The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
199 Rafi with her Anxiety

In one room of MIKEL Group there is a man scolding his subordinates. The man's scream was heard all the way outside the CEO's room. A voice that has not been heard for a long time if the leader is angry with his subordinates.

Early in the morning Bram was riled up by Rafi. How Ayra's husband didn't ride the apoplexy. His wife is now 9 months pregnant. The assistant wanted to apply for leave.

"You are Rafi. I thought after marriage made you it could make me calmer. Tell me why you want a vacation?"

"Anu Sir. Um.... Anu...."

"Anu. Anu. Anu what?! The clear talk!"

"I want a vacation with Aisha sir."

"Oh my goodness Rafi. You know Ayra is now pregnant. Isn't your brain used?"

"......"

"No, it could be the same with Aisha. My wife also doesn't agree to take time off now."

"There. I won't let you leave until my son is born and until Ayra is perfectly healthy. Prepare the documents I request."

Rafi walked out of her leadership room with a pouting face. Bram who was still in a bad mood suddenly felt happy to see the incoming message from his Papa. Mr. Erlangga is planning to hold their wedding reception. He has three sons but has not once held a wedding party for their children.

Bram saw the concept that the father chose was quite comfortable for his wife. He knew that Ayra liked the friendly atmosphere rather than the overly formal atmosphere. Mr. Erlangga chose an outdoor venue for the reception by planning to invite business friends, all employees at several branches of MIKEL Group and Pradipta group.

Bram did not expect that his parents had such a romantic idea. Even the clothes that had been prepared for her had been sent her picture by Marina. He likes the color and the model.

"May our baby be born safe Ayra."

The next day after Bram and Rafi finished meeting clients who will work with Bram company. The leader of MIKEL Group saw Rafi sitting next to him from earlier seen from the handsome face of the assistant was being thought of.

"Your face is why it's like being bent by ten?"

Rafi looked in the rearview mirror of the car and she turned to Bram while scratching her head.

"Heh. Dizziness sir. He said marriage is as beautiful as heaven."

Bram glared towards Rafi.

"Is your marriage not as beautiful as heaven?"

"He.... "

Rafi again grinned while repeatedly rubbing her hair.

"Paradas from where sir. It's a Mulu storm every day. That's Aisha really nagging Mulu. Anything nagging. Want to sleep still nagging. Hadeh.... Where there's a paradise klo every day feel like hell, boss."

"Bugh!"

"Ouch.... It hurts sir."

Bram reflex hit Rafi's arm.

"You're this. That marriage is as beautiful as heaven. Or my home is heaven not her marriage but her inhabitants, her people. Yes you are the same as your wife."

"Good father, Bu Ayra never nagged. I was tired at work, my father was angry. At home the wife also nagged."

"You must be wrong. There's no way Aisha's nagging if you're not wrong."

"The problem of shoes sometimes forget to put shoes on the shoe rack only this pack already like toa yell at him."

"Hhhh.... It's hard anyway. Every woman has a different Fi. Depending Science. But there's one story that hopefully will get you excited and patient with Aisha's nature."

"News?"

Bram embraced his assistant. The driver in front also focused on listening.

"So, this I've heard from Furqon kang. There's a guy he looks this same as your face this afternoon. Tangled."

Rafi took her phone and looked at it from the screen.

"It's still good looking, sir."

Bram continues his story.

"So there was a man who complained to his best friend. He complained because his wife was grumbling. At home it feels like hell, he said. Finally, the friend gave the idea to marry secretly again. For thinking that his first wife could not give peace as long as they were married."

"Shut up!"

Both of Bram's eyes had glared at Rafi.

"Hehe.... Ready. Please continue sir."

"That man was really married. One month it looks fresh, vibrant and happy. But in the first year the man looked more tangled than when he met sat complaining because of his first wife. Asked by his best friend. She replied, she said it turned out that she felt this second marriage was more troublesome. It adds a lot of new problems."

