The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
212 Baiti Jannati

In the morning when he woke up from his sleep, Bram was seen repeatedly trying to exhale fluid from his nose. His voice sounds very typical of flue people. After the husband returned home from the mosque located not far from their residence.

Ayra who prepared her husband's work clothes, offered to massage the husband's reflection. Bram refused, because he used to wake up in the middle of the night. And last night was not awake, making him reject the good intentions of his wife. He felt sorry because he knew very well Ammar his son who was most often hungry. His son could wake up three-four times because it needs ASI from the mother. In contrast to Qiya who sometimes only one or two times woke up at night.

"Prepare jeans and sweaters only. Today there was no important meeting. Just the office."

Again Ayra's heart wavers at the whispers in her heart. This morning Bram had prepared his work clothes, but the husband asked to use jeans and sweater. Ayra prepared what Bram asked. Ayra forgets that her husband is the owner of the company. Bram who was single often even wore casual clothes to the office when there was no meeting with his business colleagues.

Ayra glanced towards the clothes she had prepared a few minutes ago. She quickly returned to prepare all the needs of her husband. That morning Bram chose to wear a sweater because his body felt cold. At breakfast, Bram did not seem to care much about his two hearts. Even that morning Bram did not hold both hearts. He was afraid to transmit the flu to both of their children. Then that will surely bother his wife too.

But the wife actually struggled hard to reject the negative thoughts that sprung up in his head. It was even as if her heart was talking and ordered to discuss her mood with her husband.

"Astaghfirullah's.... What thoughts are these. Maybe this is the influence of ba by blu es Ayra. Or do we need both?"

One month ago Ayra realized she had almost no time alone. So he asked the husband if he could just have lunch together.

"Mas, will you have lunch at home?"

"Next time to call."

"Do you want Ayra to take her lunch to the office?"

Bram wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Bby Ay. Ask the driver to drive you."

Bram went to the company. Ayra busies herself with baby twins. On the sidelines of his busy life caring for twins. She still cooks for her husband. When she finished, Ayra asked Intan to come with her.

Ammar and Qiya do not know formula milk. Because Ayra's breast milk is quite smooth, he really uses it to provide exclusive breast MILK to his twins. Upon arrival at the company, in the lobby he slim welcomed kindly by employees who were on the front. He was even directly directed to the elevator of the number one person in the company. Even one man came along with them by holding HT.

Arrived in front of Bram's room. Ayra who did not knock just went into her husband's room. What a prejudice will be so controlling when all the evidence points to her husband. Lussy, who was in Bram's room, tripped until he fell onto the sofa right in front of him. Bram who from earlier felt dizzy his head chose to sit on the sofa. Including when Lussy came to submit some reports.

When the position falls in the state of Lussy is in Bram's chest. The door was opened by Ayra. Ayra's eyes opened perfectly. Quickly he closed the door. Qiya who was inside his carriage quickly approached. Intan who was walking behind Ayra almost hit her master because Ayra stopped suddenly in front of the door.

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

"Not when you forget to bring a spoon. Try asking for a spoon to OB."

"But I don't know Mom."

Ayra who was trying to calm her mind unintentionally slightly raised her tone on Intan.

"Can you ask Intan? Pl-please.... Hhhh.... Achaghfirullah....."

Intan was quite strange with Ayra's face slightly tensed and her voice also sounded vibrating.

Suddenly Bram who had seen Ayra earlier. Quickly open the door.

"Aye... A-"

"Ayra forgot to bring a mas spoon. Ayra asked Diamond to get a spoon first."

Bram took the paper bag in his wife's hand.

He also opened the door wide. Susi has been standing behind Bram. He bowed a sign of respect to Ayra. Ayra deliberately slowed her pace. He took a deep breath while in front of Luci who was still lowered. He can make sure the aroma yesterday is not the same as the aroma used by Lusi.

Ayra sat on the sofa and she took out Qiya from inside her sling. Excuse me for coming out. Bram sat on the sofa opposite Ayra. He was afraid to pass the flu to Qiya. He looked at his wife. He could be sure if his wife tried to calm her heart seeing the incident earlier.

Bram who knew that Aisha had also come to the company to measure uniforms for employees in his company. An idea emerged after the incident at the time made Bram want all the employees in his place to wear a slightly more polite uniform. He calls Rafi asking that Aisha can take Qiya for a while with them. Even Intan was asked by Ayra's husband to have lunch with Aisha and Rafi.

Ayra was still calm. He prepared Bram's lunch. When he finished, Bram understood that his wife was jealous. So he used this lunch time for quality time.

"Aye. It has not been fed for a long time."

Ayra smile. She took a plate on the table and would scoop up rice and side dishes for her husband. But Bram held his wife's hand.

"Mas wants straight out of your hands Ay."

"Will you make the mas fresher by hand?"

"We'll see."

Ayra washes her hands in the sink behind Bram's office, which is a room she used to rest in. Then she fed her husband.

"Have you eaten?"

"Eat first and then talk."

Bram smile. He knew that his wife was jealous. After he finished one plate of rice and side dishes that Ayra bribed. He took the side dishes and rice and fed Ayra. Ayra reads the prayer and enjoys the bribe after bribe that Bram gives. She saw the tip of her husband's nose was red and Bram repeatedly breathed in violently because he felt dead-end.

