Like Adam & Eve (Azwa[R], I'M In Love)

37. Self-fact

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Day after day, curiosity kept tight and wondered if Azwa was right? although the heart wants to ask and pry about his true identity, but this tongue is confused to say. Azwar could not stand it, the other side he wanted to find out about himself, the other side he did not have the heart to ask Mom. fear that the woman he loves will be sad and down.

Today, Azwar decides to look for evidence in his mother's house, unbeknownst to him. Now that Azwar was in the residence, the first place he went to was his parents' room. Opening the wardrobe, storage drawers to all places.

Unfortunately, he did not get what he was looking for. Azwar thought hard, WAREHOUSE!! yeah, that's his last target.

Azwar traced every corner of the dark and uninhabited room, opening cardboard boxes one by one to search for hidden evidence. Until dozens of boxes he opened but he did not meet.

Azwar jostled in frustration, stunned for a moment to sit on his butt in an unused sofa. silent for a while while thinking hard.unintentionally he saw a box on top of an outdated closet. Azwar narrowed his eyes, is that where the item is??

Azwar stood up, took the box with both hands.

"What's this?" muttered The man

Azwar blows the dust that covers it. try to open the box that turned out to be locked by the owner.

"Oh!" He was upset. Seeking the wits to open the padlock, until he found a long iron, Azwar rushed to pick it up and began to push the iron into the padlock repeatedly.

Hard enough indeed, but hard work never betrays results. Azwar was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, he opened the box and was astonished to find some baby clothes lying inside.

"Built cloth, baby clothes, octopus, and-Oh God, this is-"

Azwar was shocked, he sat down limp and was silent for a moment. He can conclude all this, it turns out to be true said Azwa if he is not the biological child of Bu Ratna, the parents who raised him. Not feeling a circle of tears fell dripping his eye peluk, his heart slumped knowing the fact of him.

Azwar did not expect, the parents he loved so much were not his biological parents.if not he who had all this stuff, then who??? he was the only child in the family.

"What's going on? why was I raised by Mom and Dad? why didn't they raise me?? and now they're looking for me through Azwa" The man sobbed, crying for his identity.

Quite a long silence while hugging the baby clothes, and his feelings began to calm down, Azwar immediately left the house while carrying the evidence.

"What am I supposed to do? do I tell Mom now?" muttered Azwar while driving his car.

Incidentally this is Sunday, surely the woman is off work and is in her residence.

Before long, he arrived, Azwar stopped his car right in front of the fence. He went down, brought evidence and shifted the fence.

Tok

Azwa and Keysha, who were cooking the lunch, heard a knock on the door. They were silent for a moment, sharpening their hearing when the door was knocked back.

Tok tok tok tok

"Wa!! Azwa!!" shout Azwar.

Azwa's eyes widened, it turned out to be true, there was a guest knocking on the door of his residence.

"Yes!!" azwa shouted as she walked towards the living room.

Chequek!

Dugm!

Azwa was amazed to feel the heavy weight of the burly body that sprang to embrace him.His eyes were increasingly rounded to find this sudden attack in front of him.

Azwa frowned, as the embrace grew tighter and there was a slight sobbing behind her body.

Azwa let go of the embrace, finding teary eyes and tears in them. Azwa is stunned, though,

"You why? how crying?"

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