The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
100 Brams and his Black Suit

When finished the Dzuhur prayer, Bram was embraced by Kyai Rohim. He was invited to the terrace of the house to talk. They chatted on the milk-brown carpet. Bram who will not waste the opportunity when no one is quick to express his heart to kyai Rohim.

"Ehm. Abi, I would like to apologize for some of my attitudes and words that may have been inappropriate or polite."

Kyai Rohim enjoys coffee into the sweet black condensed that Umi Laila has prepared in front of Kyai Rohim.

"Hehehe... Abi has forgiven you Bram. Abi just told you in the first household desk let's not look up, but look down. If we have a hard time looking down, there are still many more difficult than us

Second, do not be far from the clergy and shalihin. Approach them, take suggestions from them, follow their footsteps to increase supplies so that the household life is more harmonious

Third, do not forget to pray with the prayer given by the Prophet to his friend, Anas Bin Malik which covers three things. First, ask to be blessed with his age. Second, ask for the life of the world. Third, bless our sons."

"Yes Bi. I'll go through and remember A-Bi's message."

"God willing.say inshaallah Bram."

"Yes Bi. God willing I will remember."

"Don't feel inferior in front of your wife. You meet it also with the permission and destiny of God then deserve ourselves for our partner and intend to worship."

Long enough they talked on the porch until Kyai Rohim remembered if there was anything he wanted to return.

"Wait a minute Bram has someone who wants Abi to return it to you long ago Abi kept it."

Soon Kyai Rohim appeared with a black plastic. He put it in front of Bram.

"If you're apologizing. Now Abi wants to thank you."

Bram scrunched his forehead. Kyai Rohim glanced at the black crackle bag he handed Bram. When he opened, he saw a black suit that was still well-groomed and good. But the size is a little small if for him to wear now.

"Whose suit is it, kyai?"

"Hehehe."

Bram took out a single paper in his front pocket. His eyes were wide, he saw his business card. He remembered it was an example of a business card Rafi gave him and he did not like the model and the color. Until he asked for a new one. Instantly his memory of the events almost 10 years ago appears.

He remembered how he had saved a girl with the body Drum and since then he asked Rafi at that time to find out about the girl who turned out to be the news that Rafi got if the girl was an orphan.

Until then Bram who is still innocent and feels guilty for stealing a kiss from an unconscious girl, as well as pity because it turns out the girl orphan. So the idea to provide scholarships from his company for orphans and achievers was sparked. Four orphanages in four provinces were also on Bram's initiative.

Bram looked at Kyai Rohim questioningly.

"Did Ayra drown a few years ago Abi?"

"Hehehe.... You just remembered it?"

Bram swallowed his saliva violently. He felt played with by destiny. He did not think that his wife was the Drum girl he had saved and he stole his kiss.

Kyai Rohim laughs softly and returns to tell her why she asked Bram for Ayra.

"You know since that incident. Ayra was crying every night. He often even found his tears because he felt sad. He felt like he failed to keep something that he expected only halal people to do. Who has the right to see what you should see.

Abi has always prayed his best ever. But somehow everyone who proposed to Ayra there was no sign of any Istikharah Abi. But when the late Amir came, Abi's istikharah's answer referred that the deceased was the best person to be Ayra's companion. Turns out Amir's answer brought you here. Everything that happens on this Earth has been arranged."

"Why doesn't Abi speak the truth?"

"You think your heart that was still hard at that time will accept Ayra? accept Abi's excuse? Sometimes there is an explanation that we don't need to explain. We just need some time to talk. So is a question."

"Did Ayra already know about this suit?"

"When he saw the hue of his face, he looked at Abi who had just arrived earlier. He seems to know something that God has not revealed. Abi hapal was right your wife's expression. Including his expression when he just arrived."

"Where meet your wife and give me this suit."

Bram pamit in Ayra's room. When the door opened the wife was not in the room. Bram's gaze was fixed on a picture frame. Zia took it down from the wall and she looked at the photo of the wife sitting in a sarong and a hijab dangling from her chest.

Ayra's distinctive smile with a different face and body. Bram wipe the picture frame.

"So you're Ayra the Drum Girl I once saved. Ah I feel played by Ay's destiny."

"chuck."

The sound of the door opening. Bram quickly turned around. Ayra who entered quickly opened her Hijab. She hung her headscarf on the hanger behind the door. Bram quickly approached his wife. Bram who was standing in front of his palace pulled Ayra's hair pigtail.

The fragrance from the wife's hair infiltrated Bram's chest cavity. He looked at his wife's face.

Ayra who does not know if her husband has known one secret of their first meeting is still ordinary. He was not surprised by the eyes and full gaze of the husband's longing to him.

"Goup."

Long enough Bram let their position so. Bram closed both of his neutrals. He imagined what happened ten years ago. The truth is he always remembers his first kiss with Ayra. He often remembers those moments. Until he decided to have a romantic relationship with Shela who was long enough to approach him.

He did it because Shela was fat and auditioned for the challenge of being beautiful in 150 days. Until he can be slim. At the audition Bram was one of the judges because he was an investor in the reality show.

Until one incident Bram and Shela are trapped in the elevator and Bram again feel the sensation of kissing with Ayra. Until when Shela expressed her love when she had become beautiful and famous made Bram accept the beautiful and famous model.

One taste for the relationship he built with Shela at the time was derived from one taste for the one person who now occupies a special space in the heart of Bram, Ayra. That woman was actually the initial source of how Bram felt his first kiss.

It's like everything's gonna be beautiful in time. Now she is reunited with Ayra who is not only intelligent, but also has a beautiful face and a small body but quite contained to make her quite sexy in the eyes of her husband.

Bram broke his embrace.

"Was your lips this is very tempting. Am I the first to enjoy it? and you're also the first one to enjoy my lips, Ay."

Ayra looked at her husband. She understood what her husband said. She knew that her husband knew about their lives. Until they are tied up in marriage as it is today.

"People only two nights ago it was like being able to sleep peacefully and soundly without worrying about being overshadowed by guilt because this self had been seen that should not have seen Ayra's aura. Ayra is so happy. Because sleeping in the arms of the first person opens something that should be enjoyed when we are halal. But you stole the start. Thank God we are fooled."

"Can you be honest?"

Ayra nodded slowly.

"Mas didn't just steal a look but also two kisses from you back then."

Both of Ayra's netra grew and her lips she held with one hand.

Bram continued to step forward and pushed the wife until Ayra was wedged between the wall and the husband's body.

"Tomorrow mas will and want to enjoy every inch that you have covered and keep for the mas. Thank you for taking good care of yourself for that mas-."

Ayra silenced the mouth of her husband who still felt inferior when in front of her.

"Have you prayed?"

Bram rubbed his wife's tiny lips.

"All about jimak, I was learning. Tomorrow, I Will practice it with you honey. I'm crazy about your lips Ay. Give me your kissing again please."

[Everything about the mass I've studied it. Tomorrow, I'll practice it with you baby. I'm crazy about your lips Ay. Give me your kiss one more time.]

They enjoy the beauty of making out after marriage. Even a gaze from a loved one is able to warm the chest cavity. Especially touch by touch.