The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
108 Tones of Life
In the afternoon, Yasin and Tahlil will be held at the residence of Indira's grandmother. Bram again asked Rafi to take care of all the necessities for the event. While Bambang he asked to take care of MIKEL Group.
Seen Rafi pacing back and forth giving direction to the workers who stare at the chairs for the event later tonight. Not to mention the sight of several cars that still keep coming to deliver bouquets of flowers. Mourning.
While outside the house Assistant CEO MIKEL Group looks busy. The big boss of MIKEL group was enjoying the softness of his wife's hand on his forehead and head. From last night Bram felt a headache until this afternoon was still felt a headache next door. When Ayra's husband was about to take medicine from Krishna, the wife forbade him. Ayra offers to massage the husband's head.
Bram had twice felt the massage from his wife just according to it. At this time, Bram sat on a mattress with a silo position. Ayra stood on her knees, massaging her husband's forehead and temples from behind her body. Half an hour passed, after which Bram felt better.
The man who was comforted because his wife kept teasing him these few days. Until the sadness is slightly reduced due to the departure of her grandmother. Bram who used to be his childhood most memories with his grandmother compared to Beni and Bambang.
Like this time when Bram said it was good. The wife even wrestled behind Bram's body. Ayra placed her chin on Bram's shoulder and the hand she held on Bram's neck.
"Mas, too many tears yesterday. Don't get drawn into grief."
"Sad Ay grandma is a very good figure. From my grandmother I learned to think of the weak. Even the MIKEL group program in Kalimantan is one well village that has a grandmother. Grandma says if we ease people's affairs, our affairs will also be made easier.Sekarnahg can't do anything for grandma."
"It can still be mas. Maish can pray. Both men could ask for forgiveness for their grandmother. And continue the good of our parents. Glorify the parents who are still there."
While they were chatting, they heard music from outside the room. In front of Bram's room there is a piano. The piano was commonly played by Granny Indira and Helena. Bram also often plays the piano during school holidays.
"Who's playing the piano?"
"Helena. That must be Helena. She must have lost Ay's grandmother. That song my grandmother used to play."
"Yes mom also told me that Grandma was a parent to Helena. My grandmother was really good-hearted. He raised the orphaned Helena. Though Helena's parents are art in this house used to be yes mas.?"
"Yes Ay. That's why I and I are so close. I just think of him as a sister. But he often misunderstands. I haven't hinted at her affectionate words all this time. But it turns out he has more feelings for me. Can I ask for help?"
"What mas?"
"Consolve Helena. She must be thinking of her parents as well as grandmother. That song he used to play when he missed both his parents."
"I'm sorry this fragile heart. Ayra really understands that she loves Helena because she considers her sister. It was not like the whisper that was currently tempting Ayra's heart to anger."
Seeing Ayra pensive the husband regretted saying the sentence just now.
"Stupid you Bram. Ayra must be sad. You look at other women. She's your wife, you're asking your wife to calm the woman who clearly has a taste for you."
"You're angry Ay? I didn't mean to be-"
"Sstt. Ayra understood what I meant. If you do not keep the feelings of Ayra mas will certainly calm Helena herself did not ask for help Ayra. Ayra is just grateful that she wants to keep her heart and self away from things that can trigger her jealousy."
"Ah mas so lucky to have you Ay."
"Ayra is also lucky to have a husband who is so glorifying to women and people want to change better. Even the Adhan that I held when my grandmother's funeral was still ringing in the ears of Ayra mas. Ayra did not expect in a short time in Mas's cell to learn many things. Ayra wanted to thank her friend Mukhlas."
Ayra nodded her head. He rose from his position. He pulled his hair and put on a veil because there were still some workers and relatives of Indira's grandmother in the house.
Bram chose to close his eyes because a better head feels drowsiness. As soon as Ayra closed the door to her room, Helena sat on a bench while her fingers played keys on a piano that was quite old. Ayra, who saw that there was still a gap for herself to sit next to Helena, sat down next to Helena.
Ayra saw the paper that was open and there was a not-not-beam that she did not understand. On top of that note is written Someone you loved (already uploaded in Backsound charm Ayra Khairunnisa). A song Helena was playing.
Helena stopped her activities. He looked towards Ayra.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your break Ay."
The sweet smile that Ayra gave. Ayra tried to stick her fingers on the piano keys.
"Davis... Tiiinn. Yifeng..."
"Hehe.... I can't play the piano as beautiful as the tone you just played. The tone just now sounded beautiful and calmed Helena's heart."
Ayra wiped the tears that still flowed on the cheeks of her husband's best friend. He pulled Helena's hand until she touched the Tuts on the piano.
"You see Helena, like this piano. Consider each of these keys to symbolize a meaning of life.
Black tuts symbolize major tones and white keys symbolize minor tones. To produce a beautiful and harmonious musical tone even in harmony, you need both tones that come from the keys."
Ayra pulled Helena's finger until she touched the alternating black and white keys. Helena could only endure her cries.
"Everything is life. Think of these black Tuts as representing sadness or disappointment and white keys as representing pleasure or happiness.
Although most of us sometimes only want white keys in life and sometimes we refuse to accept the existence of black keys.
In other words, just want to accept pleasure without wanting to feel pain.
Then this piano of life will not feel beautiful and will not be complete without the presence of black keys. Rest assured it will all be beautiful if we follow the rhythm of this life."
"Hiks.Hiks.Hiks."
Helena was still sitting facing the piano. He rested his head on Ayra's shoulders.
"I don't have anyone anymore Ay."
One hand of Ayra stroked Helena's cheek. The other one held Helena's hand.
"I, Bram, Mama and Papa are your family. Don't you consider us your family? I'm actually just like you. But Umi Laila taught me to be a good person so that our parents there do not cry because we are her grandchildren who continue to transfer sin to our dead parents."
"Well, will you teach me how to pray?"