
"It turns out you're a smart girl. Yes I planned all this and you would be very surprised if you knew who gave me this crazy idea. Hehe."
Ayra smiled happily as the sentence slid so clearly from the mouth of the beautiful and famous model in the modeling world of the country and abroad.
Ayra takes her avocado juice with her right hand and she enjoys the juice which has fat content and is rich in vitamin E.
"I see you prefer lemon tea over avocado. You know the word avocado comes from the Aztecs. They symbolize if this avocado is the symbol of love. Because they consider this fruit aphrodisiac or increase libido.
But why is your lust bigger than mine. I really like Avocados."
"Bad you! Your head you cover. Your body you cover but your mouth is venomous!"
"Patience to Miss Shela. That should be angry at me. You insulted me earlier. Saying I'm a lemper, you put my husband in jail, and when I'm just curious about you why should you ride a blackhead?
Shela's facial water grew sour. He looked at Ayra full of anger. His hands were already itching to slap Ayra.
"Does your religion teach you such things? Didn't your teacher educate your mouth that way? Or have your prophets abandoned their teachings to rebuke people?!"
One hand Shela wanted to take a glass of lemon tea that was in front of her. Intentions wanted to flush the drink into Ayra's face but he lost quickly. Ayra first took the drink and splashed it on the beautiful face of the model who was so interested in the automotive magazine to be a model in their magazine.
"Yuuuur."
"Ohahhhhhh!!!!!"
Shela stood up from her seat. He screamed very loudly. His eyes looked hard at Ayra.His jaw was hardened.breaths that go up and up seen' from his chest indicates the woman was very angry at Ayra.
Shela again wants to pull out Ayra's hijab. Ayra's one hand held Shela's hand firmly. Her tiny body was not expected by Shela could grip her wrists hard. The woman who had calmed down earlier could now act rudely. The woman who had previously commented on the smile now only had lips that were clenched but held back from opening.
The woman who had not looked at Shela with a look of hate this time was clearly seen the look in Ayra's eyes so sharp. He raised both of his eyes which had lashes.
"Awwwhi. Release!"
Shela groans in pain as Ayra clutches Shela's wrist. Two pairs of eyes from the first floor were enjoying this rare sight. They did not expect that a gentle, kind and patient woman like Ayra would be able to be rude to others.
"Did I say Ran. That woman is no match for my sister-in-law."
Bams took pictures of Ayra and Shela through her smartphone in a video recording.
"The calm water washed away Bams. Look Ayra she was so calm. But Shela continues to tease until trying to swim too deep so inevitably the water must pull it so that Shela knows the calm of the water does not mean no harm."
Bambang raised both his eyes. Papa's statement made him shake his head and smile at the video he was recording.
"You should see what my brother-in-law's like to keep you Bram. Don't regret that if you let go, he won't come back to you. She is a loyal woman to her partner. That's pretty rare in this day and age."
Ayra who heard Shela's groaning released her grip on Shela's wrist. Yet one slap floated onto his white face.
"Yesterlies!"
Ayra held her hot cheeks and she could feel the red of her face because the palm of the culprit looked red.
"Yesterlies!"
"Wow..... You're cool Ayra. Rani's gonna love this video." Said Bambang who saw Ayra land a slap into Shela's cheek.
"Aaawwwhh."
Shela holds both of her cheeks which hurt.
Shela looked towards Ayra. He pointed his index finger towards Ayra's face.
"You'll regret having dealt with me Ayra! I will repay you for this. And don't expect me to forget what you just did! remember this!"
"You are zoning yourself Shela when you do Dzolim to others. I'm not afraid of anyone. Do what you want to do. Allah is Most Helper, God willing I will only ask for protection from my Lord. May you soon be guided by every sin you have committed." Ayra.
'And may my heart and lips be patient not to mention your name before my Lord, for the tears of prayer of the persecuted will not be his hijab. I am still patient because my Abi and Umi forbid me to pray for those who hurt me!' Ayra also calmed her heart.
Ayra thrust a sheet of tissue at Shela, to wipe off the water from the lemon tea container. But Shela ignores Ayra's actions. Shela grunts annoyed. The woman took her glasses and put them on her face. He pulled the rough little bag that was on the table until he dropped the glass of Ayra avocado juice.
"Your name!"
Taps.
Taps.
Taps.
When he got to the bottom floor he was greeted by Bambang. Ayra's sister-in-law gave a round of applause until a mocking look at Shela.
"Proof. Prook.Prook." the sound of applause coming from Bambang.
"No third meeting if you don't want to lose her third WO Miss Beautiful. My sister-in-law has a charm more beautiful, more charming and stronger than you. Hehe." Bambang said happily.
"Braaac!"
Shela pushed the door of the cafe violently.
Bambang laughed happily to see Shela coming out of the cafe with her face and front hair wet with lemon tea earlier.
Mr. Erlangga saw Ayra had been on his side approaching and saw a little blood on the tip of his daughter-in-law's lips.
"Ay's pain?"
"A little pa."
He still took the time to smile before sticking a sheet of tissue to the tip of his lips. Both her cheeks were wet with tears. Ayra pulled out a chair and she leaned her body on it.
He cried with his face down. Her tears were dripping so hard. The sobbing of Ayra made her shoulders sway indicating that there was something very sick that Mr. Erlangga's daughter-in-law felt. Sobs Ayra made Mr. Erlangga rub the back of his daughter-in-law.
"It hurts so much, Ay?"
Ayra did not answer. He was still bowed with a sobbing Isaac that sounded very sad. Bambang and Erlangga sat in front of Ayra. They looked at each other and Bambang shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll beat that girl. Dare she make my sister-in-law cry."
Bambang stood up and wanted to catch up with Shela but Ayra prevented him.
"Don't Bams. I'm not crying because of her slap. But I just committed a sin... Hixes. Hiks.Hiks..."
"Pardon your servant who does this work, Lord. Yes Rasulullah....
Forgive every sin and caliph that I have committed Rabb. You are truly forgiving. I'm sorry, Messenger of Allah, I deserve to be called your people...."