"Yes his fault already know the wife of one dizzy kok added again. Less grateful."

"Well, this is just like you. You are less grateful. The household if not in the land of faith and devotion then it is difficult to be a marriage as beautiful as heaven."

"Is that how you can increase your faith, sir?"

"Attent."

Bram is seen opening a small book inside his bag. Looked at the notes in the book. It turns out that it was Bram's note every time he followed the study filled out by Furqon. First came he did not bring a book. During the second meeting, his wife gave him a book and pen. Ayra said that science is like a horse. He'll run so fast. Then it must be tied. A note is the best bond for science for those of us who are poor in science.

Bram's hand stopped on one sheet and he read it.

"There are 3 things to strengthen the Faith. Obey the commandments of Allah, forsake the prohibitions of Allah, and accept the decrees of Allah. This is the key to strengthening the faith. This is not my word Fi."

"I cannot accept God's decree, sir."

"You are asking yourself. The point is that I see from how my wife can be happy at our wedding. He does not demand that I make him happy. Ayra once said this, 'Quite do I serve my duty as a husband, and obey the commandments of God. Then it made him happy.'"

Rafi. He understood why he felt that his home was unhappy. Perhaps because he still has not obeyed the commandments of God, has not been able to accept the decrees of God. Moreover, he demands his partner to provide happiness for him.

"This is Fi. Abi Rohim once told me. If we want to be loved, show our love first. If we want to be appreciated, we begin to appreciate our partner again."

Back the assistant mangosteen. He felt happy because now the relationship he and Bram felt like friends were no longer superiors and subordinates when not in the office.

"I'm sorry this morning if I was a little rude to you. Later if Aisha is pregnant, you will know what it feels like to worry."

Rafi looked at Bram in disbelief. The leader could easily apologize to himself as a man.

Without Rafi realizing that the good environment around her makes her become a good person. When he came home, Aisha who was also home because her buttons were not too crowded. Besides, Aisha has committed to arrive home before Rafi.

Aisha who heard the greetings from Rafi quickly came forward for as usual she would bring her husband's bag and of course this time without Nagging because her husband was laying carelessly his work boots. Aisha gawking in disbelief. Rafi realized that the car had been remembering in her heart.

"Shoes put on the shoe rack. Shoes put on the shoe rack. Shoes put on a shoe rack."

Aisha just kept quiet and followed Rafi into the room. Rafi also felt strange, as if she was used to his wife's nag when she came home from work. This afternoon he even misses the loud voice of Aisha when she will be angry because of shoe problems. Even at dinner Rafi who usually likes to take a side dish from the plate directly eaten, this time still patiently waiting for his wife to spiked into his plate.

Though he fought hard so as not to do things that might make his wife nagging.

Aisha returns strange with her husband's attitude. Usually Rafi will immediately take the side dish and taste it. One thing Aisha dislikes most.

After dinner, Rafi saw that his wife was ready to sleep. Back Aisha gawking in disbelief. Rafi opened the bottom bedsheet and handed her a bottle of olive oil.

"Do as you please. Whatever makes you comfortable. Happy, I will not forbid or object. I love you Aisha."

Aisha gawked while receiving the bottle of olive oil.

"What's Rafi doing from work?"

Aisha held her husband's forehead.

"It's not a fever, is it?"

"No, my wife, dear."

"Is this really not a ration-request mode?"

"What's? Aisha.... I'll take this oil again."

Aisha, who was happy because her husband was no longer in her habit, quickly hugged Rafi and kissed her cheek many times. Rafi immediately commented on what she had just felt.

"It turns out my household, it could be my paradise if I could be patient and accept our partner's shortcomings. Thank you God. I will learn to be more patient so that I can be a good priest to Aisha."

"Thank you Abaaaangg. Aish love with brother."

What a beautiful household if every couple does not demand to be happy with their partner.