The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
134 The Tragic Genesis of Nuaima and Munir

When Munir wants to increase the speed of his car, Pak Bagas car is getting closer to slightly nudge the side of the car driven by Munir.

"Bruugh."

"Astaghfirullah's.... "

Munir and Nuaima simultaneously beristighfar because their bodies slightly move to the left side. Luckily, Ayra did not wake up from her sleep. Princess Munir and Nuaima are so cute under a pink blanket.

Munir who occasionally looks at the car Pak Bagas. He saw Mr. Bagas open the windshield of his car and yell at him. But he ignored. He drove his car by adding speed. It was not long before Nuaima's phone rang. Nuaima took it from the small bag that was on top of her lap.

As he pulled the phone out of his small bag, he saw Mr. Bagas' name on the screen.

"Mas.... "

Nuaima showed the phone screen towards Munir.

"Turn it off, baby. Just turn off your phone. We'll change the new number tomorrow. Take it easy, I won't let him bother you."

But immediately the face of Munir changed a little Peak when it was near the bend. He stepped on the brake pedal but for a very long time the brake was working. He feels a little strange. The brake he was pushing didn't work as usual. He tried positive. Maybe because he was driving that car too fast.

Succeeded through a corner that is not too winding, though, Munir again had to increase the speed of his car when Pak Bagas Kembali pempatkan his 500 million car to Munir car which only cost under 200 million.

"Bruugh."

"O God does he want to kill us."

Munir turned to look at Mr. Bagas. The man was still staring at Munir.

"Astaghfirullah's.... Save us Rabb. Protect us Rabb."

When Munir wants to open his car glass because Mr. Bagas continues just like talking through his car towards Munir. But Nuaima, who did not want Kemabli's husband provoked, forbade Munir to open the glass of their car.

"Don't mas. Let it. He just wants to provoke emotions. Just focus on the front."

Munir nodded his head.

"Help my dear prayer."

As Ayra cried, Nuaima opened her seatbelt. He wanted to take Ayra who was crying because she woke up probably due to the impact just now.

"Don't Ai. Just wait a minute. Ayra's safer in her chair. Find a safe place to pull over. Put your seat belt on again Ai. It will increase speed. May God protect us from those who have evil intentions."

"Aamiin's."

Nueva quickly returned to her position. But his head repeatedly turned towards Ayra.

"Oh Allah what is this feeling. Save us Rabb. Protect us."

"Calm down Ayra, be patient, son. Ayra's smart. So patient people, son.... Son's a smart mom."

Nuaima's one hand held Ayra's toe out from under the blanket. But the sound of Ayra's cry became more and more. The baby who is usually rarely fussy, this time crying so hard. Even the cries that usually never have tears. Now we see tears wet both cheeks padlocked Ayra.

Nuaima's heart was also like sliced. Again he wanted to take Ayra to appease the baby but Munir again forbade it. When Nuaima returns, she will open her seatbelt.

"Wait a minute baby."

Munir increased his speed and Bagas's pack car re-attached to Munir's car. And Munir's car again crashed on the left side of the road which is still a lot of forest.

"Ciiiii."

"Bruugh."

"It's crazy what Bagas is. He wants to kill us?"

Munir's speed is back. In front of us was a car overtaking a bus. Then Munir who tried to reduce his speed stepped on the brakes. How shocked Munir when he stepped on the brake pedal many times. There was no sign that the car was going to slow down.

Until he slammed the steering wheel to the left until the right car rubbed against the bus that had overtaken the truck.

"Sreeeeeeee."

The sound of the car was due to the friction between Munir's car and the bus.

"Handle Ai.....!"

"Astaghfirullah's..... Maaaa...."

Nuaima lowered her head, she held both ears. Munir is still staring at the road and trying to control the wildness of his car because of the blong brakes.

"Alhamdulillah..... "

When they made it through the bus, Munir was still thinking of ways to stop the car. He didn't say anything. He is still trying to save himself and the people he loves.

"Alhamdulillah..... Keep the car. Mr. Bagas' car is no longer visible to the public."

