The Night

Chapter 94

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The roar of the car brought Aiyla to a grand mansion. Mustafa Othman, businessman and one of the richest and most famous people in the city.

The taxi car entered the spacious courtyard of Ali's parents' house in the style of a two-story classic. Every time she stepped foot, Aiyla always remembered her husband who first brought her into the grand mansion.

Now he is alone but there is a sense of happiness in his heart that now he and his son can be accepted in this magnificent big house.

"Welcome Aiyla" said Akhsal in front of him.

It turned out that the one who opened the door was Akhsal, making Aiyla's chest rumble, every one of these houses the thing she wanted to avoid was meeting the man who was now in front of her.

"Good afternoon Sir," replied Aiyla with a flat face.

With eyes that conditioned something that a brother from her husband should not have looked at.

"Why so rigid and formal, I am your brother-in-law, why don't you just call my name, " said the man still with the same eyes.

The meaning of the man before him contained a deep meaning, the man deliberately teased Aiyla. Akhsal was increasingly curious about the wife of his sister, an interest that used to this day.

In the corner of the room was seen the woman who was Akhsal's wife, staring and watching her movements from yadi. There was an ominous look in the woman's face.

The man did not realize that his wife had been standing for a long time and overheard a conversation between her husband and Aiyla. Akhsal does not care if now he is at home is not like a cafe with a woman at that time.

"Is that right, you're going to marry into the Ozturk family ? " Achsal asked with a look of a face that had turned to annoyance and anger.

By throwing a smile that adorned Aiyla's face. And was given to the man as the answer to the question.

"So it's true? " Achsal is full of emphasis.

A smile returned at the corner of his lips and left the man, but his steps came to a halt after a hand grabbed his wrist and held tightly.

"Answer my question!!! " Said Akhsal with the look of his sharp eyes

Strongly Aiyla pulled out her wrist that Akhsal was holding so that it slipped off. Akhsal did not expect that woman would dare to do that to him.

"Take me off... You're right I'm Ergin's woman, we'll be getting married soon, "Aiyla's spontaneous reply with annoyance and anger.

Walk quickly out of the living room. On one side she was separated from her husband and now on the other side had to face the wife of the useless man.

The roar of the chest grew increasingly agitated at the slander of a woman who stood casually as if feeling innocent after insulting Aiyla.

"Take care of your husband so as not to be out of your sight," snapped Aiyla softly but impressed firmly.

Walking leaves an unclear couple. He went to his son's room because he believed Azzam was there.

Surely the boy was playing with his grandfather. Since Azzam was recognized in this family, all the attention of a husband and wife poured out on the only grandson in the Othman family.

"Hey.... " Sapa Aiyla while smiling expands on her face.

Aiyla's voice stopped the three of them playing together. Mr. Mustafa and his wife returned smiles on their faces.

"Mom's son is playing, don't you want to go home? " Task Aiyla while pinching the boy's life.

Azzam just smiled feeling his nose is now flushed due to the gentle pull of his mother.

"Azzam actually still wants to be here, but I'm sorry that there are no friends at home" said Azzam made everyone there smile again.

The voice at the door turned out to be the voice of Azzam's cousin. They knew that Azzam would be picked up by Aiyla.

"Ayoo is with us, before we go home for ice cream. My mother bought us ice cream for the three of us" said one of Azzam's cousins, pulling the ladder.

Aiyla and a couple left in her son's private room. As seen from the contents of this room all complete. Azzam gets more at this house.

"Master... Madame...I hope you guys don't spoil Azzam too much, I don't want him to grow up to be a spoiled man and get everything easily without effort or work. I want him to grow up to be independent, hardworking and responsible for everything" Aiyla said in a soft but firm voice.

Seen on the face of the couple shows pride in what has been heard in the ears of both of them.

"You are indeed Aiyla's great mother, naturally Azzam has a good character because you taught her. Your words are correct, we are overwhelmed by the presence of the only grandson in the family." Miss Mustafa looked down on her face.

Seeing the two of them feel like they have done something wrong by hearing what just came out of her mouth made Aiyla uncomfortable.

"Mrs... I'm sorry if it makes you sad for what I said just now, " said Aiyla by grabbing the middle-aged woman's hand.

The middle-aged woman's eyes glazed over after lifting her previously downcast face and smiling even though a clear grain had seeped in both ends of her eyes.

"Why did we realize that you were a good and proper woman for Ali, if time could be repeated, then we would approve of your relationship. Of course it doesn't happen like it does today, Ali can be with us." Reveal the middle-aged woman with tears that had washed her face.

Seeing his wife crying, the man who was beside him hugged and removed the clear hair that wet his wife's face. Seen love and affection are clearly illustrated by the movements of the couple.

"That's it...There's no need for that. It's all my fault that being too stubborn and selfish keeps our son away." Reply Mr. Mustafa with reddened eyes holding back tears.

Looking at the two middle-aged people who felt regretful and looked like they had lost their dearly cherished son. It flashed back to Aiyla's heart and mind about her husband's status in this extended family. Ali gained more affection but he was not their son but the son of their loved ones.

"Master... Who is Ali in this family? " Aiyla asked in a soft voice.

The two of them simultaneously stared at Aiyla. A look beyond the expectations of the two of them.