The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
214 The family of Ayra and Aisha

That night Ayra who was about to urinate was still waiting for Bram in the toilet. Minute by minute, Ayra was still waiting for her husband to come out without even knocking on the door. Because the husband did not leave. She went to the baby twins room. He used the bathroom in Ammar's room.

After that Ayra went back to her room. But Bram still hasn't come out of his bathroom. When her husband came out. Ayra who remembers if the husband who was asleep has not done the isha prayer.

"Mas Isha's Prayer?"

"Ay soon. It's still a long time."

Want Ayra's heart immediately reminded her husband, but an adab that she did not want to be smarter than her husband to patronize her husband. Because humanly no one wants to be in a teacher even if it is the person he loves. A fitting condition and situation will be easier to give input to the person we want to give input than to force the truth to be conveyed.

An hour later Ayra again reminded and returned the same answer 'stage in a moment'. Ayra again leaves her husband who is still busy with his cell phone and laptop on the desk.

Ayra who had just recalled her words. It cleanses the face. One thing that he still noticed was beauty, although he did not really like to use makeup that was too thick, a package of skincare that he chose to keep pleasing her husband to be pleasant in view. When the hit shows it's almost 11. My husband is busy in front of his laptop.

Ayra approached her husband and sat down beside Bram. He saw a row of numbers and some files that Bram opened and closed again. Then the mother of Ammar massaged the husband's shoulders.

"Hmmm... Luscious Ay... Is it Friday night?"

"Do you have to wait for Friday night to serve or please your husband?"

Bram chuckled and immediately turned towards Ayra.

"You're teasing mas?"

"Not tempting. Ayra saw the mas a few days ago in the bathroom. Ayra massage yes. Who knows if there's a problem."

"no need. It's okay."

"You're too tired to take care of our kids Ay."

"Mas, Tomorrow's Mother's haul. Ayra wants to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of father and mother."

"But I can't accompany you. Tomorrow there's an important meeting with some of Ay's branch heads. Just get a driver, huh?"

"Yes, thank you very much."

Bram stroked his wife's hand. When you are finished with your work. Bram shut down his laptop. He carried Ayra to the bed. As he hugged his wife. He was still busy with one hand focusing on his phone.

Ayra looked at Bram's phone.

"Can Ayra borrow the phone?"

"Tumbens?"

"Ayra just wanted to see the mas if in the bathroom bring the phone see what the hell. Up to nearly a dozen minutes?"

"Are you paying attention, dear?"

"Yes dong. Not love if it's not attention..."

The husband and wife laughed together as Bram gave the phone to Ayra. Ayra actually observes the phone is not making the features in the phone.

"What are you observing Ay?"

"You know that the bathroom is a dirty place. Take this thing there, and bring it back to the desk. Keep bringing it to bed now. Lah if again the same Ammar or Qiya this phone is also a mas hold. So according to the mas about this if often brought into the toilet. Are you sure you're not exposed to feces?"

Ayra's nose was pulled many times. So that Ayra's head moved.

"My wife is yes... Very good at diagnosing things."

"Suami Ayra is also very Istikomah. Ayra's very happy."

Bram scrunched his forehead. Ayra landed a kiss on her husband's cheek.

"What is it about?"

"Istikomah lingered on the toilet. Istikomah delays prayer when there is no urgent work...."

"Astaghfirullah's.... I have not prayed Isya."

Bram patted his forehead and opened the blanket. Bram quickly changed his clothes and headed for the prayer room. The man was a little rushed to the room in the corner of the second floor. Ayra just sighed.

"At least your husband is still doing his duty Ay. It all takes practice. And it takes a couple who doesn't get tired of reminding."

Ayra is only worried that if her husband is too trivialize the prayer then it will get used to it without realizing it, a shirk is being done by her husband but not realized. A belief that you can still pray later, later and later. It was as if her husband had become a God who was convinced that he could still breathe a minute later, an hour later.

If anyone claims to be a prophet in the last days. So feeling that you are still alive at a later time of night by delaying prayer is what disturbs Ayra's mind. But he wasn't very careful about this. Because of the background of her husband who is not from the boarding school. Her husband who is still going through the learning process then it takes patience. Not an argument that is wrong so that her husband is lazy to worship.

