The Charm of The Twins
144 Flashback Bram and Ayra

The Flashback

"Astaghfirullah's... Maaaaas!"

Bruuugggh.

"Yurayahoo!" Shouting Bram.

Ayra's husband shouted when he saw his wife immediately staggered and hit his car. A car at full speed almost crashed into Ayra. But God still saved Bramantyo Pradipta's wife. He was just in his body. However, the condition of pregnancy makes Ayra's stomach hit hard it gives off a liquid smell @nyir and red from Ayra's legs.

The Twin Mother held onto her stomach as she shouted as she tried to stand up but she felt the liquid flowing so fast.

"Mas.... Mommy...." Ayra's voice was filled with sobs....

His face looks pale. Even the vice mayor's body was visibly trembling. Bram quickly hugged Ayra. He took his wife and took her in the car. Bram tries to hold back his emotions, he does not think who hit his wife. For him he was only focused on the condition of Ayra. And the fetus in the womb of the wife. Even when one hand Bram held the wheel. His other hand held tightly to the wife's hand.

"Prophey yes Ay... I hope it's okay with him." Bram said as he rubbed his wife's stomach that was no longer flat.

"Hhhhh.... Astarghfirullah..... Mas Pain....Hicks...." Ayra lirih.

The face of the mother of Ammar seemed to emit a sweat that was so heavy. Even a wife who almost never complains to the husband even when menstrual pain comes. Now the tiny lips let out a groan that made Bram inevitably shed tears.

Bram repeatedly peed the back of Ayra's hand.

"Prophey, baby.... We'll be in a minute to the hospital. Patient is Ay... The strong, Ay...." Bram. He was so worried. Because both of his neutrals could see his wife so much pain and tried to hold her back. But what to say. Ayra felt a great pain in her stomach. The more he tried to endure the pain. He's getting tired.

Both eyes were closed. Even the voice of the husband who repeatedly called her he ignored.

"Aye... Ayras... Awake Ay... Ay's... Hhhh.... " Bram's chest cavity was so tight that his wife did not open her eyes. Almost 20 minutes later, he arrived at a clinic.

Ayra was immediately greeted by a thrust gurney. Bram only resigned in front of the IGD room when his wife disappeared from behind the door. He sat down and called his personal assistant.

"Rafi. Find out who and what the motive is. Ayra was just hit in front of her office. I'm in the hospital now!" Bram told Rafi.

The man across the phone quickly followed the boss' orders. Almost a few minutes Bram sat in front of the IGD room, but the doctor's statement that made Bram feel sick was that his wife had to undergo curette surgery.

"I'm sorry sir. The baby could not be saved. To save his mother. The operation must be done immediately." Said the obstetrician and obstetrician specialist.

Bram signed all the administrations. And again the couple Ayra and Bram had to swallow a bitter pill that day. The dream of Ayra Khairunnisa who wants to have many children must be extinguished on that day. The doctor again asked Bram to sign a letter that the wife must be removed because pend@rahan that continues to happen to Ayra.

Bram knows one of his wife's dreams. Ayra wants to have many children. And Bram again shed his tears.

"Is there no other way, doctor?" Ask Bram who is still hoping for another possibility. He could not bear to explain to his wife when Ayra would know if she could no longer get pregnant.

The doctor nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry Mr. Bram. For the safety of Ms. Ayra. This is what we can do." Said the doctor.

Bram finally agreed. When the operation was over, almost one day one night Ayra's body lay weak. Bram didn't even come home. He was so worried that his wife was conscious and he was not on his side.

Bram is tired. That afternoon he fell asleep hugging Ayra's hand. One stroke in his head made the CEO of MIKEL group open his eyes. He saw his wife's hand move. A faint smile was pinned on Ayra's tiny lips.

"Ndon't talk... Ayra knows what happened.... Hix... Ayra can feel something saying from Ayra.... But it's okay, Mas... God willing, we can still try to print tough generations." Say Ayra still with her soft voice and her glaring gaze.

Bram just smiled. He still has no power to say that the wife's womb was lifted. Although she knows that Ayra already knows that she lost their baby.

Day after day, Sunday changed months. Bram has also been informed if the person who hit Ayra is a drug user and was s@kau when he hit Ayra. He thought it was just an accident.

And one afternoon, Bram had to tell his wife eight months after the removal of her womb. Ayra who always checks using a test pack when she is late for the month.

"Hhhhh.h still have to be patient. Are we going to the obstetrician?" Tanya Ayra while throwing away the results of her testpack.

Bram looked at Ayra's face. He hugged his wife from behind.

"Say. Why do we want so many children. Not enough three, Ay? There are enough three children." Bram said as he inhaled the fragrant aroma of the wife's hair.

Ayra turned her body. Ayra's soft hand held Bram's cheek.

"I want to always live with having a lot of kids. Want to boast of the Prophet because his people are many and qualified." Ayra.

"Can you live that long?" Ask Bram slowly.

" Tomorrow we will no longer be in this world. We have 10 children. And in a day they gave us their recitation of the Qur'an, their Fatihah after five prayers. Means one day how many times do we get happiness because of our Sholeh child?" Ask Ayra.

"Ten times five means 50." Answer Bram.

"If our 10 children are married we have 20 children. Meaning one day can be 100 times can be sent reading from our children. If only one child had five children. Means 10 times more. 10 times 10 means 100 plus 10 daughters-in-law, 10 children. A total of 120 prayers and kindness at times 5. That means one day we get 600 rewards from children, daughters-in-law and grandchildren. Imagine Mas... Ayra wants to have lots of children. " Say Ayra said while embracing the spoiled Bram.

Bram meng3cup Ayra many times. He took his wife the next day for a walk out of town without his three children. And sure enough, Bram had guessed what would happen. When we arrived at a hotel. Bram gave a certificate of the results of Ayra's curette operation at that time.

Bramantyo's wife was only able to sit and be quiet. He only shed tears while trying to encourage himself.

"Innalilahi wa innalilahi.... The best man plans. You know better what is best for your servant... I accepted Rabb. Thank you for leaving three children to me. "instead of Ayra lamenting her dream. He is still trying to give encouragement and grateful for what he has the month he wants but can not get.

Bram was only able to cry in silence. I want to be angry, at whom. It's all fate. There's nothing to blame.

Flashback.

"Papa can see your mother's disappointment. Mama's days were so spent and busy for teaching, communication, Qiyam. Any papa who sees your mom to be strong feels pain. Especially your Mama. Do not perform the transplant operation. Papa doesn't agree." Bram told Ammar in a park not far from the hospital.

"Ammar couldn't continue with it either. The evidence from Papa Subroto yesterday made Ammar unable to." Ammar.

As they walked towards the hospital. Right in the lobby, there was a commotion. A well-built middle-aged man was hitting a man who was also no longer young. The man looked resigned when he was hit many times.

"Yes!"

"Buugg."

"Don't disturb their families. Face me first this time! Enough is! You want to let alone Hah!" Shouted the man while pulling the collar of the glasses man.