Mr Zen's Bed Partner

Chapter 118

In the afternoon after returning home from work, Azwar took the time to visit the restaurant near the hospital, he was still curious about the figure of the person who cooked his favorite menu.

The young man also began a mission to find the whereabouts of his mother and sister, because he felt Ica was already with the right person, who could take care of her well, as she was, he believes Zen is a good man who came as a helper angel to Ica.

While her mother and sister are somehow her fate, so it's been this week that she's embarked on a mission to find her second.

Azwar drove his motorbike to the restaurant, he asked who cooked the menu, he had been here several times but the person who cooked it had not entered work as well.

"Excuse me, did the chef who cooked this menu go back to work?"

"Already sir, want to meet? Come with me." Azwar nodded his head and followed the waiter into the kitchen, the waiter was no longer strange with the arrival of handsome young man who almost every day came here just to meet people who had cooked a menu.

"Bi, someone's looking for you." Call the maid to a middle-aged mother who stood her back to Azwar.

Her hair was tied to a midget, wearing simple clothes and wearing an apron in front of her body.

"Who?" The woman flipped her body, she was gaping as she saw who wanted to meet her.

"Mother.." Call Azwar soft, he knows the true taste and form of food that his mother cooks. Therefore he was sure that his mother worked in this restaurant.

"Azwar's? Are you back, son?" The woman wiped her hands and rushed to hug her eldest son.

"How are you, ma'am? Azwar has been coming back here since two months ago. Can we talk to you both first?"

"Surely, son, come on."

Azwar nodded and walked ahead of his mother, while the woman followed behind Azwar's strapping back after asking the head chef for permission.

Azwar took his mother to sit in one of the empty chairs by the window.

"How are you, ma'am?"

"Good mom, son, are you alone? How was your college?" Ask her mother enthusiastically.

"I'm also good, I can see for myself I grew up well. My college is also smooth and has graduated with pretty good grades." Answer Azwar.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that."

"What about Meisya, where is she?"

"May is gone, he hasn't been home for 10 days. Last time he said goodbye to attend his friend's birthday, but until now never came home." Obviously his mother, made Azwar frown.

"Why should? He's grown up, he'll be home by himself." Her mother's chirps made Azwar emotional. From the beginning her mother never changed, always selfish and uninteresting her children.

"Meisya is a mother's child or not? I see Mom's not like most moms in general,"

"You mean?" Ask her mom ketus.

"If the mother in general will be worried half dead if the child does not come home, if the mother instead the opposite."

"He's grown up Azwar, he knows the way home. After all, the child is useless, just fiddling with his behavior, lazy people do not want to work, to make mothers have to work in this place." Clearly her.

"So, after Mom sold Ica to a middle-aged man, then I want Meisya to take her place? You're also going to sell your own kids, for money?"

"If anyone wants to be the same Mei, why not? Nor did I sell your step-sister, because he was sheltering behind the back of a powerful man."

"Azzendra's? He gave me a decent job, a great salary." Cetus Azwar made his mother aghast in shock.

"Why can? The man was evil and arrogant, selfish as well. She's the one who made me a tramp, she kicked me and Mei out of your father's house."

"My dad? If I were Ica's father, it would be natural for Ica to take ownership of the house, because it was her father's legacy. Mother has no right to live there without Ica's permission. Because he's the rightful owner." Answer Azwar.

"You've always defended that selfless child, Azwar."

"Who doesn't know that Ica or Mama is Mei?" Azwar asked back to make his mother cornered.

"If your arrival is only to argue with Mom just because of that stepson, you better just go."

"Well, I'm going. Thank goodness I'm okay, excuse me. Good afternoon." Azwar again carried his bag on his back and left the restaurant, after ordering a portion of food for his dinner.

Azwar never thought, why his mother never changed, he was too selfish to be able to understand the suffering of his children.

"I thought my mother had changed, but it was the same. I'd better stay alone, I don't want to live with a mother like that, even if she's my own." Azwar muttered while shaking his head.

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still confused visual azwar😂