The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa

The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
215 Ayra Pilgrimage


In the morning, Ayra had prepared with some supplies. She and her two babies will fly to Surabaya to Sragen.


Bram actually has an interest in the company has not been able to participate in the pilgrimage to the graves of Ayra's parents. But Bram who feels that he can be happy like this moment. He can have a wife who always gives peace, happiness in his household. Bram's heart was touched that morning.


He opened his suit and replaced it with a casual white T-shirt. Ayra who saw her husband changed into clothes was confused.


"Mas not going to the office?" Ask Ayra.


"Mas's coming to Surabaya." Bram answered, tidying his clothes.


"Says there's a meeting?" Ayra asked back in confusion.


Bram approached Ayra who was still staring at him while holding a few change of clothes for her children while in Surabaya and Sragen.


Bram took Ammar's shirt in Ayra's hand and placed it on a small black suitcase. It justifies the hijab that Ayra wears.


"Mas has never made a pilgrimage to the graves of your parents. Today haul your mother. So how arrogant this daughter-in-law is. Although I did not forget to send Al Fatihah to your father and mother after prayer. Mas can be this calm to make a living, because there you are a wife who is Sholehah. You can be this happy because you can always please. And it's all thanks to the hard work, effort and prayers of both your parents."


Ayra shed her tears as she was moved. Last night she wanted to take her husband to the tomb of her parents. But because the husband has a job he does not express his request.


For Ayra haul is a lesson for her to appreciate the services of her parents. Even though both of his parents are gone. But one of the services to parents in addition to praying for them is to visit their graves. Truly a child can not succeed without the hard work of parents and also prayers from them.


Ayra and Bram followed diamond with baby twins, leaving for Surabaya by plane. Upon arrival in Surabaya there will be a car that picks them up at the airport. Rafi holds Ammar and Qiya is put in a baby carriage.


Intan pushes Qiya's train and Ammar's train is driven by Bram.


"We went straight to Sragen. Later we stop at the residence of Buk Lek. Let Ammar and Qiya rest there. Father's and Mother's grave near Bengawan Solo."


Bram asked the driver to take them to the place where the wife was going. Ayra was born to Sragen because when she was born, her father and mother still lived in Sragen. When his father got a job as a lecturer in Surabaya, so they moved to the City. The journey is quite long, 3 hours from Surabaya to Sragen.


When traveling Time has entered the prayer Dzuhur. So Bram stopped at a mosque. When Ayra and Intan wudhu. Bram waited for their two children on the terrace of the mosque. Ayra who has been preparing from home if going to do Dzuhur prayer on the way then she wears a double panty liner. Because after giving birth to baby twins. He often whitish though not much, but it makes him always wear pantyliner when traveling. So when going to ablution, he just opened one panty liner the top. So that he does not need to bother changing the panty liner. It just opens the top.


One of the tips that Umi Laila used to share when she was a girl. Where he wears a pantyliner a few layers so that when will ablution. It is enough to open one pantyliner at the top. As long as the vaginal discharge is not much and hit the left right side of the underwear. It turns out that it was after she gave birth. He just practiced the knowledge given by teachers and parents to him. Without having to replace the underwear and without having to change the panty liner. Finished with Dzuhur worship in one of the mosques they continued the journey.


Ayra's car arrived at a house. The house that belonged to his grandparents. Now the house is occupied by the older sister of his Mbah. The Mbah who had been waiting for the house floor smiled broadly at the sight of a black car parked in front of his house.


Bram and Ayra come out with Intan holding Ammar. Qiya was carried by Ayra, Bram who understood that his wife was in the hometown of the mother. He grabbed Qiya's tiny body.


"Alhamdulilah.... Mbah misses you Ay."


"Ayra also misses the Mbah."


Ayra went into the house. Nothing has changed from that house. The last time he was there was 1 year ago when he was getting married.


"It turns out you're pretty like your mom Ay. Posture your body like your father."


Ayra who was lying down while giving Ammar ASI only slightly moved her head.


"And now it's like upside down, huh mas."


Bram then walked to the table in the corner of the room he saw a book that was quite worn out. It turned out that the book was a book when the mother was in college. Nuaima's hand notes are very neat. Bram read some of the books on top of the book.


"Fruit falls not far from its fruit. Deserve his smart daughter. Because her mother is smart, too."


"Mom used to be a marketing manager."


"And now it's the CEO's mother's son."


"Wife."


"But yesterday I was CEO for how many months, right, baby?"


"Yes my Hubby. Shhhh... Ammar is asleep."


Not long after Ammar seemed to have fallen asleep. Ayra leaves Ammar and Qiya. It was given to Mbah Uti and Intan.


"Just use the bike Ay. The road is hard when using a car. That's Paijo's bike in the garage."


"Where's Paijo Mbah?"


"What's that in the village hall. I'll be home soon."


Finally Bram and Ayra to the tomb of both his parents using a CB motor which is the property of Mbah Uti's grandson who lives with him. When Ayra was on the motorbike while holding a jar filled with water and flowers that had been prepared by Mbah Uti. Bram hasn't turned on his bike yet.


"Mas. Can Ndak? klo Ndak we can walk."


"Can dong Ay. Hold dong ay let romantic. This is our first ride on the bike."


Ayra laughed and raised her head as one hand coiled around Bram's waist.


"Mas didn't think we'd be this romantic Ay. Maj kemakam. May your father and mother be happy that we live happily."


Bram turned on his motorbike after he felt his wife's hand curled. Mbah Uti who saw the behavior of husband and wife from the terrace of the house was also happy.


"So remember Nuaima and Munir. May you be happy."