The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
68 Bucin Ayra Bram 2
"Ehm.... Um.... "
This time it's Bram's turn to get a little embarrassed. Shame on yourself for being able to touch Ayra so affectionately and ashamed of Ayra because from yesterday he was very sniffy on his wife but today he seems to be not himself.
Ayra who remembered going to ask permission to Bram was quick to open the chat. She knew from the face of her husband if the CEO of MIKEL Group was feeling clumsy for his actions just now.
"Mas said he had not had breakfast. Would you like some breakfast here or inside?"
Bram glanced at the blue food box in front of Ayra. He chose to eat in the room.
"Either eat here."
Ayra quickly opened the box she brought from home. Paper bag containing the needs of her husband she put down. When opening the rice town Ayra's forehead wrinkled.
"Astaghfirullah's.... Maafin Ayra. Ayra forgot to get in the spoon."
"Well, what do you eat? Yes, it'll be inside."
Suddenly a voice coming from the stomach of Bram made the Kalimantan-born man have to rub his neck because he felt embarrassed.
"Kruyuk."
"Mas, can't dzolim be the same yourself. Our bodies are entitled to their rights. The right to rest if the body is tired, and now the right of the stomach is asked to be filled and not well klo postponed."
"Where's Trus eating? time kayak doggy directly pack mouth."
"Hehehe.... You are a hobby of anger. I can put my hands on, baby.... "
Seeers.
Bram who looked at any direction quickly turned to look at the wife's face. One word that made his heart beat. He felt like an ABG in love. This was the first time he had a taste like this.
Either because whether Ayra's affectionate words are sincere from the heart or Shela's affectionate words are too often spoken. Is that what makes Bram's heart instantly chaotic and want to hear the word love coming out of his wife's tiny lips again.
"Have you ever seen a CEO eat a hand pack? I'm not hygienic, Ay."
"Who said? yes washed first. It just ate. The Prophet shalallahu alaihi wassalam also exemplifies eating by hand."
"Your husband is not the Prophet."
"But his people. Yeah, you want Ayra to bribe?"
"Well?!"
Ayra who saw her husband was shocked and saw that her husband seemed to cover up the fatigue in her heart. So she deliberately teased her husband, because there was a sense of happiness when she saw her husband laughing or just smiling thinly.
Ayra brought her head closer to the side of Bram's ear.
"My dear husband wants to be bribed?"
Deg.
Bram whose face immediately blushed quickly tried to eliminate the shock and the look of his face that could be ascertained was blushing.
"Tell me why your attitude is so different when you're not married. Don't be this naughty. I asked you to look at me that's not what you do."
The new Ayra will rise up to wash her hands with mineral water towards the litter box stopping her intention.
"Because it is not halal, if it is now even a worship. So Ayra wants to get as much reward through the door of Ayra's husband."
Bram let out his breath softly. He never thought of his wife's way of thinking. Almost the average woman he knew always teased him with facial beauty and body sexiness. But Ayra had not once teased her with those two things but her heart was able to tremble with just a little babble of his wife.
Ayra who had returned to the table took the rice and the side dish with her right hand. Bram watched his wife. He could not believe this was the first time he ate rice by hand let alone being fed by the woman who loved him.
Ayra's first bribe goes to Bram. When her husband opened his mouth. Ayra quickly read the basmalah and the meal prayer, then she quickly put her first feed into the mouth of her husband.
"Slowly down."
Bram said to Ayra he was chewing a little slowly. Ayra who saw her watch looked at her husband's face.
"Mas, Ayra next week can attend the Endussana event at Abi's cottage?"
Bram who had swallowed the first bribe from Ayra also answered Ayra's question.
"Why should I give permission, I can't accompany you either."
.
"When she was a girl, Ayra gave her permission to Abi or Umi if she went anywhere. But now I'm in charge of Ayra. Then Ayra will go to the event if I give her permission"
Bram was silent for a moment.
"It is not patiently named if we do not meet those who test our patience. Community life should be like that. There are already parts. God willing, Ayra will be patient."
Instantly Ayra recalled the incident as she slapped Shela. His face turned soft, clear puddles began to gather at the corner of Ayra's eyes.
"Aye.... "
One hand Bram raised Ayra's chin. Ayra smiled at Bram.
"Ayra's sorry, but Ayra slapped She-" yesterday"
Bram who already knew the story from Rafi quickly covered both of Ayra's lips with his hands.
"Sstt. He said he wanted to bribe me, I didn't want the rice to be salty"
Ayra continued her activities but stopped again when Bram's mouth was open.
"Don't get bitten again Lo mas.... "
Embarrassed, Bram quickly advanced his face and grabbed Ayra's quick bribe. After the food managed to move to the hull, Bram asked his wife.
"Have you had breakfast?"
Ayra shook her head slowly.
"You said you couldn't dzolim on your own body. Eat it fast too. That's enough for both."
Ayra shook her head slowly. And her powerful voice was able to make her husband choke.
"If it was a bribe. Ayra wants to eat now. Honey want to bribe Ayra?"
"Ohuukk... Uhuukk.... The uhuukk."
Ayra laughed and quickly gave her husband a drink.
"You love to make me choke on Ay."
"Have my husband never been seduced? Mas's face looks cute klo again misbehavior hehehe....."
"Oh my Lord.... "
Bram quickly got up and picked up the mineral water, he washed his hands on the trash can in the room.
A little stiff right hand Bram took rice and vegetables for Ayra. He gave her his first feed.
"The prayers are self-read, I'm not sorry."
Ayra recites her food intentions and enjoys her husband's first feed. Hem, the pleasure that Ayra felt. Not from his cooking, but because this was the first time for him to eat a man's feed.
"I told you not to look at my face like that. You will miss your husband."
"Every night mas, even bik Asih is still confused Until now why the bed sheets mas should not be replaced."
Both of Bram's eyes grew larger. He could not believe what he had just heard.
"At least, even though there is no mas and I still sleep in the workspace mas, the aroma of mas is still attached to the blanket and pillow mas bed."
"We! Our bed. From now on sleep there. Be Miss Bramantyo Pradipta not only in the marriage book, also in front of people but also in Ay's room."
Ayra again bribed Bram gently. His heart seemed to get heavy rain when a long drought hit. Bram fed his wife gently.
One sense in two hearts that a husband and wife have is present on the sidelines of eating with them. A feeling of being happy for each other.
"I'm sorry for every tear that falls because of me. Forgive your heart that I hurt. I don't know how to love you, but I'm gonna start Stomping for you."
"May God give you his guidance."
When Bram's last mouthful held Ayra's hand.
"Don't, it's gonna make a great wife."
Bram took one last bite and he pointed it at Ayra. Ayra chewed her food slowly. Bram brought his face closer to Ayra.
"Eat what my wife loves a lot, because I want to climb with you after I'm free of this place."
"Ohuukk... Uhuukk.... Uhuukks. Athaghfirullahaladzim apos.... "
"Hehehe.... One is the same."
The gentle rubbing on Ayra's back made her tiny body feel stiffened instantly.