The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
57 Do I Deserve You, Ay?
Almost half an hour Erlangga's car was trapped in the traffic jam evacuation of a toppled truck. But when crossing a stall that was also the victim of being hit by the head of a truck until the front of the stall made of board was seen destroyed.
A mother was crying with a child in her arms. He asked to be taken to the hospital. Waiting for an ambulance that never came. When Mr. Erlangga's car passed the woman. Ayra asks Bambang to stop.
"Bams, stop it. We'll take the mother to the hospital first. Pity him why no one would take the mother."
Bambang did not bother him he was still driving the car slowly.
"Bam. Pa."
Ayra's voice was heard softly because the rest of her crying and her puffy eyes were still clearly visible.
"Well, if why-why with that kid in the car we get bothered."
"Astaghfirullah's.... Bams. Imagine if the woman was Rani and the child in her arms was Raka?"
"But Ay if that kid dies in our car. We're gonna get shit. Not to mention we'll bother dealing with the police to follow the procedure as witnesses."
"Astaghfirullah's. This is the reason why many cars, many people but do not want to help the mother to go to the hospital. What if an ambulance comes but the child can no longer be saved.... "
Ayra's voice rang out because her nose was blocked due to crying too much.
"Betul Ay, let the ambulance come soon."
Mr. Erlangga calmed Ayra down by slightly turning her body towards the back.
"Fear of being asked for testimony by the police and affairs with the police because it will interfere with our activities and activities. What about the relationship with God?
Are we not afraid that God would hold them accountable when they should have been saved in an accident as soon as they got to the hospital but because we who are not empathetic end up losing their lives?
As-Syaukani in his book as-Sailul Jarar al-Mutadaffiq ‘alal Hada’iqil Azhar explained that helping people whose lives are threatened is a must or obligation. While not harming us. If you don't let Ayra come down. Ayra will find a vehicle to help the mother and the child."
"Don't Ay.... Don'tdon't. All right, open the door Bams. Find the nearest hospital."
Bams opened the car door. The woman hugged her son and sat next to Ayra. Ayra held the blood still flowing from the boy's head with a tissue she took from inside her bag.
It did not take long. 15 minutes Bambang had parked his car in a fairly large hospital and seen several nurses approaching and carrying a rolling belt and brought the little boy into the ER.
She was crying at the ER door. Ayra gave the mother a bottle of mineral water. And try to calm the not-so-old woman. Mr. Erlangga chose to sit not far from Ayra with Bambang.
"What a very gentle personality."
"And Bram still can't seem to see my little sister-in-law's charm"
Mr. Erlangga caught a figure he knew. Quickly he followed the man who was carrying the paper bag a little in a hurry.
"Rafi!"
"Sir Erlangga. How do you know I'm in this hospital.?"
"So Bram's been treated here."
"Yes." Yeah."
But the voice of a woman made Mr. Erlangga and Rafi shocked.
"Mas Bram treated pa? Didn't you say this afternoon that Bram's mas is fine Rafi?"
Ayra approached the two men of different ages.
"Ma-Af Ma'am. Mr. Bram's asking to be kept secret from the family."
"Pa. Ayra wants to see Bram pa's mas."
The raucous voice of his son-in-law again made Mr. Erlangga have to throw his breath rough.
"Let's take us to Bram's room."
"I-Mom why is his shirt full of blood?"
"Quick Rafi deliver us to Bram's room."
Ayra did not answer but asked Rafi to immediately take them to the room where Bram was treated. Arrived in a room with a high-statured policeman. Ayra quickly entered the room following Rafi.
Bram who still had his tears left quickly wiped the two tears with his thumb.
"Astaghfirullah's.... What happened to you."
He's approaching Bram. Just now he will hold Bram's forehead which has stitch wounds and the corner of the husband's lips looks swollen. But her husband's hand held.
"What happened to you?"
Both of Bram's netra grew up because he saw Ayra's blood-soaked clothes and hijab. The blood that came from the mother and child that he had helped earlier. He had to help the mother so that the blood would not continue to flow. Until the hijab and clothes look a lot of blood splotches.
Ayra quickly took a few steps back because she realized that her current appearance did not provide comfort both in appearance and odorless body. She knew she was now in an unpleasant situation for her husband.
"There were accident victims. We're taking her to Bram's hospital."
Just wanted to scold his men because Bram thinks Rafi told his family.
"Are you okay Bram?"
"What happened to Bram did that cop beat you up?"
Bram was lazy to answer that question. His eyes were still on his new wife a moment ago he saw her crying sobbing.
"Mr Bram was rocked by a prisoner who had been there for several days. Drug and robbery."
"Crazy. They gave you a roommate on a case like this. Damn it."
"That's Bams. Bram has to rest."
"I'm sorry you couldn't accompany you because there was some work that I had to do in the office and I had to go home because my parents suddenly visited the apartment."
"Don't you just say you're gonna wait for me here?"
"Let me accompany you. I'll spend the night here."
Bram who was staring intently at Rafi glanced at Ayra. Somehow his lips did not want to let out sharp words as usual.
"Let's just Bams. You go home. Your clothes are full of blood. And it smells so fishy."
"Rest is Ay. You must be tired. Your eyes are so puffy."
"Bams can't. Poor Rani, Raka has this one daily in staying. Papa should also accompany your mama Bram."
"Yes, it's true Bram."
Bambang menimpali cepat.
"Mama can't be alone. Helena can't stay overnight because there are patients in her clinic who need treatment. Let me call the house guy to drop Ayra's clothes"
Mr. Erlangga approached towards his son.
"Papa was forced to lie for your happiness if he could love Ayra, Bram. Papa hope this endless calamity will bring down your pride."
"Papa must have had that idea so they could have some time together. Maybe the freezer's gonna melt a little."
"You guys are so compact. I know you're trying to get me some time together. Okay Ayra, let's try this relationship from the beginning."
"Just as you are."
Bram threw his gaze at the lighted television screen.
"But wait a minute. Ayra wants to clean the hijab and dress to lose the fishy smell."
"Alright Ay. Go, papa will call the house immediately"
Rafi was saying goodbye immediately because she did not want to receive the sharp gaze and anger of her boss for suddenly saying there was a job she made. Ayra's departure made Bambang and Mr. Erlangga also told if Ayra had just met Shela.
Bambang also showed us a video of Ayra slapping Shela.
"Father hope you try to open your heart to Ayra, she's a hard-to-find woman of this age Bram."
"Yes brother. You know women who cry just for slapping. The adulterous ones still want to take men. Think carefully, because a woman of the type like Ayra when she belongs to someone else, she will be faithful.
Don't let you be like a kite figure breaking up. And Ayra became Kinannya because there is a doctor who has long put his heart on the ex-wife will be sick bro klo love it comes when the time is too late."
Bram replied to Bambang tightly and closed both his eyes. He did not deny what was said by two people who were quite meaningful in his life.
"Shut up!. My head is dizzy. I want to take a break.!"
"Do I deserve you. Ay's..... "