The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa

The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
179 Ayra Meets Aisha


Yesterday afternoon, Bram who had pocketed Aisha's address delayed the time to come to Aisha's new residence. But this morning he must obey his wife's will. Because he had long since left his job. So he asked his wife to accompany the driver.


"What's the same driver? if you've met, don't be too long. You need to rest, baby."


"Yes Mas. Just sec. Ayra only felt strange to see Aisha make a sudden decision. Not to mention Rafi's story yesterday. It's a pity that a good woman like Aisha should marry such a man."


"There is such a man, baby. Why you should like eggplant. Do they not know if the tempe is in addition to filling is also nutritious and berahala also if it is legal to be a husband and wife."


Ayra flirted with her husband after he put a tie around her husband's neck.


"From Aisha's story. Ayra recalls the story of the prophet Luth. Where is one race that ho mo se k su al. May we keep our children and ourselves from doing so. Given the present times sometimes an environment becomes a lapse of his people in doing maksiat."


"Aamiin...."


The couple separated after breakfast. Bram rides his own car while Aisha is escorted by the company driver to get to Aisha's new address.


Arrived in a medium-sized house and there are many plants in front of the house. The house looks quiet, but the door of the front room that opens makes Ayra quickly towards the door. He said hello and knocked on the door.


Retno appeared from the inside. The woman is recording her online order. He came out of the living room with glasses overhead and one hand holding a cell phone and one phone hanging in front of his chest with a string of Hello Kitty wrapped around his neck.


"Who is it?"


Retno said after answering the greeting from Ayra.


"Sorry to ask. Is this really Aisha's residence?"


Retno looked at Ayra carefully.


"Who is this girl?"


"Oh no. This is not Aisha's house. Whose mom? and where?"


"Oh No yes. But based on the information he said Aisha lives here mbak. I'm Ayra Aisha's friend."


"Oh. Aisha is a true friend of mine. Get in the mbak."


Ayra also entered the room well there are only two long sofas and a round table made of glass.


"What do you need? I will tell you later. It just so happens that Aisha is in the hospital."


"Innalady.... Aisha sick? What pain?"


"Not died yet.... It's still fine. His left leg was broken. I wanted to go back but still wanted to go alone."


"Astaghfirullah's.... Because of jumping off the balcony yesterday?"


"Well, do you know where it is?"


"I know from my husband's assistant. I looked for Aisha because I wanted to know her condition. It's not that Aisha wants to get married that she stops working."


"What's? Aisha quit working?"


"Yes. She resigned from my husband's company. Too bad, it's hard to find someone like Aisha."


"Why are you lying Aisha. You never lie while accompanying me. What's up Aisha."


"Well, which hospital?"


"If it's not wrong at Hope's hospital it's not far from here."


"Okay, excuse me. I try to catch up first. Oh yeah, can I have Aisha's phone number? looks like he changed the number. Because I from yesterday tried to contact him but not active."


Ayra saved Aisah's new number. He is grateful if it is true that Aisha did not become married to the man who turned out to have a deviant behavior. But he was still curious why Aisha in such condition even resigned from the company. At once the small space of Ayra's heart was so easily whispered by a demonic whisper.


"What might be the suspicion of Bram is right. Rafi..... Astarghfirullah.... Aisha you can't su'udzhon with Rafi. We'll find the truth first."


Ayra sends a message to Bram that she is going to the hospital hoping to meet Aisha. She does not want her husband to worry that Bram who has now fallen in love with Ayra is too possessive. In fact, he always sends a message almost half an hour once to his wife. Just ask what he is doing, where else, and the wife also asked to tell herself when going anywhere.


Ayra also understood the feelings her husband had. She prefers to think positively or be grateful because it is one sign that her husband loves her. Rather than he thought uncomfortable because it was too excessive. Because it would even make her uncomfortable with her husband.


One of the knowledge that Ayra got from Umi Laila in building a household. When he was asked by Amir.


"Ayra, there are many keys to success in marriage that are described by experts and according to the scholars of Nduk. But according to Umi, as long as Umi builds a household. The key to success in achieving happiness with our partner in marriage is how we struggle, in order to tame our hopes to always be happy and understood by our partner.


Desire is always in the number united by the husband. Desire is always listened to, want to always be obeyed all our desires. If we can defeat that feeling. God willing, we will be happy on our own. Without our husbands doing whatever we expect."


So Ayra learned a lesson from Umi Laila's advice. If happiness is our own state of mind. Do not let our happiness depend on others including our life partner. But it all takes time and science.


And now, Ayra has been practicing a science in the household with Bram. So that Bramantyo's wife is quite easy to feel happy, when others feel how hard the ordeal on her.


Ayra has arrived at Harapan hospital. He tried to contact Aisha. But Aisha's phone made silent makes the owner do not know if there is a call coming into his phone.


Aisha tries to walk in the hospital hallway where there is a doctor's room. From bone doctors, nerves to Obgyn. And how shocked Ayra when she saw Aisha running from the room in front of the room was written 'Doctor Obstetrician and Obstetrician'.


"Aisha.... "


The woman who was walking wearing the cane turned to the source of the voice. And how surprised he saw a figure he recognized and so disinclined himself. He thought that Ayra might go to the hospital to check her contents.


"Mom Ayra."


Ayra hurriedly walked towards Aisha. He looked at Aisha and looked at the foot on the bandage.


"Astaghfirullah Aishisch. Why would you lie if you wanted to get married? And...."


Ayra glanced at the signboard in front of the obstetrician's room. He did not dare to continue his words. Because he was worried about offending his friend and former assistant.


"Sorry Mom...."


Aisha's voice sounded a little sobbing. Ayra rubbed Aisha's arm gently.


"Share with me Aisha. Don't you ever consider me a friend or a family member?"


"Mom....Hhhhh....."


Aisha took her breath in. Her chest feels tight. He from the obstetrician's room felt sad and wanted to cry. This time it was as if Ayra was present at the right time. He wants to complain. She wants to cry. Want to listen to.


"Mom..... Hix... Hicks...."


Ayra saw that Aisha's face had been soaked in tears. He hugs Aisha, a gentle swab he gives Aisha's back.


"Cry if by crying the heart will be not crowded. Don't feel strong when your heart is tired and you want to share your story. God willing, I'll be a listener for you Aish."


Some time Aisha was crying in Ayra's arms. He who slightly lowered his head because from their posture, Aisha was indeed taller than Ayra. But at this time, the wife of Aisha's boss was a little more contained because of the condition of pregnancy which almost entered 7 months.


Because I need a place to tell stories. Ayra takes Aisha to the hospital canteen. He also began to feel hungry. The condition of her who was pregnant made her feel a little hungry quickly. Sometimes Bramantyo's wife will eat fruit, or biscuits before meals because the stomach feels hungry while eating is still long.


Arriving at the cafeteria, they ordered drinks. Ayra prefers the fruit that she has prepared in her car. He called the driver to take him to the cafeteria.


Ayra was curious. He was still waiting for Aisha to open the conversation first. He looked at Aisha and a gentle swipe at the back of Aisha's hand, making the girl look at Ayra.


"I.... No longer a virgin..... Hix..... Hicks....."