The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
AMMAR AND QIYA'S ANNOUNCEMENT
CHARM THE TWINS (This story I made in a novel by myself. Please Search The Twins Charm Title Yes. Rate 5 and favorites also leave a comment. Like every time you read a chapter. Do not boom like Mak Mak readers.)
CHAPTERS I
In a luxurious house, there are many wreaths of condolences. Even tents and chairs were still lined up in front of Mr. Erlangga's residence.
That afternoon, the man who was the founder and owner of the Pradipta company had just been buried. Some people seem cleanliness still cleaning the front. Inside that luxurious house. The number one female figure in the house was still in bed in an unconscious state.
Painting Wijayanti, he still felt a deep sadness at the loss of the man who accompanied him. Erlangga Pradipta or commonly called Pak Rangga died of heart disease. This was due to one news that he heard that one of his favorite grandchildren named Ibrahim was declared one of the victims of the Bomb explosion in a building while studying in Australia.
Ayra's third son did continue his education to Australia to major in economics in the kangaroo country. But it was bad when there was an explosion in the building. Bram's third child was there as one of the seminar participants. So the news that Ibrahim became one of the victims died in the building, making Mr. Erlangga immediately rushed to the hospital. It is as if the Pradipta Family was made to come back strong in times of calamity come many times.
Ayra also had to try hard, when her son was declared dead. Papa-in-law who so loved himself at the beginning of the marriage made himself quite hit despite still trying to stay strong. The magnificent luxury house owned by Mr. Erlangga was seen once the atmosphere of grief. Rani and Bambang were only able to look at the faces of their parents in the family room. Beni and Liona. The couple still calmed each other.
In the room Painting. Ayra accompanied the mother-in-law still by chanting shalawat which she hoped could be a tranquilizer of her sad heart. Tears could no longer come out of the corner of Bram's wife's eyes. He was busy reading his prayers. Someone hugged him from behind.
"Ma.... " Ammar's hoarse voice that has just arrived in Jakarta.
Ayra's first child could not attend the funeral procession of Mr. Erlangga because he was in Japan. When the news of Ibrahim's death, he immediately flew to Indonesia but when he arrived at his homeland. A new sad news he heard that Mr. Erlangga was gone. When he arrived at the land. Mr. Erlangga has been buried.
Ayra turned her head towards the voice she had missed this one Week. Ammar hugged the woman who had given birth to him. He did not expect that the mother could still smile looking at his face. Ayra held the shoulder of her first child.
"You must be strong Mar. Don't show your sorrow in front of Qiya. Meet your sister in the room she used to sleep in." Ayra said slowly.
He calmed his daughter. Currently, Qiya is still confined to the room he used to stay in if he was staying at Mr. Erlangga's house.
Ammar nodded slowly. He kissed the back of Ayra's hand. Long enough he held a kiss on the back of his mother's hand. So that no warm grains fall soaked the back of Ayra's hand.
Ayra rubbed her son's cheek.
"Everything in this world will go back to His Son. Including Ibrahim and your Grandpa." Ayra said in a hoarse voice.
His eyes and nose looked red. His forehead felt heavy because of the many tears that came out.
Before leaving the room. Ammar kissed his grandmother's forehead Lukis.
Ammar also headed to the room where his spoiled but sometimes firm sister was alone. The fruit fell not far from the tree. That was the fitting expression for Qiya. He was alone in that room. But he was sitting on a prayer mat, his hands busy with a grain of wooden prayer beads that continued to move between the index finger and his thumb.
Ammar said his greetings when he knocked on his sister's bedroom door. Qiya replied while looking towards the door. The brothers looked at each other. Those who can usually feel each other if one of them is sick. Especially the day they lost their youngest brother. 'Baim' The usual call Qiya made for Ayra's youngest.
Ammar walked slowly. He sat in front of his sister. He pulled his sister's head wrapped up in the face. Qiya was crying all over in the big brother's arms.
"Ibra does not go Qi. He went back to see his girlfriend. He went home where he came from. Keep praying for Ibra. He'll be happy if we don't drag on in grief." Ammar said in a calm voice.
Qiya pulled her face back from the older brother. He looked into Ammar's eyeballs.
"So don't feel lost?" Qiya asked curiously. Because Ammar's voice was so calm even though there were tears in the corner of the eyes of the successor of MIKEL Group.
"Do you have to be sad when there are tears flowing? is it to feel lost to have to cry sobbing? Which brother's heart doesn't hurt, loses a smarter sister in every way. Even He who always reminds your brother to always put forward provisions to the afterlife." Obviously Ammar while holding his sister's shoulder.
Ibrahim often reminds Ammar that Ammar's principle of life says that it must be balanced between the world and the hereafter. While his youngest sister who was from childhood in the cottage to graduating high school still serve in the cottage, has the principle that the most important is the provision for the afterlife.
Ibrahim looks like Bram. He was irritated to talk but his figure sometimes made Ayra think of Abi Rohim. There are similarities between Abraham and Abi Rohim in attitude and action. Even Ammar if it has been discussed with Ibrahim, it is certain that Ayra's eldest son will be silent to hear the explanations of the youngest brother.
When Ammar tried to calm the heart of his sister. The temptation of life seems to want to go back to playing with one of Ayra's twins. A guest that Bram had just met in the front room. Makes Bram hold back his anger many times. He had deliberately not called Qiya or Ayra into the front room. Turns out the decision was right.
The parents of Hilman, who is Qiya's future husband, decided to cancel the marriage, which is only 14 days away. The invitation has been spread, not to mention the sorrow of losing the beloved father and youngest son is gone. Again he must be demanded to be patient and wise to receive the news. He also tried his molar. If it used to be the Hilman family who so wished his daughter to be a daughter-in-law in their family. So why suddenly on that day of grief they just add new wounds.
"Can't you wait until tomorrow Mr. Rendra?" Bram asked while staring at the cynical family of his future besi.
"Sorry Sir. Our own son said he didn't want to marry your daughter. He did not want his political career to be bad for marrying Qiya." Said Mr. Rendra carefully.
"What do you mean!" Snap Bram.
"Has Bram not read the latest news yet?" Ask Mr. Rendra while showing a tablet towards Bram.
Both pupils of Bram's eyes grew up reading media published by the government where Ibrahim studied economics. He also clenched his right hand.
"Who's Making This Crazy News!" Bram's snapping still held back his emotions.
"So for this reason, I also agree with Hilman. We think faster is better. Qiya and Hilman's wedding plans are cancelled." Said Mr. Rendra, excuse me.
A woman who had tried hard. He fell down just before he came down the stairs. His defense collapsed, he seemed unable to hear the news that again hurt his heart.
The woman fell down the stairs until she rolled down. Bram shouted loudly calling out a name.
Seriate...