The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
93 Bucin Bram Ayra Peak 1
Bram clapped his hands twice. Before long, a song sounded so melodious and melodious. It was as if the song represented the CEO who was in love and longing.
A song titled Takan Terlikan from Kangen Band that has been covered by Aila makes the romantic atmosphere in the luxury room Bram was so felt. Ayra who was being closed and in the arms of her husband felt very warm.
She enjoyed the perfume that her husband wore. The aroma that always accompanied him from Junior High when in the room or wanted to worship. Moreover, the song lyrics that flow verse by verse the song makes Ayra's heart feel warm. It rained when his heart was longing for the love of the heart.
The lover who turned out to be the man who first touched her. The lover who turned out to have seen the curves of his body even though he had not enjoyed every inch of the skin of the tiny woman's body. Warm tears wet Ayra's cheeks. Her tears fell on her hands that were grasping both of Bram's hands that were coiled on her slender waist.
And a whisper that bram said in Ayra's ear with his head still he put on Ayra's shoulder and he rested on Ayra's neck. Those words made Ayra drop the dew grains even more heavily on her cheeks.
"Thank you for accepting me with all my flaws Ay. Complete my life. I love you Ay. Don't leave me Ay even if I run away from you. Pursue me so that we will always be like this. I am grateful to have you Ay. I don't want you out of my life Ay."
Clear details flowed from Bram's cheeks and fell wet Ayra's headscarf. The first time the haughty man cried because of the one affection he had. His heart felt tight as he said those words. His voice sounded raucous.
Ayra who had sobbed crying because of happiness that no Tara even more tilted her head until the two heads leaned against each other still with a standing position.
"Even if you see my flaws? even if I'm no longer this pretty?"
Ayra's voice was heard softly and accompanied by Isak crying.
"Hem, how do I ask you to be perfect Ay if I just have a lot of shortcomings and dark mass."
"Cups"
Dag.
Digs.
Dugs.
A kiss of Bram rest on Ayra's cheek. Then he put his chin back on Ayra's little shoulder. The position of Bram's body slightly lowered his arms around Ayra from behind because his wife's body was a little small and short of her.
Ayra's heart was beating so fast. It's ticking irregularly. Bram who could feel what his wife was feeling chuckled.
"Hehehe.... Is that so innocent my wife? I'm lucky Ay. I was the first to touch you. Getting you. I didn't -"
Bram who feels inferior because his wife in terms of religious knowledge is more qualified than himself who is very far from the word Sholeh. But the wife may feel the same longing. The same love until Ayra gives a small kiss on the hand of Bram who wrapped around his waist. One hand that Ayra had held and she placed it before her lips.
Even that hand he still placed on his soft cheek. Tears that dripped on the back of Bram's hand also made the owner of the hand quickly flip his wife's body. He lifted his wife's face. He wiped the tears that soaked Ayra's cheeks.
He pulled the little body of his wife. He closed his wife's body. He kissed many times Ayra's head wrapped in a hijab.
Ayra wrapped her hands around her husband's waist. His head was set in the chest of the husband's field. She could feel the same heartbeat in her husband. The breath of the husband that feels heavy can Ayra feel.
"I'm sorry for the hurt I made. Sorry for all the people who hurt you. You Will Not Replace Ay. Now and later you are the only owner of this heart Ay. I'm not letting go of you and I'm not leaving you Ay. I am creazy about You Ay." (I'm crazy about you Ay)
"Teach me how to love Allah and Allah. I've run too far. Take my hand to the right path. Light my heart with your love that exists because of your intention for worship. Teach me to love you with the intention of worship Ay."
"Lick."
Bram put a soft kiss on his wife's head. And he swallowed his Saliva roughly because his affection for Ayra was so stifling his chest. The tears that he tried to endure were unable to stop flowing until the hijab of the wife was wet again.
Ayra further buried her head in the chest of her husband's field. The love that is reciprocated when the heart longs really makes it unable to speak. There is only a sense that Ayra is unable to explain that she is very happy. Only the tears that kept flowing from the corner of his eye explained that he was very happy tonight.
No more worry about sadness if her husband is the second person to see her body. No more anxiety if her husband is not the first person to touch her body. But he seemed not to interfere with the way God made the beautiful journey of love, he chose silence with the feeling of not wanting to ask or explain about the events of a few years ago.
Bram who saw Ayra more and more immersed his body in his arms felt if the wife must be feeling tired. He knows very well the fatigue when returning from out of town taking care of business let alone taking care of a problem that is quite serious even more facing a demo. He quickly lifted up his wife's small body.
He holds Ayra ala bridal style. Ayra also reflexively put her hands on her husband's neck.
"Astaghfirullah.... Mas."
"Down me mas. I'm tired later."
"No you're very light. Hehe.... Tonight you will be the Princess. I'll be your servant Ay. Now the princess wants to eat first or take a shower first?"
"I want to go to Mecca with you."
"Let's go we'll learn first. Let's say we're going around the Ka'bah now."
Bram carried Ayra around the sofa in the middle of the bedroom right in front of the king-size bed. Ayra gave a small laugh and repeatedly hit her husband's field slowly. Because Bram was actually holding Ayra and circling around the sofa like he was doing tawaf.
Ayra who was in Bram's arms just smiled to see her husband showing a sweet face with a smile on his lips. Bram's eyes are so beautiful for Ayra makes Ayra just look at her husband.
Because the net this time staring at her husband with a face that is so friendly and a smile engraved on her husband's lips makes the face of the CEO of MIKEL Group was more handsome so that Ayra was more complacent.
"Subhanallah.... Alhamdulillah. You're so handsome"
Bram narrowed his eyes. He repeated the question.
"Would you eat first or take a shower first?"
"Whatever mas. Ayra tonight will just agree to everything you say and you do."
His head rests on Bram's chest. Until her head touched her husband's chin. Bram justifies the position of his hand while holding Ayra towards the dining table that Rafi has prepared along with the menu and love-shaped candles also make the table even more make Ayra blush.
"You're so romantic.... Is this how it feels to be in love? It feels so stifling to the chest. Even breathing feels heavy. Is this what it feels like to date after marriage ? It is appropriate if dating before marriage does not exist in Islam because it has just felt like this. Thanks Rabb. Only You can change a person's heart because You are turning. "