When Love is Tassified
Chapter 1 - Prologue
For some people, graduating from school is the most anticipated and happy thing. Where every child wants a school to study, looking for as many friends as possible, many things also want to know when in adolescence.
But sometimes for some people school is not the main thing in order to get a material that you want to achieve. Many left school when economics was not possible.
But, the luck of one of these young men is the most grateful thing. Having complete parents, Father, and Mother who are always beside him to make a man named Muhammad Azriel Alfauzi become one of the exemplary students with all his achievements.
Cheers of applause accompanied the steps of the handsome young man who was dazzling with his nose bangir, and also his sharp and clear eyes.
The proud smiles of his parents were able to accompany Azriel's steps to walk towards the podium in front of them, when Muhammad Azriel Alfauzi's name was called the champion of the twelve general class.
With steady steps, Azriel climbed one step at a time and stood among the ranks of the other disciples. Congratulations to him were said by the teacher who rewarded Azriel for her success as the twelfth general champion.
"Congratulations, dear Azriel," said the headmaster as he gave Azriel his gift.
The man received it, and his right hand welcomed the master's hand and kissed him as a sign of respect and devotion to the teacher. "Thank you, sir. It is also thanks to the Father and other teachers who always guide me" Azriel said.
And a few moments later, the prize-sharing event was over. The disciples had already come back down and also returned to their respective seats.
Azzura and Azzam who happened to be present due to an invitation from the school took pride in their first son.
"Congratulations dear, Mother is proud of you. May you be able to practice all the knowledge you have and remain humble, son." Azzura smiled deeply behind her veil. His hands hugged the son he loved. Although not his flesh and blood, Azzura loved Azriel like a real child. It is evident from Azriel who also looks to love his mother.
"Thank Mother. Thank you for being the greatest Mother who has always been there for me and has always been the most extraordinary Mother. Thank you also for Mother's upbringing and the affection that Mother gave me. This I present to Mother" said Azriel, releasing her embrace and showing her the cup she was holding.
"Love, you're also Mother's greatest son."
"Keep me off?" chirps a beautiful woman wearing a hijab is snatching a manyun while draping her hands on her chest.
"You're great too, Khanza. You are both great" said Azzam rubbing his daughter's head.
KHANZA FATHARANI ALFAUZI, was the second child of Azzura and Azzam.
"Yes, Son. The three of you are the great children of Mother, the proudest, and the most dear mother" continued Azzura who was holding their youngest child who was still two years old.
As the afternoon progressed, the school farewell was over, all the students and parents left the place one by one.
"Mother, Dad, can Azriel gather at a friend's house first? One of Azriel's friends held a group of thanksgiving in her house and Azriel happened to be invited there." Azriel asked permission.
"By honey, but remember Dad, don't mess around there and you have to go home after the show is over." Azzam.
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Different place.
A beautiful girl with long black hair was struggling in the kitchen preparing food for her parents. Round-faced beautiful girl has round eyes with pliable eyelashes and black eyebrows neatly engraved, sharp nose and thin lips natural red, so good at playing every item in her kitchen.
The girl who is often called Naura is preparing a special menu for her mother. Nusantara culinary cuisine to welcome the birthday of the mother. With great pleasure and joy, Naura cooked with all her heart. Until a while has passed, the cuisine made by Naura is ready to serve.
"Finally it's done too. Just arrange to the plate and then prepare it to the table," said Naura while rubbing a sweat coat on her forehead using the back of her hand.
"Hmm it smells good, cook what?" asked a tall man suddenly behind Naura. A grown man of his mother's age.
The beautiful eighteen-year-old girl who had just graduated high school was shocked by the sudden arrival of the man who was greeted by Om.
"O-Om! Since when is it here?" Naura shifted her body position to the side, she was uncomfortable being near the man. The man who just got married to his mother about two weeks ago.
"just now. Looks like your cooking is all good. Can you taste it pretty? But Om wants you to serve Om, Naura." The man's hand wanted to touch Naura's cheek, his eyes were looking at the naughty teenage girl who was very seductive in his eyes. Naura avoids, she feels uncomfortable over the existence of men who are often greeted Bara
"Sorry Om, but Naura cooks this to welcome the arrival of mother. Later if Om wants to be able to eat with mom." Naura doesn't want to serve brash men. Yes, according to Naura the man was very brash because he had dared to look naughty at him. "And please throw that naughty look at me!"
Bara's sharp eyes continued to look at Naura, she who had a hard nature and wanted to get what she wanted to feel angry at Naura's words.
Brak!
Bara's breaking down the dining table. Naura jumped in shock.
"So you don't want to serve me? I'm your mother's husband and you have to follow what I say. Don't bother me well, you're just as disrespectful as me, huh."
Naura did not want to deal with Om Bara, he was about to leave but his steps were blocked by Bara.
"Where are you going? Get out of here? I won't let you go before you answer my question!" Bara's blocking Naura's wrist.
"Let go of me Om! I don't want to answer anything unimportant!" Naura rebelled, trying to get rid of Bara's hand. Bara's aura looks very scary to Naura, she doesn't want anything else to happen that will make her mother angry.
"Look, you want to go. This time I won't let you out of here because today you will be mine." Bara grinned looking fixed face Beautiful Naura.
"I mean Om?"
