The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
207 Glorify Our Parents

Bram's face and eyes were red. He saw tears from Qiya from the early morning. Not to mention the crying of his baby that helped make his sad wife also shed tears. Almost one night Ayra did not sleep well because she had to sleep while hugging Ammar and occasionally woke up to pat her baby boy because he woke up. In the morning even saw his other baby sick because of the carelessness of others.

Ayra who approached her husband quickly calmed Bram down. Bram got ignited because he couldn't sleep well last night. Sometimes he wakes up when Ammar's cry is heard. He can only help his wife justify the sitting position because Ammar will be awake when laid on the mattress. Until that night Ammar slept in the arms of his mother. With the position of Ayra leaning on the king size bed headboard.

"Patience is mas. Listen to Intan's explanation."

Intan who was standing not far from the sofa looked down in fear. Ayra approached Intan.

"Say Intan. Was Qiya really given an MPASI yesterday?"

"Anu Ma'am. Ouch... "

Intan recounts the incident yesterday when Ayra went to the hospital to take Ammar to the hospital. Lady Lukis who was taking care of Qiya had to argue with her.

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After Ayra's departure to the hospital. Qiya who was calm started crying. His crying voice grew louder and louder. Making Madam Lukis quickly approached Intan who was not far from there.

"Here let me carry. You said you were the best at your agent. How to cry baby can't."

Madam Lukis tried to carry her child. He calmed Qiya down by trying to bring Ayra's tiny baby to the garden and swimming pool area. But all in vain. His granddaughter was still crying. Ayra actually only left for no more than two hours. Intan came and brought a bottle of pacifier that had contained ASI for Qiya. ASI who has been pom pa by Ayra for Qiya.

After the bottle was gone, the grandson was still crying. Mrs Lukis who has never cared for grandchildren and only armed with experience had children. Where her knowledge of MPASI should not be given to infants under 6 months child not owned by Mrs Lukis. In the past, his three children have been fed like bananas.

Then he thought if Qiya was still thirsty or hungry.

"There's a banana?"

"There's a Mom in the kitchen."

"Take a small spoon."

"What's Mom doing?"

"Bring it in here."

Intan was only obeying the will of Madam Lukis. When he brought one ripe banana and a small spoon. He slightly reminded Madam Lukis not to feed Qiya a banana.

"Sorry Mom. Don't bribe bananas. That's not enough age to be given MPASI."

"Who said? my three children used to have me bribe bananas aged a month. The evidence is all healthy. Just get me a change of clothes."

"But Ma'am I'll be angry at Bu Ayra."

Lady Lukis laughed a little.

"You don't know my daughter-in-law yet. Ayra is not going to be angry especially with parents. Sana soon pity later if Ayra returns home her son is still fussy. Ammar has a fever too."

Back diamond also obey the will of Mistress Paints.

"Whose mistress is this house."

But a grumbling voice was heard by Madam Lukis.

"Anyways, you're Intan. I heard."

"Sorry Mom. sorry."

Intan passed and returned with a change of clothes for Qiya. Which makes Intan glare. Qiya had just finished off half of the banana earlier.

"Oh my goodness, ma'am...Then why-why am I being blamed."

Mistress Lukis saw Qiya who began to not want to swallow her food inevitably stop feeding the granddaughter. Qiya was no longer crying. He was silent and his eyes seemed sleepy.

[Flashback off]

Intan finally told me if yesterday Qiya was in a banana bribe by Mrs Lukis.

Not long after Lady Lukis who had just carried Ammar came to the room and saw Qiya's condition. Bram who was annoyed by his mother immediately scolded Madam Lukis.

"Ma. Mama's nothing but ma."

Mistress Paints was a little shocked. He handed Ammar over to Intan.

"What's Bram?"

"Mama look because of Mama. Qiya had to cry out in pain because it couldn't be BAB."

"Bram. mam-"

"Ma! Please! Mama can't not interfere in Bram's domestic affairs."

At once Madam Lukis' face looked sad. Just this time his eldest son was snapping at him. If all this time he became a child of pride for Madam Lukis because he always paid more attention. This time the child who always defended her when her sisters were being disrespectful to her, snapped at her.

Ayra quickly reminded her husband. He rubbed Bram's back while holding Qiya who was still crying.

"Mas.... It's not good to talk so to mama."

Bram pulled his hair many times. He breathed her rough. Helena also could not believe that Bram could yell at Lady Lukis. He also knew Bram. The man almost never did anything rude to the figure named mother. But this time he snapped at the woman who had given birth to him. Even life is at stake when struggling to give birth to a creature named child who is the hope of every parent.

Madam Lukis's face turned sad. There was pain in his heart. Thankful that he has changed now. He who is more listening to lectures or advice either in the assembly of knowledge that he follows or via media streaming you tube and Face book.

He understands when the heart of parents is sick of the attitude of their children, it will have an impact on the life of the child. Then Lady Lukis just prayed in her heart.

"May you always be the son of Sholeh and the husband of Soleh also be the father of Soleh to your children Bram."

