The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
103 You Will Not Replace Ayra
One day passed by a couple on the island of the Gods of Bali. The morning after breakfast they went to a unique market because when entering the market it was like in a labyrinth. Ayra who chose this place first they visited. Because he had just set foot on The Island of Gods for the first time.
Like a couple of lovers who are kasmaran. Bram kept holding his wife's hand. After touring some places Ayra bought some souvenirs for their nieces. Not to forget, for both parents. Until lunch time arrives. Bram invites the wife to enjoy lunch at a place to eat that has been prepared by the duo's assistant.
A traditional restaurant, Ayra and Bram enjoy their lunch at a Gazebo overlooking a beach. Betutu Chicken Menu is the choice of the wife of the CEO of MIKEL Group. Ayra who is a food lover who comes from processed chicken is very curious about the typical Balinese menu that must be tried for those who come to the Island of the Gods. Processed chicken with a mixture of various kinds of Balinese spices, making Ayra and Bram spend half a serving of Betutu chicken.
Satisfied to enjoy the beauty of the Thousand Pura Island. Bram took his wife back to the villa in the afternoon. When they finished doing the Ashar prayer, Ayra who just came out of the bathroom was shocked because she did not see the whereabouts of the husband. Before long someone knocked on the door. Ayra quickly put on her Gamis and hijab. He opens the door. There was a woman dressed as a receptionist. The husband sent a spa service to his wife.
Ayra, who had just invited the woman in, quickly picked up the phone from Bram. Because the ringtone of the cell phone she pinned to her husband was heard from the cell phone she put on the table.
"Assalamualaikum mas."
"Walaikumsalam Darling. I stayed a while. Enjoy Spanya. I wouldn't be strong if I saw you enjoying your spa Ay. Let me know when it's over. Love You Ay's.... "
".... "
"Aye.... I love You's... "
"Love You too my Hubby."
"Once more Ay....."
Ayra blushed. I whispered a little because there was someone else in the room.
"I love you too Hubby.... "
"I can be crazy because of my love for you Ay.... "
"Gom-Bal"
"Later tonight I prove whether I'm a tombal or not. Don't forget to pick it up after Magrib. Her clothes are ready in Ay's closet. See you my Lovely Ay Ay."
Ayra who just hung up her phone half bit the tip of her phone. Her heart seemed to beat irregularly because of the treatment and sentences her husband spoke. Ayra who was the first to experience this kind of feeling could only pray in her heart.
"There is nothing eternal in this life. Including a happiness, then allow the happiness that we currently enjoy timeless. Not lost by age."
With a simple look but still elegant, Ayra wore plain clothes and hijab just enough to cover up under her da-da. The chiffon color looks to fall sweetly on the hijab that Ayra wears.also adds brooch accents to the hijab of Bramantyo's wife.
Bram, who received a message from his wife that he was ready, had been waiting for his wife to come out of the villa. Ayra could only walk towards the black car while continuing to stare at Bram who was standing at the side of the open car door. A red carpet that Rafi prepared from the exit of the villa to Bram car made Ayra really fascinated. He felt like he was in a fairy tale he had read as a child in a Bo-bo magazine.
Arriving at a restaurant Bram leads the wife to the top floor. Bram booked a dinner at the roof top of one of the restaurants. But when going to eat Bram asked Ayra to open a tray of stenslis. When Ayra opened there was a beautiful Diamond ring.
"You want my heart to melt?"
"No. I want you to remember these good times. It's a gift for you Ay."
Bram put the ring on the ring finger of Ayra's right hand. Bram peeps at Ayra's fingertips. The atmosphere of the dinner was so romantic that Bram dedicated it to his wife. While they eat the sky is usually black, but this night continues to be decorated with light coming from lasers prepared by the duo assistant Bram.
...I-it's been...
When they finished with dinner. Ayra only resigned when getting off her husband's car riding his bridal style. The two netra Ayra widened when she saw her room that was full of roses now changed into jasmine flowers. The smell of fresh jasmine was as fragrant as in that room.
When the couple was finished with the obligation of prayer isya. Bram who from the afternoon when Ayra underwent a spa treatment, actually he returned to read the book that the wife had given him. Who peeling or discussing adab body-related husband and wife.
When Bram was holding Ayra. Ayra whispered to her husband.
"Mas remember there was a husband and wife who Ayra gave yesterday?"
Bram put Ayra's tiny body on a round mattress that has been decorated with jasmine flowers. Bram opens his wife's veil.
Bram quickly turned off the room's lights and followed his wife into the blanket. Only white sheets and blankets bear witness to the plenary kenik matan of two people who are drunk in love in a halal relationship and Worth worship, namely MARRIAGE. The longest worship in the world.
Bram began with a friendly whisper to his wife in a quite heavy voice. A seduction so that the wife has a passionate raat or the same so that from their efforts are presented smart children.
"You're Not Replacing Ayra dear."
That night Ayra got one happiness at the right time. Because Bram became a husband for Ayra completely by having been in the provision of ordinance, adab while listening. With a person who has become better. They even went through the night as directed. It is beautiful Islam, if every servant is always learning. Because all there is a demand for human life is willing or not to change and learn. Including wiping the intin section with a different tissue or cloth instead of one tissue or cloth, it is all in a book that was also studied by Bramantyo Pradipta's wife.
Ayra only smiled sweetly as her husband pulled her to the left. A signal that the husband hopes to be the one he just spilled on the halal fields in sira mi, born a daughter.