"Later in the afternoon Ayra just massage if you don't want to see a doctor."

"Then for the wound in your heart how did you treat it?"

Ayra was embarrassed. He bit his lower lip. Bram turned down so he was right in front of Ayra's knee.

"What you saw was not what you thought it was."

Ayra raised an alisny.

"Can Ayra ask you something?"

"Astaghfirullah... Mas fever. Have you been taking Paracetamol?"

"Yet. What do you want to ask, honey?"

"Ayra want to ask you if you've been taking medication?"

"Don't lie. Lusi fell down his leg tripped on the table. What you see is not what you think. You still mad?"

"Not angry but jealous. But not anymore."

Ayra quickly went to the room where her husband used to rest. He took the P3K box that he prepared when he replaced Bram temporarily. Then he gave Bram Paracetamol.

"Quickly drink the mas."

"Aye.... "

The one who can't always lie to Bram is his wife's heartbeat. Ayra is still holding the Paracetamol pill. Trying to calm his heart.

"Tell me what makes your heart beat like this. You mad? jealous?Or...was it because I ignored you last night?"

Ayra hugged Bram. She rested her head on her husband's chest. He heard Bram's heartbeat beating quite regularly. The smell of her husband's body was the same. It shed tears.

"Say yesterday where did you come from? Ayra called Rafi saying she was in the hospital. Then when he came home, the smell of Ayra's husband's body yesterday when he came home had changed with female perfume. Is Ayra a negative thinker or is there something you're hiding?"

"Aye.... "

Bram broke his embrace. Jakunnya up and down. He did not expect that one night his wife held back the curiosity of the fragrance of Lani perfume attached to his body.

"So your cry this morning when the prayer is finished Shajuh because of this one taste?"

"Ayra was just worried, Ayra was not doing a good job and made Ayra's husband not feel calm at home. Not feeling the happiness of being with Ayra and the kids. Not about the scent you brought home yesterday."

"Sit down."

Bram invites Ayra to sit on the sofa. He folded one leg. Then he looked at his wife.

"First. Yesterday was so tired that I could not tell you about many things outside. Second, last night I felt really bad. If last night I was tempted to choke my wife. Worried that my wife will catch the flu. Thirdly. The perfume that my wife smelled yesterday was the perfume of Nisa's sister-in-law. Nisa is Joko's cousin's sister who is Krisna's future wife."

Ayra looked down in embarrassment when she heard Bram's explanation.

"That means the lisptic stain on the suit yesterday?"

"Lipstick Stains? O... So that's why my wife's lips were a little redder than usual last night?"

Ayra blushed in shame.

"Well, if you've been blushing like this, you just don't harbor feelings anymore. Ayra dear.. mas do not know where the stain came from. But believe me, we will not tarnish our marriage by playing with another heart. Didn't my wife ever say. If we bring God into our every activity, we will be afraid to act. Because God is listening?"

Ayra men kissed her husband's hand.

"I'm sorry Ayra mas... Last night I looked tired. Ayra did not dare to ask. This morning I was still not well."

"Mas also apologized yesterday mas did not tell the events if mas met Joko. Cousin Amir."

"Mas fighting again?"

Bram shook his head.

"Mas felt he had to explain this misunderstanding Ay. Krishna seems to be getting into trouble because we're married. Her marriage was annulled by sister Can just because Joko doesn't like it to mas."

"Astaghfirullah's... "

"Then?"

"Yesterday Krishna was not conscious. But just now Aunty Karin told me that Krishna had come to her senses. What do you think we should do. I think Nisa likes Krishna. The opposite is true."

Ayra immediately remembered Amir. She had not even visited the family residence Amir after the death of her husband's candidate.

"We're trying to meet her sister Nisa mas. Pity Krishna and Nisa if indeed they have good intentions should not marry just because of us."

"All right, let's go get Joko's wife."

"Why wife?"

Bram recounts the incident that yesterday made the scent of Lani's perfume attached to his body. So Ayra again learned about the one thing she found that it takes a tabayun for one thing even though all the evidence that leads to the person she suspects.

"It feels like this new happiness for a while makes Ayra forget about the meaning of a tabayun and trust in you mas... I'm sorry Ayra ya mas..."

Bram hugged his wife.

"Fortunate as Ay. It is impossible to imagine other women who are married. He can control his heart. Mas even slept very well last night when your heart was filled with many questions, filled with a sense of tightness of all the evidence that makes your heart hurt. Befriend the old fellow with Ay."

It takes a partnership to keep the household in harmony. But the role of the wife is more to take care of her than the husband. Suppose Ayra who was busy yesterday felt insecure and asked her husband. Surely the emotions of the husband will be easily provoked because the mood, mind and body are not healthy. But once again the charm of Ayra is able to make Bram feel 'Baiti Jannati' in his household.

"Really you are my solace Ay. You can be my inspiration, you can be my strength, and my joy. Mas loves you. If you are in heaven. I wish you were an angel of heaven for you."

"It is nice to have a beautiful wife, because she always gives sincere happiness. Give heaven to my wife Rabb. She is truly a beautiful woman. Extend our age, allow us to age together. Amiin."