Nuaima who from earlier looked towards the back to make sure that Mr. Bagas' car had not followed them.

"Yes dear."

Nuaima wants to take Ayra who is right behind Nuaima.

"Don....."

nuaima's wrist was held by Munir.

"Let Ayra there, honey. Ayra's safer there, God willing."

"But he was crying.... "

"Sometimes to understand the meaning of life and survival we have to cry Ai. Ayra will be a strong princess like you. It won't be easy to cry. Let her tears today be witnesses for her mother and father to wade through life together."

Munir's voice sounded a little anxious and the tip of his eyes was watering.

"Mas.... Why not reduce the speed?"

"...... "

Tears soaked Munir's cheeks full of life's struggles. Because from childhood he went through a life that is heavy enough to achieve success like now to get his S2 glass and become a lecturer at one of the leading universities in Indonesia despite still being a contract status.

Even he had laughed at his best friend when he would intend to propose to Nuaima because physically they are not appropriate. Munir who is not too handsome but quite sweet and eye-catching is considered unworthy to be a companion Nuaima who has many advantages in the outer and inner appearance.

He eventually married a woman named Nuaima. The perfect woman Dimata Munir. Not only beautiful, but also smart, not only that Akhlaknya able to add inner beauty to Ayra's mother. When many men are mistreating their wives. She managed to ask him only two questions from Nuaima when he made his proposal.

"Have you ever dated? Are you a man who wants polygamy?"

Two questions that Munir answered with the word no. Without a second meeting. His application was immediately accepted Nuaima only asked for a dowry of 4 Gram gold.

All the good memories come back to Dimata Munir. Tears wet his cheeks.

"Mas.... "

A gentle swipe from Nuaima's hand was able to make Munir aware of his daydream.

"Ai. I love you..May we meet in His heaven. Forgive me if I am wrong with you. I cannot be a good priest for you. Mas Ridho will do everything you do. No pain in this heart will be your every action."

"Goup."

Munir kissed Nuaima's hand. He held that hand. One hand is still focused on the steering wheel.

"Mas.... What's up?"

"The brakes are Ai's blong."

Munir's voice choked. He did not dare to look at his wife.

"Astaghfirullah's..... "

Nuaima's left hand held her chest.

"We'll be fine. God will protect us... "

Nuaima's voice sounded hoarse like someone was about to cry. Nuaima pulled his hand from Munir's grasp and put it in his pocket. He turned the wooden prayer beads given by Munir when they first went to the holy land as a wedding anniversary gift from both parents of Nuaima.

"Everything that happens on this earth is by your permission. Then let us still gather together to prepare our provisions to face you Rabb. And when that time comes may we be among the believers. Aamiin's."

An uneasiness of Nuaima's heart poured into the room of her heart. He still felt a lot of sin in him. It's not enough to meet the angel Izrail. Still very afraid if all members of his body are held accountable in the grave.

If in this world the self can still run away or avoid the police or the law then it will not apply in the narrow tomb. Nuaima is very afraid if he belongs to the class of beings who do a lot of sin or misakan.Rasa fear of the provisions brought home is not enough to face his Rabb, Where someone who is dead is only able to surrender to a fate that can not be changed. There will be no point in wailing in solitude there. Because no one will be merciful to him.

Only the regret of being deceived by the pleasures of the world is momentary. There remains the hope of Nuaima if he really can no longer survive the condition. The treasure he left behind and his son Sholeh if Ayra survived.

So quickly Nuaima sent a message to Kyai Rohim's Mobile.

..."Brother, I'm putting Ayra on you....."...

It was not finished that Nuaima typed the message that Munir shouted and Nuaima quickly sent the sign 'Send to Kyai Rohim's mobile number."

"Da...... Astarghfirullah.... "

"Mas.... "

"Ciiiii..... "

"Braaaaac."

"Braaaaac."

"Bruugh."

"Ooeeeeeee..... Oeeeeeee..."

"Tin."

The message was sent to Kyai Rohim's cell phone. With the sound of Ayra's crying.