The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
140 Pak Uban and Repent
Uban finally opened his voice. He turned out to be a paparazzi for Mr. Bagas to follow Nuaima. He will photograph some of Nuaima's activities. Even Nuaima's holiday Mr. Bagas got what his marketing manager was doing.
Until Pak Uban quite poultice and understand the face of Nuaima. Until enough with some time crying because of the feelings of each finally Pak Uban open the conversation.
"Your faces are very similar. Your characters are very similar. What distinguishes you is just one of the physical possible postures. Your mother is taller."
"Who is Mr Bagas?"
"He's your mother's boss working."
"Is he still there?"
"Yes, he's still there. I don't know if he's seen me a few times and looks so sorry for the moment of the fateful incident. He actually wanted to tell your mom and dad about your father's vehicle that I had sabotaged hours earlier. But he said he didn't save your mother.
Because of that incident, he no longer hired me. Until I entered the abyss of sin. Because the opium about the illegal stuff makes me lose everything. Wife, son and future."
Pak Uban's voice sounded raucous. Ayra who was quite shocked by the news did not say much. His eyes. His voice sounded bad-headed because of the fluid that clogged his nose.
"I beg your pardon. I feel like my life is in this world soon. The bandage in this hair and my health condition that now often hurts, quite reassuring me if I do not have much time. Same with Mr. Bagas. He heard I had stage 4 cancer."
"Nduukk.... "
"Maybe this is one of the ways God loves me and you sir. He gave me a lot of trials at the beginning of my marriage. Until my husband had to serve his sentence in this place. I finally knew the truth in the past. And Allah has brought you together with my husband so that there will be no remorse in your heart if the end comes. Do not worry about this feeling of heart, for the best of the sinner is the one who immediately asks forgiveness from Allah, the Most Forgiving."
Ayra looked at Pak Uban quite calmly. He saw that the man regretted his actions. It even looks from her eyes that are swollen from crying. Then Mr. Uban also felt this good opportunity he did not waste when he met Kyai Rohim.
"Well how do I repent so that my repentance is accepted by Mr. Kyai Rohim?"
"Call Kang just so it's better. Our age doesn't seem to be far away."
"Ah. I don't deserve Kyai sir. You and I are like heaven and earth."
"The noblest man is the most pious. Not that I wear a pecis wearing a lecture holster to and fro, teaching and then my position in the eyes of God is higher than you sir."
"What's that, Mr. Kyai?"
"The accusation fulfills our various obligations and shunned maksiat. If I may quote a lecture of scholars in the land of Java. Live as the Messenger of Allah in the end of this age. With us not acting it's already amazing sir."
Pak Uban looks like a beard.
"Will my repentance be accepted by God?"
"There are three things you can probably do in a day. First, regret the mistakes made. Second, abandon wrongdoing under any circumstances and thirdly stipulate or promise not to repeat similar deeds."
Kyai Rohim glanced towards Ayra. He who understood that his son was sad then he took Mr. Uban to another place.
"Sir. I want to smoke. Let's go that way. We can share experiences and stories."
Several times Kyai Rohim played his eyeballs to the left-right until Pak Uban understood the intention of Kyai Rohim. He agreed until he apologized to Ayra again and Ayra just nodded slowly and smiled.
"May I also be forgiven every sin I committed consciously or unconsciously sir."
"Thank you son. I promise you, I'll take care of your husband as long as he's here. You must be healthy and patient. Hihah... Hey big boy, miss you to your wife. You know son. He keeps me awake almost every night. Because you often want your name. Hihah... "
"Sir Ubaaannn.... !"
"Mass..."
Pak Uban quickly followed Kyai Rohim who first left Ayra and Bram. Because he could see both of Bram's eyeballs like they wanted to come out while looking at him.
Many times Ayra took a breath and exhaled it.
"Still claustrophobic of his chest?"
"No."
"Really?"
Ayra nodded slowly. He saw a green bag containing a box of rice that had fallen had been taken Pak Uban. He opened the green bag.
"Mas really asking for this?"
Bram who heard his wife's voice still shady quickly picked up a tissue.
"Blow"
But Bram's hand first pinched his wife's nose with a tissue.
"Blow.... Or am I going to push it on?"
"Maaass.... "
"Blow up Ayra Khairunnisa my beautiful, sweet wife...."
Ayra's face blushed. She finally obeyed her husband's will.
Bram threw the tissue into the plastic.
"I want to be fed. "
"Mas. Shame on many."
"So there's no shame in crying sobbing in my arms."
"Maaaat.... "
"Yes Iaaaang..."
Ayra shook her head and immediately washed her hands. He feeds Bram with a menu of tempeh penet made by Kyai Rohim himself. Because when Ayra will make it. Umi Laila forbids. Because usually the desired taste is clearly the first time eating the food. And when Bram ate the tempeh, it was Kyai Rohim's cooking.
"Nake?"
Bram chews slowly because he enjoys the taste. His head looks mangosteen.
"Hmmm.... Tasty... I've been imagining eating tempe this penyet Ay. Honey there's no plate for her.
"Remain?"
"Yes that.... Subtitles."
"Hehehe.... Not Ulet Maaasss. U-L-E-K-A-S. Skip it."
"Finally, I missed your smile and laughter. Just seen and heard."
Ayra then fed her husband. Until the menu is finished. Bram seemed to be asking less what the recipe was.
"Aye. Who cooked Abi?"
"Yes, it can't be the same Umi. He said it would be different. Did you really crave?"
"Nwidam? Are you pregnant, Ay?"
"Hehehe.... Ayra hasn't felt like eating any mas until now. Sometimes I like to ask. He said not to be damned if you want to eat what. But the word umi earlier seemed like mas experienced the cravings process."
"Thul? If it could be so. Let the mas alone feel nausea vomiting. You don't have to be Ay."
"Well, where did you know?"
"From Rafi's.... "
"It looks like Ayra knows why I'm so angry with her assistant."
"Hehehe.... Why?"
"Because He cannot keep his promises and words. Ayra told me not to say anything about Ayra."
"It's precisely because he told me that Mas would ask Mama to come home. Aisha to go home."
"Lohs. What is Aisha mas's relationship?"
"Your thesis let Aisha do the work."
"Maaaat.... "
Bram delivers a cucumber slice in Ayra's mouth with a cucumber still left in her box.
"Hehehe..let's be chatty."