The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
41 Be Friends for Us
Ayra held Helena's hands together. Highlight Ayra's eyes full of emphasis As if defending her territorial territory. Helena looked at Ayra still with tears on her cheeks.
“Your childhood friend is my husband now. We were tied up in a marriage 3 days ago. If I were you.
First I will congratulate you because my best friend has found his soul mate. Second, Resist the existing flavor because the person you like has someone who has.
Third, I will not be friends with a married man because there will be a shetan among you. Precisely I will know what kind of woman my best friend married in order to become a new friend.”
“Wow. You wise woman turned out to be "
Bram who had been silent was now making a sound and that made Ayra stiffen a hand around her waist from behind and one chin rested on her shoulders. Who else if not Bram.
“Ayra is right Helena. I'm sorry, we're married."
Helena was sobbing in her tears. Both hands he lowered and he looked at Bram expectantly.
“You must not love him Bram. I know you well. You're a man who doesn't fall in love with a woman like her.”
Ayra approached Helena. He wiped Helena's white cheeks with his lentic finger. And smiling sweetly. He looked at Helena with a friendly face instead of a sharp gaze like some time ago.
“Save your tears for more important Helena.”
Helena looked at Ayra in disbelief, the woman from earlier was quite brave and looked at her sharply, now so soft and sweet.
Ayra took both of Helena's hands and grasped them.
“Marriage does not have to start with love. But marriage with the intention of worship and staying away from adultery is good. Falling in love and courting after marriage is more beautiful because it will feel sweet if something illegal to do while not married becomes halal and worth worship when one partner is bound in marriage mahligai.”
Helena's voice sounded still with a hint of sobbing.
“You know Helena, when Ijab qobul is spoken. Then everything related to me will be borne by my husband at the end of the day.
When his Ijab qobul Arsh shook because of the weight of the covenant made by my husband before the LORD. Witnessed by angels and humans. So much responsibility that my husband bears.
As I should have, I lightened that responsibility to obey my husband and love him.”
“So did religion make our responsibilities men?” Bram muttered in his heart.
“It turns out you are quite charming and graceful behind your veil. It's fitting that Bram looks to receive you.” Helena also persevered to hear the words of Bramantyo's wife.
“I as his wife apologize if all this time he hurt you. And if our marriage hurts you too. Rest assured now your soul mate may be waiting for you. Or being solidified to be beside you.”
Ayra gave him a tissue from inside her small bag. Because she saw Helena having trouble breathing because of the fluid that clogs both noses.
Helena who felt tight chest because of her love ran aground in the middle of the struggle. He sobbed crying over himself who was already an orphan and now he had to feel alone because his childhood friend also left him.
Helena sat on the floor and roared in tears of her fate. Bram who could not bear to see women crying approached but Ayra first raised Helena's body so as not to sit on the floor. He hugged Helena and gently stroked Ayra's back.
“I'm sorry Helena, I didn't mean to hurt you. Crying if you cry can make you calm.”
Bram saw the scene also gave a sentence that makes one heart calm and one heart happy hue. Bram looked at the two women present at different times. One of them and one of them will be his future. He put both his hands in his pants pocket.
“Crying on my wife's shoulders from now on Helen. Because my shoulders are no longer halal to sustain your grief. Because my body is only halal to be touched by my wife. Don't leave my life. Be my best friend and my wife.”