The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
The 52 Limited Edition
Rafi's in the hospital. When delivering Bram's needs coincided with the police were going to take Bram to the hospital. Rafi also accompanies Bram who is still unconscious.
One finger Bram is moving. The man slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was hazy.he saw the vague face of a man whom he deeply memorized. After both of his eyes were perfectly opened, he saw Rafi sitting next to his bed.
The pain in his temples, lips and stomach makes his lips let out the first word after he kissed.
"Awww."
"Sir."
Bram pulls one of his hands and holds his recently sewn temple. Bram immediately remembered what made him become in pain like this moment.
"Drink first sir."
Rafi offered a glass of water with a pipette. Bram sipped the white water. Her dry throat became wet.
"I've asked you to separate Master from them. And I also ask this not to leak. Tomorrow morning you'll be back in the holding cell. Your wounds aren't serious enough just that your temples have to be sewn."
Bram just looked at Rafi flat. He doesn't want to know. Want it to feel he came out of that place but Ayra's speech seemed to be a song that kept ringing in his ears.
"I'm sorry, sir, I can't tell Mr. Erlangga. I'm worried about attracting the media. Your grandmother is still in the hospital. Fearing to add weight to their minds, I will accompany you here tonight. And can I tell Bu Ayra?"
"You think he wouldn't have darted here if he heard of my condition? It's the same thing you told my mom and dad. Just secret. No one knows."
"Sir."
"Hem."
"Tadi Bu Ayra left a message if your phone one day there was a dozen calls from an unknown number. He was worried important but he did not dare to lift it. You only allow to keep your belongings Sir."
"Heh..... What do you think of Ayra."
"...."
"Say this is not work hours and at work . Let's just say I need someone I'm asking for his opinion on "
Rafi swallowed her Saliva violently. Almost 8 years he worked as Bram's assistant but only this time he saw Bram asking for his opinion. All this time he only became an impingement when every problem was raging in his big boss.
"Sa-Yeah. Lt's...."
Rafi was still afraid to express her opinion.
"Isa.... Quickly say. You said you'd accompany me tonight."
"Alright, my opinion Bu Ayra is a woman who is quite a step in the end of this age. With his nature and attitude to love the father who has only been his husband for a few days. Though you married without acquaintance and love first."
"You're watching your boss' wife!?"
The sarcastic tone as usual always issued Bram's lips when he felt uncomfortable.
"Bu-Kan's chat. I was called by Mr. Erlangga, and it was Bu Ayra who asked me to take your needs for the next few days."
Bram furrowed Keuda his black eyebrows.
"my needs? what's?"
"If I see when the police officer checks it it it's like soap, toothpaste, the deodorant of the tree is complete sir. Even the police officer was happy because their work became lighter when all the shipment had been packed according to the procedure to be able to enter the cell."
"What is different?"
"Bu Ayra makes your needs in these little plastics sir."
Bram recalled his sentence when before meeting Helena.
"Alright if you do choose to stay by my side."
"Hurry up my phone number. Tell her. Say hang on and protect every asset of your husband. Your husband's assets are also your assets so use all you want to be your husband's assets just like yours."
"Good Sir."
Ayra who was still murojaah on the prayer mat heard the ringing sound from Bram's phone, quickly he ended his activities and slightly ran towards Bram's desk. He took the phone from the drawer and it was on the screen that said Rafi's name.
"Thank you no yes. But who knows it's important that he didn't meet Bram. Is anything important?"
Ayra hesitated to accept the call. But he was brave because his heart after the magrib did not feel calm. Her eyes always presented her husband's handsome and cold face.
"Let's just say, maybe Rafi has a message from Bram. Bismillah... Forgive Ayra mas. This time, Ayra was forced to. "
Ayra received the call.
"Hello. Assalamualaikum."
"Wa-waalaikumsalam. This is Rafi."
Bram quickly sits down and robs Rafi's phone he touches Rafi's phone screen which says loud speaker. Until Ayra's soft voice could be heard clearly.
"Yes I know, how is Mas Bram?
Bram raised both of his eyeballs to Rafi. The phone lying on the bed let out a questioning voice from Ayra.
"Good Mom. I have sent the message and the question my mother asked me."
"Alhamdulillah.... "
"For a while, Mom, I remember your message because it was long enough."
At the end of there Ayra furrowed her brows hearing Rafi's sentence. But Bram raises his breath and touches the phone screen with the word Silent until Ayra is unable to hear what he will say.
"You've been working on me for how long, huh? Tell him to stay and protect every asset of your husband. Your husband's assets are also your assets so use all you want, which is your husband's assets just like yours."
Rafi repeated what her boss said several times. As if worried that the shipment will disappear he quickly touched the screen of his phone with a silent writing so that Ayra who was worried that the connection was off could hear the voice from the phone again.
"Hello.... Hola.... "
"The message says hold on and protect every asset of your husband. Your husband's assets are also your assets, so use whatever is your husband's assets just like yours. That ma'am seems more or less like ma'am."
"Alhamdulillah.... "
One word of gratitude that Ayra said entered Bram's ear, he could imagine the happy face of Ayra who understood the meaning of Rafi's words just now. Bram believes if his wife is a smart woman then such sentences he is able to understand. Evidently his wife's lips immediately said a word of gratitude and sound Ayra's voice was so happy.
Ayra believed that her husband was the one who said those words. Not Rafi. Because he remembered when such a sentence he had said. That sentence when he met Shela.
"Thank you Rafi. Is there anything you want to say?"
"No ma'am, like there's nothing."
"All right then, I've done it. It's not good we've been calling this long and my husband's not with me."
"Good Mom."
Rafi ended her call. He saw his boss smiling with lips that looked slightly swollen.
"You're right, she's a female limited edition."
Bram again secured himself on the hospital bed.
Ayra is happy because she understands that her husband gives her a chance to wait for her. At least her husband kept the promise to keep his new household these few days.
But when Ayra will return the phone back in place. The phone rings again. A cursory look at the incoming message makes Ayra quickly open the phone that was not locked by her husband.
📩 "It's Me shela. We need to talk if we want this case to be resolved. I know you're holding Bram's phone now. I'm waiting tonight at Pinky's cafe at 8."
Bram's news that has been determined to be a suspect makes Shela want to harass Bram's little wife.
Ayra stared at her husband's mobile screen.
"So you called my husband's number one today. What exactly do you want."