
Ten minutes have passed. The atmosphere in the room was quiet because Ayra and Bram lived there.
"Yes, the inaugural hearing later this month you don't have to attend. Mama also doesn't have to come, Ay."
"Why mas, precisely such moments are you need the support of the people closest to you mas."
Bram held Ayra's forehead with one hand. His forehead was sewn for throwing stones by irresponsible hands.
"Look at this, your wounds have not healed. I don't want new wounds to appear again Ay."
"It doesn't hurt. Because Ayra's heart is happy so won't feel this pain."
Forehead Bram wrinkled.
"Yes, there are three books for you. One of Ayra's notebooks when Ayra studied the chapters of Thaharah and Salat. Wejangan Bride New and Translated Fathul Izhar. And this one Ayra got from Mbak Siti. Our wedding gift."
Bram picked up the two books that Ayra meant.
"Sity? who?"
"Furqon's wife."
"How to be Sholeha's wife who Heaven longs for. You didn't give me the wrong book?"
Ayra smiled, She had expected that her husband would say so from the title on the pink-coated book.
"That was yesterday her book one pair. The one I live in. I will read, the title is How to be a Dream Husband ala the Prophet. I did not miss the book. One week to visit. I will come again, Mas wrote on a piece of paper what does not exist or has not Ayra done from the results of reading the book. Later let Ayra can learn to be a better wife mas"
"Alright, keep this little book. Is this your handwriting?"
Ayra nodded her head. Bram smiled because sheet by sheet he opened the little book with the sign "^_^".
"What does this mean."
"Ga know, it used to be Tsanawiyah to Aliyah, I like the same emot it mas."
"Sanawiya. Aliyah?"
"SMP and High School."
"You're public school, too."
"Yes, I don't want to know what my wife is doing. What is it worth for Ayra to be my wife?"
Ayra deliberately teased her husband. She believes her husband does not yet know her educational background.
"If your education is important to me then I ask before I approve Mr. Kyai Rohim's proposal."
"Ah I'll give you that surprise later mas. Man sometimes imagines never having to execute a fate."
"Yes Ayra said it was 2 minutes time."
It felt like Bram was lingering with his wife. But whatever the power, now he must follow the rules of others. If all this time someone else follows his rules then this time he must submit. A term above the sky there is still the sky, now applies to the life of Bram.
Ayra kissed the back of her husband's hand. Before Ayra pampit asked some things that she was confused about Rafi's request two days ago.
"Mas, Rafi said that in 2 days there is an impromptu meeting at the mas office. Rafi asked me to go to the office."
"Yes, the marriage certificate has been taken care of by Rafi. At least your presence can make who wants to take over the reins of leadership while in the MIKEL group a little smoother with you Ay."
"alright. God willing Arya will be present."
"Yes another week it's MIKEL group's anniversary, then maybe they move quickly so that when the company's anniversary, it will be a moment for them to announce that there will be a replacement for me temporarily. Looks like a lot of people are taking advantage of my case to take advantage."
"Yes, just focus on this case. Mas patient, and do not have to think about the business, Rafi, Bambang, Papa also have mas."
Ayra stood up and said her greeting but Bram held Ayra's hand.
"What's wrong?"
Bram looked at Ayra's face. He hugged and kissed his wife but there was shame and awkwardness. Until he just stared into his wife's eyes. Ayra looked at her husband's sad gaze, a new look when her husband was in this cell.
Ayra turned her body to face her husband. He lifted his head. Ayra understood the sadness, the longing from both eyes of Bram. Feeling still want to be together but unable to resist the power if the time together has run out.
Ayra brought her face closer to Bram. She stepped a little, She placed a gentle kiss on her husband's lips quite short.
"Cups"
"Enough?"
"Lunches. Um... "
Ayra's face was red and Bram was equally blushing.
Bram pulled his little wife. A new desire today arises. He wanted to do it with his wife. He tilted his head. The two eyes of the husband and wife were closed to each other. One minute at the end of the clock, ending with a kiss*n first each other want it. And halal done by a couple of husbands.
Wisdom* that must be blessed when one of the officers came and felt embarrassed to see the couple let go of the longing so romantic.
"Ehm.... I'll give you one more minute sir, buk."
The officer passed, monologuing in heart.
"What his wife's heart is made of. Already knew her husband was perverted with other women and pregnant anyway, uh he still wanted to be fucked. What a strange woman."
But in the CCTV room a pair of female police officers were busy commenting on the romantic video.
"Owh... The one handsome one is beautiful."
"There is such a woman. You've seen the latest video that it's the wife of the series. He's the guy's boyfriend snatch. PePaCor's new term there. Shela Wilona is still dating the CEO uh snatched the same tuh women."
"Where might his appearance be impossible. I'll bet that the Shela is the destroyer of the household."
"Ok deal. One month lunch. Look at the ending."
"Deal."
That's how the news is growing more wild. Shela uses CCTV video that she was asked to abort her womb by Ayra and she was slapped and doused in drinking water by Ayra. Even one title from the video hurt Furqon who was always following the news in the online media. The video was titled, The wife of the CEO of Bramantyo Threatened Shela Wilona.
Even the hashtag #SaveWilona is very popular on social media. Blasphemy against Ayra. Makes Furqon worried about his sister's condition. Until he contacted Ayra through his cell phone.
"Assalamualaik."
"The walaikumsalam kang."
"Where are you Ay?"
"I'm just coming home. It's still at the police station. Coming home soon, but there's still a lot of reporters out there."
"You wait there. Let Kang Furqon pick you up.There's something that Kang Furqon wants to talk about."
"But Ayra with driver kang."
"Assynoltom..."
"Tip... Tut's.... Tut's.... "
Ayra shook her head and she picked up some of her belongings that she had left in the locker of the police station.
Only Ayra walked a few steps but some reporters ran towards her.
"Sorry Mom, how is Mr Bramantyo?"
"Is it true that the video that was circulating that you asked Shela to drop her contents Ma'am?"
"Is it true that you and Bramantyo married Siri, because you framed the CEO until he was forced to marry you?"
"I'm sorry... Excuse me, I'm in a hurry."
"Please answer Mom... Ma'am, is it true you snatched Shela Wilona's boyfriend."
Ayra did not care about the questions of some reporters. He had trouble walking to the parked car a little further away from the door of the police station. The driver who helped was having trouble opening the way for Ayra.
Suddenly a well-built man in his suit grabbed Ayra's arm and walked in front of the reporter. Until he managed to deliver Ayra to the car that delivered her earlier.
"Babs,"
"Tomorrow don't go anywhere. The media is not okay, Ayra. There are people riding on the Bram case. And so young people are hooked. Hoaks about your marriage and Bram's becoming."
"Thank you Bams. It's okay, actually when people criticize others. At that time, he was beating himself up. I'm waiting for Furqon's kang here."
Bambang closed the door of Ayra's car and asked the driver to find another parking space. To avoid the reporters.
When Bambang will enter the besuk room it turns out he lost quickly. Rafi came in first. Until he had to wait.
Rafi came with a happy face and an engraved smile on her lips. When Bram sat next to him, Rafi approached Bram. He put a headset on Bram.
"Shut up sir. Because if it gets caught it'll be a hassle."
"Is this Rafi? I want to know the progress of my company. Not to hear a greeting.welcome to the anniversary of the company. Especially from students."
Instantly both of Bram's eyeballs widened and his lips closed tightly. When the headset makes a sound.
"Mabruk Alfa Mabruk to MIKEL Group."