There was a smile forced by the woman who had given birth to Bram. He did not want to show his sadness.

"Mama should ask Intan first. He has experience ma. Fortunately nothing happened to Qiya ma."

"Buck...."

Ayra pulls up Bram's shirt sleeve. Bram turned to Ayra.

"I'm sorry Mama's inexperienced at taking care of the kids."

The mistress of the painting was still trying to hold back the tears that wanted to fall. Helena who felt uncomfortable finally said goodbye.

"Aye. Excuse me first. There is practice. May Qiya and Ammar recover. Call me if anything happens. Don't you hesitate."

"Tante's coming home to Helena."

Ayra quickly forbids.

"Let Bram interracial mas ma."

Ayra looked at Bram and a quick blink of an eye was Ayra's code of pleading with her husband. But Mrs Lukis immediately answered Ayra's request.

"Let's be with Helena. Mama would like to stop by Papa's company. Hopefully fitting the show later Ammar and Qiya healthy huh. Mama just went home with Helena."

Bram also felt that if it was wrong to yell at the mother immediately asked that her mother want to be escorted eh herself.

"Bram just take ma."

"You just got home Bram. Just accompany Ayra, pity your children again is not healthy."

Finally Madame Paints came home with Helena. Ayra delivers Lady Lukis and Helena to the front of the house. She apologized for her husband's treatment.

"Ma. Forgive me Bram. Maybe Bram's tired again."

"Ayras. The mother gave birth to him. Who raised Bram. Mama knows her character. My mother was not angry or hurt. Mama knows because if mama hurt over Bram's treatment earlier. It will make him not gain the pleasure of Allah."

"Thank you Ma."

After the departure of Mrs Lukis. Ayra decides to have her baby box taken to her room. He wanted to make sure both his children were healthy and not sick. Not to mention Ammar, he's a little hard baby to sleep. If Qiya can fall asleep after being full drink ASI. Not with Ammar.

Ayra's baby boy will fall asleep if it has been given ASI and then in a cradle using a cloth.

At night when Ammar was back awake, Ayra woke up giving her ASI. Just want to sleep Qiya was awake and it turns out her Pampers full. Bram sees Ayra's tired face finally pulling Ayra's arm.

"This is a change let mas only. You're tired Ay. Rest up. It's late at night."

Arya glanced at the clock that was stuck to the new wall seen at eleven p.m.

"It's okay, ma'am. This is the job of a mother."

Ayra was still cleaning Qiya. After she finished changing Qiya's diaper. Ayra held her baby girl to her bed.

Ayra invited her son to speak while holding Qiya's tiny hand. While Qiya who was almost closed still enjoyed his ASI.

"Pearly qiya. Mama didn't ask you anything in return, son. Mama took care of you. Be the child who will be, son. And so Sholehah's wife. If you already have a husband. Remind your husband if he is married, your husband will still have the responsibility of caring for both parents. And, you must remind your husband. Don't hurt his mother, son."

Bram who from earlier confirmed Ammar's position immediately turned to Ayra. Then he approached Ayra who was still sitting in a position to hug Qiya while giving her ASI. Bram sat in front of his wife. He looked at his wife's beautiful face. Then he spoke to his son.

Bram rubbed Qiya's head.

"Pearly qiya. Later if it is big be like your smart and sholehah Mama. Continue later if you have a husband, do not talk through child intermediaries yes. Talk okay like your mom. Your mama's very smart to make your papa feel like a suspect without being judged."

Bram peeped at Qiya's forehead. He smacked his wife's forehead.

"Mama.... His son is asleep. Now please what is the heart of your mother? "

Ayra put Qiya in her box. Then he approached Bram. He sat on the floor with a velvet carpet. Both hands he put on the thigh Bram with his face slightly looked up. Ayra looked at her husband's face.

"Mas.... If Ammar yelled at Ayra like I was yelling at Mama, how would you feel?"

Bram pulls Ayra's hand. He held his wife's hand.

"Mas loves you. I'm gonna be mad.,"

"Mas see how Ayra became a mother?"

Bram recalled this month that his wife was lacking in rest time. His wife is not the type to complain. So that only from his face can Bram see if Ayra is exhausted.

"Mas wishes our two children to be sons of Sholeh and Sholehah. But it's hard if we don't become Sholeh and Sholehah's children to our parents either."

Bram stroked his wife's hair.

"Here sit here."

Bram patted the bed on his side. Ayra sat down beside her husband. Bram held Ayra's hand.

"But I don't want the mama to interfere with our domestic affairs."

Ayra stuck her head on Bram's arm.

"Mas knows that by glorifying parents, we can have a child whose heart is good. Then it is difficult for us to have children who are Sholeh and Sholehah if we ourselves are not children who are Sholeh and Sholehah mas."

Bram immediately remembered what he had done this afternoon. The affection for his son, his wife makes him ignore the respect for the woman who has given birth to him. Bram was stunned given his attitude this afternoon.