurt children" said Papa.

"Where did Papa know that?" Ask me not to believe.

"Feeling Papa said so, son. It looks like Azki is obsessed with looking after the kids with her own efforts. We heard it ourselves from earlier. How does he always associate children with the late Erlan?"

"What does Papa mean?" Ask me not to understand.

"Papa suspected, like his Azki had a mental disorder, La. And he's obsessed with everything Erlan's related. Papa doesn't know. Trauma like what has been experienced by Azki to the extent that he adored Erlan in his life," said Papa.

Then I remembered the old story of Erlan. That Azki never witnessed for herself how her mother bun uh herself with both eyes of her own head.

It was only when he met Erlan that Azki's life began to change for the better.

'Is it because of the trauma of his past that makes Azki so like worshiping Erlan? And since Erlan is dead, then now the children are the ones who become Azki?!' my mind was busy guessing.

"If Papa is right, Mark and Nila are in danger right now!" Darman concluded.

And reluctantly, my mind also acknowledged the truth of my sister's words.

'Oh Allah, please take care of my two children!' my heart goes back to prayer.

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