The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
7. With or without Rani.
A black car came into the yard of a house that was quite spacious. The area of the house is approximately 1500 square meters. 4-story house in a luxurious style.
Buildings with gray paint white combination stand so sturdy. It even looks very majestic for Ayra who used to live a simple life in the boarding house. When the black car stopped right in front of the main door 2 men opened the car door.
Two men in black, saluted those who had just got out of the car after the door opened. Bram came out first in contrast to Mr. Erlangga who was waiting for his wife.
"Please take the bag in the trunk to Bram's room."
Mr. Erlangga gave the key to one of the men in black.
Taps.
Taps.
Taps.
Bram's footsteps sounded so fast. The man climbed the stairs quickly. Bu Lukis glanced at the husband. Understand the situation that is happening Mr. Erlangga called Bram. Until the footsteps of the man who has a high enough posture stopped in the middle of the stairs.
"Braam. Papa wants to talk to you. Papa wait in Papa's room."
Mr. Erlangga left his wife and Ayra in the living room. Bram again threw his breath out violently. He understood that his Papa was going to discuss his impromptu marriage to Ayra.
Arriving in a large, luxurious, and elegant workspace. Bram sat on the big, glamorous couch across the table.
Mr. Erlangga sat on a brown hydraulic leather chair facing Bram. The middle-aged man who was the father of 3 men lowered the room temperature with a remote control on his desk.
"Bram, Papa doesn't like the way you treat Ayra. She's your wife. There is no tradition in the Pradipta family that degrades women. Especially to be rude."
"Want Papa's treatment of Rani? is that a gentle attitude? has Papa ever smiled at her? have you ever received it in the Pradipta family!"
Bram stared hard at Mr. Erlangga. The eyes that have lashes look so sharp staring at a man who is none other than his father.
Mr. Erlangga as if stuck with his own sentence was silent for a moment. Then he walked near Bram, and sat down beside Bram. Two men who both have this prestige nature are again involved in a debate that has not happened for a long time.
"Don't you equate Ayra with that woman. Ayra is like the sky and Rani. It's just dirty and inappropriate soil to tread let alone be considered in our family!."
"Your name!"
An ashtray thrown by Bram. Bram was already standing with his jaw hardened and both of his eyeballs had raised a red color. Seen in both temples of the handsome man looks veins that are so clear because it holds his molars.
"Even a tall building towering at this time also needs to stir dirty land Mr. Erlangga! Even papa can stand so haughtily because this wealth of papa is also thanks to the dirty land. Without that dirty soil, the palm seeds that produce the coffers in papa's account will not thrive!."
Just now Bram was about to step out the man had to turn around and threaten his father back.
"Papa called Rafi to get your wedding files ready and a wedding party ready. One more week prepare yourself for fitting clothes in the boutique Mama subscription."
"There will be no party. If Papa wants a wedding party to happen then the same party must also be papa title for Rani. With them or not at all!"
"Braaac!"
"Aaaaahhh .. Why is everything like this. I can't lose a daughter-in-law like Ayra but I can't make that woman my family home."
Mr. Erlangga massaged his nose many times.