The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
26. Shopped
Mistress Painkis was shocked to see her daughter-in-law's expression. The hooded Aisha knitted her two eyebrows together.
"What's up Ay? You all right?"
"Ma, Sorry. Ayra was so grateful that mom accepted Ayra from the first with sincerity and patience. Thank you for being so considerate of Ayra. But Ayra can talk about something?"
Mistress Lukis gently rubbed Ayra's arm.
"Ayra this taste is too excessive ma. To buy clothes in total. Ayra is only afraid of ma, because anything excessive is one of the behaviors that God hates."
"But you said earlier pleasing the husband was one to get the reward?"
The mistress painted a little disappointed at Ayra's refusal.
"Yes ma. But a wife must also be good at guarding her husband's property. This includes spending on things that are too excessive or something that we buy based on desires rather than based on needs. Ayra just pick a few. We'll be here again sometime, okay?"
"But I'm sorry Non Ayra, Mistress of painting. Shopping that has been in the note can not be returned."
The lady painted a happy smile because there was no reason her daughter refused with all the knowledge she had.
Ayra could only smile at the smile of satisfaction on her lips.
"Ma, in divide by three you want the clothes."
"Well?"
"Don't you have 3 daughters-in-law? worried about jealousy among the other daughters-in-law if only Ayra who mama bought clothes let alone up to this much ma."
Ayra had already held some of the paper bags.
"Wear the Bram card. It was not my mother who bought it. Maybe because he's not used to living like us to the amount of money that he thought was a waste. What other reason do you want to give, huh? Women do not know themselves. You've only been in this family for one day. Don't feel too smart! is this what one of the best students says?! Heh!"
"Mas, indeed, every provision that flows to us is not because of our hard work but because Allah is pleased until it flows to us."
"Shut up! I don't need your talk! Hurry up because I have to go to the office!"
"Ma, Bram wait outside. Rani and Bambang are waiting too."
Bram gives a Gold-colored card to Aisha. Aisha just stared in disbelief at a husband yelling at his wife in front of others. The sight that made Aisha more amazed by the figure of Ayra, the woman lowered her head when her husband vented anger on her.
"Bram.... Mama doesn't like you saying rude things to your wife."
"Hurry up ma. I need to get to the office. If you still want to listen to this mother's daughter-in-law's talk at home."
Bram presses a pin on the EDC machine that Aisha thrusts and passes when the Gold card is returned by Aisha.
"Patience Ay. Sometimes the household has its own trials. Stay how we are. Whether to resign, or fight to save our household."
"Believe the best for Ayra and Bram ma."
"Of course it's a pity." replied Mrs Painted
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Bram had just arrived at a magnificent and luxurious building. After driving Mama, Rani and Ayra to a salon that used to be a favorite place for her mother to do the treatment.
The building is magnificent because there are 15 floors, in the building. When Bram got down from the black car, a man with a sharp nose and narrow eyes was standing in front of the building.
Rafi lowered her head a sign of respect to the leader. Bram walked up to the elevator to the 15th floor. Upon arrival on the 15th floor, Bram entered a room that had witnessed his success while leading the MIKEL Group.
"Say when will they have a meeting?"
Bram sat on the black Hydraulic chair and opened some files on his desk.
"Tomorrow morning sir, regarding the shares for Mr. Beni I'm taking care of and for Mrs Ayra tomorrow it can be held a shareholder meeting but Mr. Beni must also be present tomorrow."
"Have you contacted him?"
Bram focused on reading one file in a blue map without looking at the interlocutor.
"It's sir."
"Alright, just set it up and for the party invitation you asked me not to want too many guests. Enough in the country."
"Understand sir."
"Okay, come back to your room."
The man named Rafi died Bram himself in the President's room. Rafi is Bram's assistant at MIKEL Group. He was also a confidant of Mr. Erlangga to take care of some of the shares of Pradipta company.
MIKEL is a company that almost colabs. But because the intelligence of the President and his business soul made the company rise and now has many small companies under the auspices of MIKEL Group.
A company engaged in the processing and export of imported palm oil and rubber. All started from Mr. Erlangga engaged in oil palm plantations and coal mining until the eldest son was interested in building a company that has in almost the same field.
Bram gazed into the glass that made his netra able to see the frenzy of his vehicle in the hours of his home office. He thought of it as if a dream had just been hurt by Shela now he had to marry a woman he did not love.
Suddenly a spoiled voice emerged from behind the door and immediately embraced the athletic body of the Chairman of MIKEL Group.
"Soooooo."