The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
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Bram out of his sports car.

"Who's parked here!?"

The sound of Bram's screams was so strong that some people were parking their heads but immediately lowered their heads when they found out that the scream was coming from the CEO where they were working.

A few men in black clothes approached and bowed respectfully.

"I'm sorry, sir, we told you but the woman said she was your wife. We heard the news that you're married so let him park here."

One of the men in black explained to Bram with a face that was still down.

"Yourselfish!"

Ayra who had gotten out of the car heard her husband's upset voice calling out one new name in her ear.

The man who was always blustering was ruffled around his waist and slammed the door of his car violently.

"Braaac."

Bram threw his car keys at the man in black who looked burly.

"I want to get rid of that car and change my blue car at home!"

Bram walked towards the elevator and looked from a distance 2 people were running towards Bram and Ayra. One of them holds the intercom.

"Mr Bram is headed for the elevator. Replace."

"Ready. Condition clear."

And a voice came out of the intercom and made Ayra comment on the world of her husband.

"As soon as you're respected, is this the CEO world?"

Bram who saw there were some reporters standing in the elevator that specialized workers approaching. Until Bram had to pull Ayra's waist until his wife's body was slightly smaller than his body was in an embrace with his right hand he was wrapped around his wife's slender waist.

Ayra turned back to Bram because again her husband did something suddenly. Ayra smelled the scent of her husband's body, the scent of perfume that so calmed Ayra's heart. Ayra blushed in embarrassment as there were 2 men in black clothes behind them.

"Sorry Mr. Bram I would like to confirm a warm 44-second video similar to that of international model Shela Wilona. Is that really you? Do you have a special relationship?"

Suddenly a reporter Bram knew thrust a cell phone at him and another man was ready with his camera.

Bram is a superior businessman, he is good at maintaining his image in public. Until when his heart groaned about what else he faced while his head was still hot with the statements of Beni and Helena, now the name Shela also appeared carrying skewed gossip about him.

"I'm sorry I don't understand what you mean?".

Bram smiled at the two people who were blocking them from the elevator door.

The reporter pulled out another cell phone and played a video that appeared to be a man trying to*mbumu woman in a room. The dim light made it not too obvious the man but the woman's face was clearly Shela.

Seen from the video how the man was so passionate in m*mbu women who seemed to enjoy what the man did to his body. Even de sa han Shela's voice could be heard clearly in Ayra's ears.

Both of Bram's netra grew, his jaw hardened, Ayra who was standing right next to Bram was able to clearly see the short video. And Netra Ayra was able to see that the man was her husband. Wanting to refuse but a few days to be the wife of Bram, able for Ayra to recognize her husband's gesture.

Ayra threw away her gaze from the perverted video. There's a sense of stuffiness in him. There was pain and wanted to run from that place. But Ayra, who has learned a lot about the theory of housekeeping, made the daughter and student Umi Laila refrain from anger, disappointment and hatred towards her husband before Tabayun or listening to clarification from her husband.

"Astaghfirullah's.... Strong servant of Rabb. What happiness awaits the servant behind the many trials that You have given Rabb. I am sure there will be happiness behind the labor that is bathed in sweat that drips when climbing a hill of struggle to reach a household that is sadinah mawadah warahmah. Then I will be patient waiting for that moment."

Ayra looked at her husband's face that held back anger. The hug on her waist felt a little tighter as either consciously or not Bram slightly squeezed Ayra's waist.

Ayra tried to calm her husband even though her own heart was raging with many questions. But as if the provision to become a wife he has had enough when mondok then it does not make Ayra quickly conclude a problem. He remembered his Abi message when discussing about harmonious households.

..."Abi wants a message for you santriwati. Tomorrow if you become a wife, you have to be smart. How clever? understand the husband's feelings. Every household has problems. Then you all have to be good at choosing the time, when the problem can be communicated to the husband? Do not husband come home from work, you directly discuss the problem. Choose the right time to look at the face of the husband. Happy or not. Yea?"...

The famous Kyai Rohim often inserts advice for his students when teaching.

Ayra was still trying to calm her heart. He felt now was not the right time to ask for an explanation to the husband. Right now her husband needs the calmness and trust of the person who will definitely think that the man in the video is her.

"I'm sorry there's more important business. I will hold a press conference. Excuse me."

The elevator doors opened, two men in black standing behind Bram and Ayra blocking two journalists who tried to enter the elevator.

Bram pulls Ayra into the elevator. One man holding the intercom pressed the close the door button and spoke to the person across the intercom.

"Master has been in the elevator immediately heading upstairs."

"No, I want to go to the roof top. No one bothers me there!"

Bram's cold voice made the man quickly reconfirm what the CEO of their company wanted.

Ayra saw a flash of anger from the edge of her husband's face. He put his hands on Bram. Bram reflexes.

"What do you think after seeing the video?"

Ayra lifted her head and the sweet smile she gave to her husband who was tired of his mood.

"First, I don't want to judge if it's true. Because who knows the man in the video is you or not only you who know the mas. Second, I will not believe in others, because the strong foundation of the household is when the wife and husband trust each other by building good communication. I don't want to judge that something can't be trusted.

Third, How dark our partner is, it is not our right to judge him because each of us has a mass. Maybe we know the shortcomings of our partner but we are also required to know that our partner has advantages that may not have been seen by God to us when a bad is shown.

I'm just gonna hear and believe what you're saying, with a piece of evidence that points to a fact, not a word people let alone a video of it."

"Yesterday he cried when I mentioned Shela's name, now he can be so calm. What exactly does he feel for me. Poor fellow? Of love? or obsession?"

Bram looked at his wife's two blinds.

"Didn't you love me?"

Deg.

One question that makes Ayra's heart have to beat again.

Ayra took one of Bram's hands and placed it on her chest. He did the same. Her right hand was placed on her husband's chest. Until one pair of husband and wife just look at each other without words. Only the beating of the heart was so unruly and so fast of each of them that it seemed to answer what they were thinking.

Dag.

Digs

Dugs

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