He preferred the meek method. So that her husband remains in the spirit of worship. Over time it will become a necessity. But all of this needs to be forced. Need to get used to. And Ayra is able to almost every home even when in the office she will send a message sending sweet words to her husband which is certainly at the end of the chat remind her husband of prayer time.

When finished doing the prayer isya exactly at eleven. Bram is back in his bed. He saw Ayra who was almost asleep. He went into the blanket and hugged his wife.

"Hem."

"Ayra massage ya."

"No need Ay. Mas is fine. It just feels constipated."

Ayra buried her head in her husband's chest.

"Mas know not one of the causes of hemorrhoids or constipation?"

"What Ay?"

"One of them linger in the toilet. Ayra remembered the one that should not linger in the bathroom. Try tomorrow don't take your cell phone to the toilet."

Bram looked towards Ayra whose eyes were still closed but her fingers were busy playing on her chest.

"But sometimes there is less Ay. It's a habit."

"Eye nerves and in the brain so do not focus to complete the aim mas. Because the focus is the same as the phone."

"So this mas wife is giving mas input or science?"

"Both.... This is also his hand why go anywhere?"

"Do you want a reward tonight?"

When Bram just turned off the room lights. Ammar's crying voice made Ayra's husband smile while shuffling his hair.

"It looks like Ammar doesn't want to have Adi mas... Hehe..."

Ayra passed towards Ammar and Qiya's room. Ayra is busy with her baby. And Bram has to try to cool the already hot temperatures. A couple of husbands and wives were arguing.

Seemed in Aisha's room sulking at Rafi. He was angry at Rafi for buying a lot of goods and a cellphone that was quite expensive for Alifah. Moreover, Aisha who was this afternoon had scolded her sister for not wanting to pray magrib. But the husband defended Alifah. So now Alifah feels that Rafi is his savior.

"Aishis.... Still mad?"

Aisha turned her back on Rafi. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep while hugging his roll.

"Aisha. I know you haven't slept. It is not good said Ustad Furqon if it has a problem that is protracted. It'll be a bomb for our household."

Aisha got up and sat down to face Rafi. Rafi puts her sweet smile on Aisha.

"Don't know. Alifah is still immature. He doesn't know what a need is. So he still has to be taught to live not excessive. If that's how he taught you wasteful."

"But he's Ay's little orphan. Brother just wants to touch him. He said at school he was in the ugliest cell phone."

Instantly Aisha who smelled an unpleasant scent felt like vomiting. Until he felt like vomiting. Plus when Rafi gets closer. The smell of her husband's body made her feel nauseous.

"Jn.hhh..."

One hand he pointed at Rafi signifies if Rafi does not approach.

"What's up Aish."

"There... Huuekk...Your smell makes you nauseous bang."

Aisha hurry to the bathroom. Arriving in the bathroom Rafi's wife also vomited all her stomach contents. That night Rafi was asked to sleep on the sofa. Because the closer she gets to Aisha the more she wants to vomit. So that night a husband and wife slept one room but not as long.

Her morning. Aisha who feels one month has not had her period checked using the pack test. It shows line two. Which made Aisha shed tears of disbelief. She will feel like a mother. On exiting the room he gave Rafi the results of his test pack.

"What does this mean, baby?"

"I mean soon we'll be parents."

"Alhamdulilah... Do we have twins too?"

Aisha glared in disbelief at Rafi's words.

"Yes, I don't know if we checked this morning. But you don't wear perfume, hair oil, any kind of oil."

Rafi is still observing the test pack in her hands.

"This is the line of two Aish. That means his son is also two, right?"

"Astaghfirullah's..... Abaa......! Not so read it. Amit-amit you don't miss plain like your Papa tomorrow yeah son."

Aisha's screams were heard all the way to Alifah's room. Alfa who had just woken up was quite shocked

"Wad. Bang Rafi must've got the claws of this tiger. Because Bang Rafi bought me a cell phone yesterday.."