The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
106 Processor Love Ayra
Glug.
Bram swallowed his saliva violently. A photograph of a size large enough to welcome him and Ayra into the room. A photo taken when Bram was about to leave for America. Where Helena kissed Bram's cheek from the side while glancing at the camera. Bram smiled broadly at the camera.
Bram quickly walked up to the photo.he dropped the photo and quickly put the photo behind the closet. Ayra pretended to be calm. He realized that it was the husband's body. He walked towards the bed measuring 160 x, 200. Ayra opens her Hijab, she uncovers her long hair. He took a comb from his little bag.
Bram who understands the look on the face of the wife that the wife is not okay after seeing the photo just now. He does not blame Ayra, he is happy because Ayra is jealous.
"Aye.... "
Bram sat next to Ayra. Ayra turned her head and smiled sweetly towards her husband as a hunk of heart was hot. When the heart wanted to scream, two eyes saw clearly the happy smile of the photographed husband. Satan is very good at baiting wives to raise their voices to the husband under the pretext of jealousy. Ayra was holding back the anger that had entered the room from jealousy.
It was as if Satan was so happy to make use of Ayra's mood. There was a little feeling of hatred for the husband, as if the climb last night was not sweet until the whisper of the heart asked the owner of the face not to present a sweet smile to the husband when struck by anger and annoyance.
"Here is help."
Bram took the comb out of Ayra's hand. He gave his wife long hair. He climbed on the bed and stood on his knees on the bed. He combed the wife's hair.
"You're jealous Ay?"
Ayra took a deep breath.
"Which wife does not feel the heat of her heart. When both eyes see the portrait of her husband smiling happily when his cheeks on the ke/cup so friendly by other women. Even if it's just mass. How clever the devil toying in the hearts of every wife when struck by jealousy mas."
"Cry not to be held back."
Ayra's shoulders shook. The sound of crying was soft, Bram was still combing his wife's hair. After Ayra's hair had been tidy Bram got off the seat. He sat on his knees before Ayra. He lifted Ayra's chin. He wiped away the tears that flowed down Ayra's cheek with the tip of her thumb.
"Ay, Even though I'm not a good man. But I love you in a good way. You or I can't erase my mass. But we can carve out our future just about me and you. I'm sorry for my time back hurting your heart dear."
This time it was a gentle rub that Ayra gave to the husband's face. He removed it with one finger when there was a liquid at the end of his eye patch that almost fell.
"I'm sorry Ayra mas. How clever the devil hides in the heart of every man. Until it will appear when the cracks are present. Ayra is almost washed away, Ayra forgets that a wife should be able to manage the heart from excessive jealousy.
Ayra did not ask masalalu mas. Ayra will be the future of the mas until the mas will not turn to remember the masalalu mas with any woman"
"Owh So sweet Ay."
"Hehehe.... "
Ayra who just saw the face of her husband Bram made as blank as possible with her cold face made the wife laugh and pinched both cheeks.
"You are quick to laugh, quick to cry. How many processors are you, honey?"
This time it was Bram's turn to laugh and pinch Ayra's one cheek.
"Quadrat Love Processor for Ayra's husband who is willing to be patient to face every attitude and nature of the wife who sometimes changes rapidly. Hehe..."
Ayra held both her hands around Bram's neck. He looked into the face of the beloved heart.
[I love you no matter what you are, I love you no matter how you are]
"I really love you Ay. You think you don't memorize the lyrics, and the meaning of the song you sang for the mas on MIKEL Group's anniversary?"
Ayra's two eyebrows moved and lifted. As Bram lifted Ayra's chin with his right hand.
"Saqoitil hubba fii qolbii bihusnil fi'li wassamti
yaghiibus sa'du in ghibti wa yashful 'aishu in ji'ti Ayra dear.
[You shower the love in my heart with your beautiful temperament. My happiness disappears when you disappear. My life made light when you were there. Ayra Sweetheart]
"Keep this way. Don't leave me alone when I'm in doubt. Keep doing this, don't blame me when I need to be understood."
"And you go on like this, always trying to calm your heart first when there is hate when something is wrong in your husband. There's no husband to talk to if you're girls putting your emotions ahead."
"Then yesterday who often had emotions?"
Ayra moved both her eyebrows up and down.
"You said don't talk about it. This then? you're getting naughty now Ayra...."
Ayra was made not warty because the husband landed his fingers on the stomach and waist Ayra so inevitably Ayra tried to hold the sound of laughter from the taste of the gel. But inevitably the sound of laughter had come out too to make a pair of ears that accidentally put their hearing in front of the room door a little filled.
"You guys are a really compatible couple. Bram who used to dislike childish people gets you mature in the attitude of Ayra. Maybe this is what keeps me from being a match for you Bram, I was never able to mature like Ayra when my emotions came."
Helena resuscitated her body at the door of Bram's room. He who intends to give a new pillow and blanket undo his intentions. He was glued for a moment in front of Bram's room door.
Without Helena aware that the sound of Bram's laughter from behind the room is no longer heard. The sound of Bram's laughter because it managed to make the wife cry because of the amused and the gesture of the wife who asked for forgiveness. Bram knew that the wife did not dare to scream because of the amused in the room.
When Helena was just a few steps away from the room. The bedroom door opened and a hooded female figure came out from behind the door. Ayra who saw Helena wiped away her tears and heard Isaac crying. Ayra quickly held Helena's hand, Ayra pulled Helena's hand onto a balcony. They're sitting on the balcony upstairs.
They sit next to each other.
"Helena. I know you feel pain for the taste you have."
"..... "
"Helena. The soul is like fruit. He will cook when the time comes. If the fruit is not cooked, it will taste sour.
And if it's sour, maybe the fruit will not be eaten. Because in addition to gummy, unripe fruit can make stomach pain.
Likewise, if the fruit is not old and then in the carbide to cook prematurely. As a result the fruit will cook but it does not taste good because it is forced to cook. So waiting for a soul mate arrived is like we wait for the fruit that will cook, later it will come alone time.
As long as the fruit is not ripe it will be better for you to busy yourself preparing a tool to eat the fruit was Helen. It's worth it for the soul mate you want Helena. He will come when you are ready to eat him when he is sweet and he is ready for you to eat."
Helena quickly hugged Ayra. He was crying in Ayra's arms. Two women who should be insulting each other who should win each other's sympathy for the man they both love is now a place to share in mutual grief at heart.