The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
101 Welcome to Bali Ayra Bram
A very busy Wednesday for the assistant duo who had been pacing back and forth this afternoon looking for the need to give their boss their second most romantic honeymoon. Although the debate continues to color their communication until it ends will win Aisha in every debate.
Like when going to choose a color of fireworks is also a debate.
"Eh Fire fire. Everywhere if the fireworks are colorful to be interesting. If it's just red, it's not romantic."
"Yes, but let it be light. So later that Bu Ayra can see clearly that his name is above the dodol sky!"
"Basic Jones. That's why don't work mulu. Watch Drakor often to understand how romantic with women. It's not Mulu!"
"My love is jones. Elo Jotan's. Moss singles!"
"Mbak, Mommy. This so don't buy her? Which one did you buy?"
Lerai the owner of the lamp shop in one of the markets in Denpasar city."
"This is Bli."
"This one."
"This one."
"Okay two."
Aisha snorted in annoyance with Bram's assistant. Rafi is almost the same guy as Bram. There was hardly any time to date because he was so focused on his career that he did not have time to date. Moreover, working as Bram's assistant is very meticulous, discipline makes the energy and mind Rafi so terporsir.
But Bram's request, which does not want any mistakes and dissatisfaction when he wants to spoil his wife, makes Rafi raise her hand for the affairs of the bucin and romantic. He accepts the boss's advice to ask Aisha for help. But what happened was that they just kept arguing. From choosing a color, even when choosing the color of the room decor was again happening.
",O Lord, pity the woman who will be your wife for the Fire. You think Bu Ayra is a Limbad master so it must be all black."
"But Mr. Bram's favorite color is black and brown."
"Aaaahhhhh! It's up to your boss's taste and mood. Now what you want to make happy is Ms. Ayra. So focus on color, shape and everything that Bu Ayra likes. Understand you! can't you clearly read Mr. Bram's message?"
"Bruugh."
Aisha discards brown bed linen and black and white tablecloth. He asked one of the people he paid to help prepare a room in one villa. Even every corner of Aisha's room replace the flowers with Ayra's favorite lavender flowers.
Villa room located in Batu Belig Beach has now been conjured by the duo assistant even though one day they continue to argue and fight. Until finally they are waiting for the arrival of the boss who is being picked up by the driver they have been assigned to pick up Ayra and Bram.
Ayra and Bram departing from the residence of Umi Laila and Kyai Rohim have been on the plane for almost an hour and 57 minutes from the city of Soekarno-Hatta Jakarta to Denpasar. Finally they arrived at the airport I Gusti Ngurah Rai International Airport Bali. The airport is pretty quiet. Not only in the domestic arrival terminal, the international arrival terminal also looks quiet.
Ayra and Bram saw a man wearing a black suit holding a board bearing their names. Bram embraces his wife as if afraid of Ayra's disappearance while exiting the airport. On the way to the villa that the assistant duo Bram had prepared drew Ayra in his arms. They enjoy the night in Bali.
Bram who still feels in love with his wife is back to tease the wife.
"Tell me Ay. Where did you throw away that much fat? Ah it hurts so much my waist when I was holding you back then."
Ayra who was in the arms of the husband laughed a little.
"Mas is also evil why should Ayra's clothes be opened. It can be enveloped."
"Lohs. Good thing I quickly changed your clothes Ay. Your lips are blue. Your face is pale. Imagine if you used to do something. I'm also the one who's losing now. You should thank your husband."
"Don't get used to wondering, mas.,"
Ayra pinched the little belly of Bram. One thing he did reflexively. Because her husband always likes to dream and feel inferior in front of her.
"Alright, dear Ayra."
Bram who was drunk with love repeatedly kissed the back of his wife's hand with one hand he put on his arm.
"Sleep later when you wake up."
Ayra just closed her eyes. As usual he always read as much as possible when finished praying Isya. But he only did it in his heart. The trip takes a few minutes to get to the Villa that Rafi and Aisha have prepared.
Arrive at the Villa. Ayra who just got down from the car was so shocked by the sound of a strong bang and soon appeared a flickering light from the sky with a colorful color. A sentence that makes Ayra's heart more crowded because happy treated so romantic.
..."I Love You Ayra Khairunnisa's. Welcome to my Heart."...
Ayra's head looked at the sky that read her name. If all this time he who has never watched a Korean drama can only hear stories from his school friends or college about the romantic story presented by the Korean drama, which is, now he himself is enjoying like a Korean drama that his friends often say so sweet.
Bram raised his head. He was satisfied with the work of his assistant duo. Seen from the cheeks of the wife has been wet by tears.
"I'll give you a bonus."
Bram quickly carried his wife.
"Do you like Ay?"
Ayra nodded slowly but her tears still wet her cheeks.
When Bram step foot then followed by a lamp that will light up by itself to one villa door that there are 4 rooms. When the door opened Ayra was again blown away. He leaned his head against the husband's chest.
The view with almost in every corner of the room there are lavender flowers. The scent of lavender was very thick to enter the nasal cavity Ayra. Even the spread of rose petals formed into a road to deliver them to the room room.
When the door of the room opened, the sight that returned made Bram satisfied and Ayra unable to speak. A round bed with a mosquito net dangling from above accompanied by a sprinkling of roses felt in the form of writing.
...I & U Ayra...
No less add to the feel of the increasingly sticky honeymoon is a private pool filled with sprinkles of white roses and in the middle of it is shaped like a '️.
Ayra looked at the husband who was just smiling wryly.
"Is this what Ayra's friends often say so sweet mas?"
"You likey?"
"Thank you, man. May your love be timeless."
"May we age together to the death that separates Ay."
"May we be found in Heaven with our children and grandchildren."
"Aamiin's."