The Charm of The Twins
33 Fruits Fall Not Far From The Tree

Morning at the Bram residence. After the sun shows its light. So usually the Bramantyo family spend their time to exercise. That morning a couple who had three hearts seemed to walk in the garden behind their house. Like a couple of young people dating. They join hands while walking in the morning air in the backyard.

"Ay, it doesn't feel like we're going to have a grandchild soon. It's like life is a difficult place. At a young age, we struggle to solve problems in our homes. And then we struggle to raise and educate our children. Mas think after they grow up we will be lighter turns the mind, our responsibilities actually increase...." Bram said, holding his wife's hand tightly.

Ayra also rested her head on the husband's arm while still moving her legs.

"It is not hard to think about our children excessively. God willing, they will be able to solve the problems they face. We just need to be by their side to accompany them through their every process without worrying too much about their future. Our children have their own destiny. We can be present in each of their destinies through our prayers Mas, our pleasure as parents so that each step and their efforts are given ease and blessing." Ayra.

Bram hugged his wife. While walking he peed his forehead.

"It feels like seeing Qiya have to fail yesterday, I'm sicker than her Ay. But you manage to educate your children like you always look tough facing every problem of life even though in their hearts they are fragile. Your daughter and our youngest are very good at storing flavors. As for your eldest son, he always told you anything. Sometimes I feel like I'm too creepy for our three kids?" Bram.

Ayra also told me that last night their eldest son was in love. But he doesn't know who that woman is. That's what Ayra is like. He will always be there for his children when the children need him. He will protect his three children in his own way. Bram will also know every development of his daughter's son from the wife. But even though their children never poured their hearts out to the father, Bram was a warm and familiar figure with their three children. Especially with Qiya, from childhood he will always be his daughter's savior from the temptations and ignorance of his eldest brother.

Bram loosened his arms he slightly stopped his steps and turned towards Ayra.

"What about Ay's widow?" Bram. There is a little bit of disbelief if the eldest is married to the Widow.

"Mas wants to know your son's answer when Ayra asks what if she's a widow." Ayra looked back at her husband.

"What about Jabir bin Abdillah who preferred to marry Ma's widow?" Ammar fishing rod to quibble if the woman he likes is a widow later.

"But the friend marries the widow to create benefit. So will this Mama's Son marrying a widow also bring benefit to him or to yourself son?" Ask Ayra though she actually knows the answer. But he should be a reminder when the child has not made a decision.

One of the points' plus Ammar. He always tells Ayra everything so no wonder when there is a problem, the child and mother will look like friends instead of children and mothers. One asked for the opinion of the other gave his opinion from his perspective as a mother.

"What if by marrying her, Mama's son actually gives happiness to the widow? Or am I giving a living to his son? One of the women is married because of her beauty, right? it was the first religion. But for me with him already want to hijab it's been more value, Ma. So the benefit, Mama's son no longer imagine something that is not lawful he imagined. " said Ammar defended himself.

"Mama's son is very smart to argue. Alright. Mama doesn't care about widows or girls. Because that will live you. But remember. If you have made a decision. Live your life as well as possible according to our religious law. Never regret what you made. Now find out first who that girl is and her status." Pinta Ayra to the child.

"Wouldn't Marriage be Sunnah Ma. Marrying the Sunnah girl, the Prophet also Marries the girl. Married the Widow as well as the Sunnah. Then the truth is not to live the Sunnah itself, not to marry the girl or her widow, right?" Ask Ammar.

A friend named Jabir. He chose to marry a widow because he had many younger sisters. He didn't want to marry a girl his age. So he sought out the more mature of his younger sisters. For Jabir the woman who can take care and make her sisters better. What a noble intention Jabir. Even the Prophet prayed for Jabir. A prayer that symbolizes that he agrees and wishes good for his friend.

Bram after hearing Ayra's story chimed in.

"One more Ay." said Bram.

Ayra scrunched her forehead.

"As long as it's not same-sex or different religious. The end of this age is so rife that same-sex relationships." Bram said with a laugh.

The couple returned to continue their journey.

Unwittingly by Ayra and Bram. Their intimacy is being observed and enjoyed by two pairs of women. One of them was Qiya. The Ayra girl was breathing the morning air from the balcony of her room. He wanted to breathe air in his residence before returning to the internship vehicle. Inevitably he had to return as soon as possible to where he practiced for one year.

Because he's been on vacation long enough. He is worried that it will affect the assessment process related to the practice permit that will be given by the guidance doctor. On the other hand, Nur who also enjoyed his morning without nausea really enjoyed the atmosphere that morning. Especially seeing the intimacy of his in-laws.

"Thank God for giving me such a warm family. Even my two sisters-in-law look very friendly. I thought they would reject me. But it turns out I got so much love from your brother and your family. Where are you, Mas?" Nur said while holding the necklace he was wearing.

A dowry that Ibrahim gave to her. Suddenly the door to Nur's room was knocked. Someone asked for permission to enter. Nur also grabbed his hijab on the sofa that was beside him. He immediately put on that thing. When he opened the door, he was a little shocked because Ammar was standing in front of his room.

"Sorry interfering. It's a cell phone, all our family numbers are in there. And have installed a tool that is safe from eavesdroppers. So use this phone to contact anyone in our family. Papa asked for. And don't hesitate if you need help. Consider me your brother. I really love Ibra. Don't despair. God willing Ibra we will find." Ammar said as he passed leaving his sister-in-law.

Only Nur would say thank you but the man first stood in the room opposite Ibra's room. He was seen knocking on the door where there was the inscription "AQI". Nur closed the room again. He looked around the room. He who is former intelligence feels quite strange with a large cupboard in the corner of the room when he was just about to take a sweater.

I looked at the closet carefully. He saw the front. Then he touched the closet to the right side of the closet. He did resign from intelligence but that does not mean the ability of young pregnant women is also lost. His instincts as an expert field officer in his last post he still had. He opened the closet. He took out all the clothes, books and boxes neatly arranged in the closet. He felt the closet. The woman was quite surprised.

"Sreeett." One wall can be moved by both hands.

Nur looked and seemed to not believe what was in front of him.