The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
222 To Bram
That afternoon Ayra drove her car to the hospital but her phone rang. He who uses a bluetooth headset receives a call that turns out to be from Intan.
"Assalamu'alaikum Ma'am."
"Wa'alaikumussallam's chat. Is there pa Ntan?"
"Mom. We are now at Ms. Yazmin's residence. Alma has returned. We arrived at the hospital, but Alma just got home."
"Oh okay. I'm still on the highway. I'm there now."
Ayra chose the road to Yazmin's residence. A minimalist housing complex. What a caution from Yazmin. He who after disbursing the deposit immediately deposits the money into the account he prepared. He did not want to use the money for his daily needs. Because for him the money will be useful for Alma's future. Or Alma's needs.
Ayra who has entered the minimalist housing complex looked at several houses and when she found the house with the number 9 she stopped in front of the house. He could see his house driver sitting on the terrace enjoying a cup of coffee.
The middle-aged man quickly stood up and gave his mistress a greeting. When he entered the house he was greeted by Yazmin. Ayra handed Yazmin a bouquet of fruits. While dudu on the pink sofa in the room.
"What's Alma's condition?"
"The doctor said the bruise didn't get to the bone. Alma cries for Ay to come home. That afternoon the doctor checked his condition and let him go home."
"What are your results from school?"
"Sir Mimo wants to win by himself, ma'am. Even the owner of the foundation who is Riki's grandmother comes to the defense of his son and grandson. I seem to be moving Alma to another school."
"Would she?"
"I haven't spoken to her yet, Mom."
"It's good to communicate with Alma first Yaz. Do not rush to make decisions and do not involve the child. Alma was a child but she had a heart. He has a will of comfort. After all, the school is the one that runs. But we also have to provide an alternative school choice that is good for them. Not just because the school's favorite."
"Yes Mom. Later after Alma is really good I'll talk to her."
"May I see Alma?"
"Please Ma'am. Ammar and Qiya are inside. They were just telling stories from earlier."
Entering one room. Ayra saw the room filled with Doraemon dolls. Alma is seen sitting with Qiya on the bed while Ammar is engrossed in the study table Alma coloring a plane. When he saw Ayra's presence, his two children quickly approached.
After talking and seeing the progress of Alma. Ayra and her two children. When Ammar returned home and Qiya did not want to be driven home by the driver. He wants to come with Ayra, so the driver must go home alone. Upon arrival home. Ayra who saw her husband's car has been in the garage. The driver who used to drive Bram just got out of the fence using his motor matic.
"Papa's gone home, Ma."
"Yes. Maybe his job is done. Clean yourself up and get ready for the Ashar prayer soon."
"Ready Mama."
When entering the House. Ayra did not see her husband in the living room. His house assistant told him that Bram had a swimming pool. Ayra quickly went to the backyard. He didn't see Bram. But when it will turn. Her husband came out of the pool. Ayra smiled looking at her husband who was seen rubbing his face and wagging his head to dry his head from the water.
Ayra walked towards her husband.
"Have you come home, Ay?"
"I'm sorry, my. Ayra doesn't know that I'm coming home soon."
"It's okay. Thank God everything went well so his work did not pile up. I'll just ask Rafi to be prepared later so I can sign tomorrow."
"Not to cook. We're having dinner outside Ay. There was an invitation from my business partner. He's married."
"It's still easy."
"Hehe.... Married the second Ay."
"What?"
"Business partner mas Ay. Not Mas."
"Hehe... Ayra doesn't accuse me."
"Not accusing but his tone is shocked and your gaze is like this mas is making a mistake. Get towels. I only wear this boxer."
"If there is an aunt or Intan. Oh, I'm being reckless."
"They already know the forbidden area of this house Ay."
Ayra patted her forehead. And a little laugh. He picked up a towel on the chair beside the pool. When she handed it to her husband. Bram even pulled Ayra's hand until his wife plunged into the pool. Ayra who was shocked a little wave. He is confused because the hijab floats up, and the game also goes up. When his feet are busy moving so he does not drown. Both of his hands quickly held the clothes under him so as not to open.
He forgot it was his swimming pool. It's closed and there's no one else. All household assistants including Intan also understand the rules of the house. When Bram said he was going to swim, no one would go to the pool.
"Bas....!"
Ayra was shocked when her husband held her hand. He accidentally pulled his wife into the pool. Even one hand Bram opened his wife's hijab. A perfect beauty for Bram saw the face of his wife and the long hair that came down in the water. Ayra widened her eyes. In the past when Ammar and Qiya were toddlers Bram often did this.
They will even swim in the same pool. But this time he was really not ready. When the panic hit Ayra, her head felt a little dizzy. Bram was just about to bring his face closer to his wife. Ayra just looks no resistance and both eyes closed. Bram yah moved Ayra's head was worried. So he hugged Ayra while swimming upwards.
He takes Ayra to the edge and as he manages to lift Ayra to the edge of the pool. How surprised he is. Ayra still did not open her eyes as her cheeks repeatedly Bram clapped softly.
"Aye.... Ay Darling.... Wake Ay....."
Bram wore a towel and wrapped Ayra's body with another towel that was there. Bram who carried Ayra through the twin rooms made Ammar and Qiya who were waiting for the prayer time of 20 minutes more. Get to Bram.
"Mom why Pa?"
Ammar quickly ran towards Bram's room. And Qiya also ran.
"Mama...."
"Mama fainted earlier."
When he arrived at Bram's room, he asked his son to come out.
"Papa change clothes first. You guys wait outside."
"But..."
"Allah Qiya!"
Bram's voice rose in panic. Really love for the wife sometimes forget if the children are not heartless creatures who like adults yell at them whatever the reason.