
Ammar who heard Ayra's voice quickly turned his head back and he quickly let go of Bram's hand. He quickly hugged his mother. But the heart of the mother who is not worried when seeing d@rah from the body of the child.
"Calm Mama.... I'm fine." Ammar hugged his mother.
The man even slightly bowed his body as he hugged his mother. Qiya quickly approached the brother. He pulled the shirt of the brother.
"Don't tell me you stabbed a brother?" Qiya.
Ayra also just wanted to take off her child's embrace. But the child hugged the woman who had given birth to him.
"Qiya.... I'm not your patient. Did you lose your manners so carelessly pull on your brother's shirt?" Ammar protested while still embracing Ayra but has now changed position. He hugged Ayra from behind and put his hands on her.
"You fighting?" Tanya Ayra held Ammar's cheek from the front of the child.
"Just a little wound Ma... " Said Ammar to calm his mother's heart.
"Luke is small to almost 4 stitches. How big is his wound, brother? Which doctor allowed his patients to roam around with such a torn wound?" Qiya protested because she saw her brother's wounds still look new.
He immediately went into his room. He took his p3K city. Bram walked up to Ammar.
"Say, what happened Am? Is related...." Bram's sentence stopped.
He did not continue his sentence because his keidpan and the two lips of Ammar which he had close valves gave the code to Bram not to tell in front of Ayra.
"You guys are always busy keeping something from us girls. But don't these great men of mine know that we too will feel the impact of every decision you make?" Said Ayra who rubbed the arms of her son who was still writhing on his tiny body.
Ammar was the eldest son. But do not expect him to look cool or cold in front of his mother. All the inhabitants of the house knew that Ayra's eldest was most spoiled for the mother. If Ammar needs Ayra so much for all her heart. Different Two other children who always harbored what they felt, worried right.
Qiya walked out of her room. He asked his brother to sit on the sofa. He wanted to check the sewing wound that pulled out the d@rah.
"No. No. gabe. I don't want to be stitched anymore Qiy. It's just a @rah." Ammar protested when his sister asked him to sit on the sofa.
"Of Mr. CEO, are you not worried if the wound is an infection. Then it will make the good looks of my brother one-on-one it is reduced when married later because of the torn wound that left the injury." Protest Qiya who put on a sullen face that he made as scary as possible.
"Wow....Mama see they're always ganging on your son Ma...." Ammar protested when Bram pulled his body to sit on the sofa so that Ayra was released from the arms of the child.
Ammar also resigned. Ayra also sat behind Qiya. Bram stood behind the sofa. Qiya also lifted the shirt of the brother up. While enduring the pain when the cotton that Qiya was sticking on the wound on her waist. Ammar asked who.
"OKs. Now who can explain to me. Who's the girl named Nur. If my clever doctor's sister was trying to fool me then I'd make sure she wasn't Papa's wife. Because if she's Papa's wife then I don't have a problem seeing her aura." Ammar Protests.
"Awwwhhh... Qiy... Is this how you treat your patients?" Ammar screeched because Qiya had deliberately pressed the cotton.
"That should explain that, Brother.Tell me where and why this wound could be on Brother's waist. This time who's hurt and hurt?" Search Qiya.
"Rubber. This is what I need to explain first." Said Bram while sitting across from Ammar and hugging a sofa cushion. Ayra looked at Qiya's hand that was focused on her son's sewing wound.
"Slowly Qiy..." Pinta Ayra's.
"Mama... It's slow if not slow like this."
"Aaaaarrrggfh... Qiya... Why did you get your doctor's degree my beautiful sister...." Ammar Protests.
His sister's deliberate actions rather strongly pressed his wound making the man look back. Bram laughed at Ammar's behavior. He was just surprised by his Elders. It will look so authoritative in the office, outside the home. But when at home, he will be very ignorant with his sister. Ayra's eldest son will be very spoiled for the Mama.
After he finished, Qiya took down Ammar's shirt. The man confirmed his position. But quickly he hugged Qiya with one arm. He was holding the neck of his sister.
"Let's apologize first... " Say Ammar with anxiety. He even pinched his sister's cheek.
"alright... I'm sorry, handsome, tall brother Ammar, it's too bad that your long hair has covered your charm." Said Qiya while leaning her head on the neck of the older brother.
"So tell me who Nur is?" Ammar said as he turned to Bram and Ayra alternately.
Bram turned to look at Ayra.
"We go to Ibrahim's room. Let Mama introduce you. Pity Nur if you have to get out of bed. He's been vomiting." Pinta Ayra's.
Ammar and Qiya followed their parents into the room. Arriving in the room full of white nuances, Bram sat on the cushion of the sofa owned by Ibrahim who used to be Ayra's youngest sitting in front of the computer. Don't expect to find a sofa or chair in Ayra's youngest room. All lesehan. There is only a bed that is fit enough for one person. There is only a simple and comfortable impression in the room of the youngest child. In contrast to the design as well as the nuances in the room of the eldest who will be impressed once into the room of the band and impressed slang so often enough among young people when in High School.
Qiya was sitting on Nur's side as well as Ayra. Bram sat by the window and half peeked out of the room.
"Alright, Mama Rada who has to explain all this is Papa." Pinta Ayra's.
Bram also sighed.
"Qiya, Ammar. Nur is Ibrahim's wife. The issue of when and where they get married is not important. Now there's more to it than what you have to listen to." Said Bram while looking occasionally exhaling.
Bram also told his two children if Ibrahim actually entered an intelligence school. He is currently on a mission in Malaysia. Ammar looked so serious listening to Bram's explanation. Qiya too. Two brothers and sister did not expect if the youngest actually plunged into the world like that. Because the man who is efficient in talking is also impressed indifferent to sports but instead joined the school of intelligence.
"Then how is research progressing in Australia?" Bram asked Ammar.
"According to our people, Ibra is still alive Pa. Whether it's from the intelligence agency itself that is hiding or there are other parties that hide Ibra. What is clear when the incident Ibra was really on location. For the reason why he's there that hasn't been explained." Ammar.
Bram and Ayra were also happy for Qiya. Nur frowned instantly. There was a sense of happiness when she heard the news of her husband surviving but heard there was another party. So it made him remember something that made him remember one incident one day before Ibrahim said if he would go to accompany his friend out of town where he actually went abroad instead outside city. He received a message from a woman.
"What does this have to do with....." Nur spoke inwardly but his daydream came to a halt as Qiya stuck out her hand.