The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
163 Red and White Mikel Group
Leaving Canada with Beni and Liona's household problems. This morning MIKEL Group was so crowded. Almost all employees, both permanent and those who are still contracted and working in companies engaged in palm oil management, come with their families. Their children, wives or husbands are present at the celebration of the independence of the Republic of Indonesia. They wear red and white uniforms.
Same with Ayra and Bram. Ayra is wearing a white robe in a pair with a red blazer and a red headscarf, while Bram is wearing white Chino pants combined with a red shirt and has a collar on his neck. This morning before taking to the field the couple had to argue. Because Ayra doesn't want to wear a hat. But her husband was so worried that the heat of the morning would make his wife exhausted. Bram forced his wife to wear a white hat before going down.
"Use the hat first. Or we're not going out."
"Mas..... The morning heat is okay. Good for health."
"Come Ayra. Why do you not obey your husband now."
Deg.
Ayra fell silent as her husband said that. Instantly he fell silent.
"Yes why just to wear a hat I'm so hard to obey my husband. Oh God..."
"Maafin Ayra. Here put it on."
Ayra lowered her head. Bram smiled knot.
"Well, you won't get too hot."
Arriving at the hall of MIKEL group building. Bram and Ayra stopped. Because there was a large and long banner in his grasp by his employees that lined up lengthwise. Bram holding Ayra's hand squeezed his wife's hand. He looked towards Ayra.
"You have an idea?"
Ayra shook her head.
"Your assistant duo seems to."
Ayra turned her head towards Rafi and Aisha. Bram really did not expect if it would be given a surprise. A banner addressed by the employee who had been working with him for himself.
..."Welcome Back Sir. May you always be healthy. We welcome Mr. Bram ready to Work Wholeheartedly. May happiness Always Be in the Life of Father and Lady Ayra."...
Rafi quickly ran a Microphone to Bram. Bram held Ayra's hand as his wife wanted to let go of her hand.
"Don't let go, here's how."
Bram delivered a speech to open the race event. At the end of his speech Bram made Ayra's heart feel the pounding so irregular because he was very embarrassed but flattered.
"Truly I was lucky to have a wife like Ayra. May all the wives here be able to be wives who can patiently accept the shortcomings of your partner. We these men only feel at peace when we come home and see you wives are fine and still there by our side, keeping the marriage relationship with fidelity.
On this independence day, I asked the HRD section to make for mothers who work in this company for maternity leave to be given for 3 months. With a mechanism that we will re-attach later. Forgive me if as long as I am with you, any of my words or actions hurt you. Please pray for my pregnant wife. May she and her fetus be healthy always until the process of giving birth."
"Aamiin...."
A standing ovation was given by the employees ending Bram's welcome. Rafi, who was behind Bram, opened her glasses and wiped away the tears with her handkerchief. He felt overwhelmed. He spent almost 10 years working for MIKEL group with Bram. Just this time the boss apologized to those who have fought for the success of MIKEL Group.
He did not expect Bram who did not like the word permission, leave. This time he even provides support for mothers who give birth in order to enjoy a 3-month leave.
Aisha saw her little boss crying. Come shed tears. Some of the pregnant women were also crying happily. They felt all this was a boon because of the presence of the CEO's wife. There is no way the boss who really does not like if there is a permit or leave, suddenly gives rules for mothers giving birth to leave during that time.
When the race starts, it's still early morning. The MIKEL Group parking lot became the venue for the first match. When all came out. Bram and Ayra are still in the Hall. Ayra held Bram's hand, as Bram was about to step out.
Bram raises one eyebrow.
"Why? what made my wife's love suddenly rise? is the dollar going up? "
"Because I gave one happiness to a woman named Mother. Ayra could see the happiness of those who were pregnant when she gave the announcement earlier"
"You know. Seeing you pregnant without your husband on the side. Makes me feel that the wives in this company must be good mothers in order to be born great generations. So there will be many happy men like me."
They walked out of the hall. But while at the door, Ayra held Bram's hand.
"Why?"
"From here, my. Pity them if we go there."
"Pity why?"
"Look at that Aisha and Rafi. They can laugh so. If we stand there. Employees will keep their distance and distance. Until they don't enjoy this entertainment."
Bram followed his wife's advice. But during the race pull male employees. The name of Rafi who entered the list, made Ayra want to see the race. But covered by those who watch. Bram took his wife up to the second floor. But Ayra did not want to be afraid of the hunt runs out.
One seat Bram gave his wife to go up and see. But still not visible. Ayra who was standing on the chair still on her tiptoes looked towards the crowd of employees who were enjoying the tug-of-war race.
Bram pulled out one other chair.
"Let's go up."
"Mas..embarrassment ah."
"Road up. Said he wanted to see Rafi pull the mine."
Ayra who climbed onto her husband's back saw the race clearly. He saw how Rafi in the first set was in the middle. Even Rafi was knocked down because of the pull from the opposing team. Ayra also unwittingly beristighfar.
Bram glanced at his wife. He did not expect that his wife's body was now slightly filled. Ayra's happy smile is able to make Bram monologue in his heart.
"Thank you God. Ayra is one of the sustenances of my life. Let me age with him. Hopefully we can reach Sakinah mawadah warahmah. Aamiin's."
In the last set. Rafi was bouncing again. Rafi's team lost a landslide. When the glasses guy opened his glasses. He saw his hands bleeding. Aisha gives one tissue to Rafi. But the pair of assistants still hated each other.
"A really sad guy. Look at Mr. Bram. To be a husband, you have to be strong. How will you carry your wife later if the tug of war is already hurt."
"Hey! Fucking Jones. What's my fault huh. Basic Woman does not have a soft heart. People are sick, she even has no empathy."
"But neither empathizes with the male brain Me/sum... "
Aisha quickly ran as Rafi stood up and glared at her. While chuckling Aisha waved her hand in a position to turn her back to Rafi.
"B.... Mr. Rafi. Marriage package sir let ga O/Ra/l SE/k/s."
At the end of her sentence, Aisha slightly turned around and covered her mouth with both hands. Rafi could see what spelling Aisha meant.
"Awaaaaasss you yes. This must be the idea, my name is among the employees in this tug-of-war race. Look out for you Jones!"