THE HARAMKAH?

Inspiration Obsession

" dear, go to the hospital in Nurdin yes, Kak Bram can not pick up later we meet there ya"

"oh, yeah already. Aya leave soon, Brother"

"okay, be careful on the road, baby, say the same Nurdin take his car just relax, if there are police to sleep tell him to slow down, do not let your stomach shake"

"yes dear Brother Bram, take it easy. yes already Aya shower first yes Kak. love you"

" love you to"

****

Aiyra awaits Bram's arrival at a hospital cafeteria, they arrange there.

"hi dear..."

The sound made Aiyra who was drinking choke, startled.

"illiam? what are you doing here, Mom?" aiyra asked as she looked around, she was afraid Bram was coming.

"Mas misses you so much Aiyra" Ilham sat in the chair opposite Aiyra.

"Mas stop! now I'm somebody's wife, be polite"

"didn't you miss Mas? wasn't that time you were so passionate about letting go of our misses?"

Aiyra's face heats up, she recalls the first time they met after so many years of separation, on the lonely roadside in Aiyra's car and Bram let go of their longing, Aiyra could not control herself who really missed Ilham so much, and she forgot that she had married. Although not to have intercourse, but tonight the brand did quite far.

"why dear? are you imagining that night? we can do it again anytime and anywhere"

"stop talking nonsense Mas, Mas everything is different now, I love my husband, Bram. So please Mas..."

"is he still going to accept you after seeing this?"

Ilham showed a photo of Aiyra wearing only a towel. The incident during the video call where Aiyra received the call was misguided after she took a bath, Ilham managed to screenshot her.

"pussshhhhh.. with a few fine edits, then this towel will be lost, then what would Bram do if he knew his wife made a video call with another man in the nude"

"Nonsolent" whispered Aiyra full of anger.

"one more, pay attention to my affection when calling you at that time"

"Mas, please don't do this, don't give this photo to Bram" Aiyra grew frightened when she saw the position of inspiration at that time in a state of not wearing clothes, what would Bram do? how did you feel when you saw that photo? he'd think his wife was playing crazy behind him.

" Aiyra, Mas loves you so much, the world knows it. It's just that Keyzhia was helpless, she was sick and didn't have a long life"

"then Ma left without a word"

"Mas doesn't want to see you sad if Mas has to be blunt"

"and Mas made me sad for many years.I live here like I'm in hell, I live with the same body but with a different spirit"

"mas sorry"

"sorry it would be better if this time Mas let me live my life with Brother Bram"

"no" the inspiration grinned evilly

"Mas will not let you in Bram's possession, from beginning to end, Aiyra only belongs to Ilham one"

"don't be selfish"

"i'll keep this good photo either, I also don't want you to be famous where because of our affair, your name must remain good as Mrs. Inspiration"

"Buck....."

"But remember Aiyra, Bram's affair was another story, there was not the slightest bit of compassion in my heart for her"

"Mas, please don't..."

Inspiration got out of his chair and left Aiyra alone. Aiyra was so frightened to imagine Ilham doing something bad to her husband. Aiyra lowered her head on the table while crying.

" Baby Aiyra... "

Aiyra heard a familiar voice in her ears, she raised her face and looked back.

" Abel"

Abel approached, and sat down beside Aiyra.

"Hmmm" Aiyra replied, wiping her tears.

" I don't know what's going on, but my sister loves you so much"

"on the contrary Bel, it's just that the situation is different at this time"

"Sir Ilham was so devastated to know that Brother was married, he was like a lost man"

"i know, because I've felt the same way Bel"

"Yes Abel knows it's sister, you still love each other why not be together?"

"It's not that easy"

"Sir Aiyra asked for a divorce from her brother's husband, continued to marry Ilham"

"wedding is not a Bel game, I am pregnant with Bram's child"

"huh.aa... Sister pregnant?"

"hemm"

"no problem, after all, ilham sister would be willing to accept Brother's child later"

" Bell, don't you understand? it's not about divorce and children here, but there's a heart tied between me and my husband"

"meaning? does Brother Aiyra love Sister's husband that way?

"Yes, I love her even more than just love.I wouldn't be able to if I had to lose her Bel"

"Here Brother once loved Brother Ilham so much, Brother willingly suffered and remained loyal to Brother Ilham, why now change?"

"bram's sincerity makes my heart melt Bel, he's always there for me in times of trouble, he can be my dead father's replacement, he treats me more than a wife, Abel. no one will ever understand how Bram loves me"

"but Brother Ilham loved Brother so deeply"

"but the truth is he was willing to leave me to take care of another woman? he ruined my life for another woman's. But not with my husband, he won't sacrifice my heart for anything in this world Bel, that's the difference between Ilham and Bram"

"Sister, come back to Brother Ilham, if Bram loves Brother so much, he will certainly be willing to release Brother Aiyra for Brother Ilham"

"maybe he can, but I can't, I won't go from Bram's life to anything and to anyone in the world, I don't think there's anything we need to talk about anymore, excuse me"

"But Brother..."

"Let's go, dr. Irman's waiting for us"

Abel and Aiyra were shocked, Abel did not continue his words when he saw the male figure behind them, Abel could guess it was her husband Aiyra, Aiyra, because when Aiyra stood up and saw the man, Aiyra approached her and hugged her tightly.

"Sir Aiyra excuse me Bel, greetings to everyone"

Bram coiled his hands around Aiyra's waist, and walking away from Abel who looked sad, he was sad to see Aiyra happy with a man who was not his older sister.

"If the witch had died sooner, maybe now Aiyra's sister was my sister-in-law" Abel clenched her teeth and clenched her hands, and she left the canteen.

****

" Aiyra's.... Aiyras.... Aiyra.." cried Ilham in his villa.

Inspiration's eyes turned red, his jaw hardened, he glazed in front of the mirror looking at himself full of anger, his hands clenched firmly fixed on the table.

"Whatever happens, you must return to be mine, Bram must not have you dear.

pranggggg

the big mirror now lived small fragments scattered on the floor, some small parts stuck to the fingers of Ilham, blood dripping.

"arrrghhh....." Inspiration screamed like a man in a trance, he threw whatever was in the room, everything made of glass, broke.

Chairs and tables become large broken cracks that are messy.

"Aiyra .... I'm sorry"

Inspiration leaned against the wall, her body slowly descending down, she sat down while weeping bitterly, Inspiration squeezing her hair strong.

"Aiyra, Mas loves you very much dear, Mas can not lose you" the voice of Inspiration hoarse in between sobs.

"whatever happens, in any way I will snatch you from Bram" he whispered firmly, the jaws of Inspiration hardened, his eyes burning with anger.