The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 62. Bram wants what?

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Oh my God, did I not hear wrong? Mama Nilam said that my son is her grandson?

"Cucwuku" said Nilam, stroking Amayra's stomach.

"Yes ma, this is my granddaughter" replied Amayra with a smile. He could not believe that Nilam was slowly beginning to accept him and his son.

Did Nilam realize his mistake? Or has he repented of all his sins? To be sure, after having this mild stroke. Nilam realized that Amayra was very kind to him.

I should have let him be with Bram and be responsible for his son and Amayra. Why did I choose the wrong daughter-in-law? O God, why did I commit such a sin by allowing my son to become an immoral man?

Nilam pensively, remembering his mistakes in the past. If he had forced Bram to marry Amayra instead of running away, then nothing like this would have happened. But, regret is regret, nothing will change.

"Ma, I'm leaving first huh," said Amayra as she kissed her mother-in-law's hand. "Assalamualaikum ma,"

"Wa-waalaikum salam," Nilam took pains to answer the greeting, for his mouth was still crooked.

"Bi Goddess, I'm picking up mama!" Amayra sends a message to the Goddess to guard Nilam.

"Yes non," replied the Goddess with a friendly smile.

Amayra went to Bu Melati's shop and continued her usual activities, peddling cakes there. Although it has been forbidden by Satria to sell, but Amayra still wants to sell on the grounds of spending her bored time at home. In addition, Amayra utilizes her sewing skills and makes bross for resale online. The proceeds of the sale of cakes and his bross he canister, some of which he set aside to give alms and given to his father.

"Alhamdulillah, sustenance today. I want to go to your father's house first ah, I will cook you good food," he muttered as he walked with his sling bag and a swipe of groceries to cook.

The plan is to go to the father's house to cook good food there. When he just arrived in front of the alley leading to his father's house, he saw there were 2 suspicious men were scouting. 2 men were looking at the bag he was carrying, he said, Amayra began to be wary of walking quickly towards Mr. Mamat the fried seller.

After Amayra was in the crowd, the two men left her and walked in the other direction. "Mayra's Miss? Why neng?" asked Mr. Mamat worried about seeing Amayra who was walking around.

"Sir. haahh. haahh. I'm fine sir," Amayra tried to catch her breath, holding her slightly hardened stomach.

"Here sit down first!" Mr. Mamat said sympathizing with Amayra. Mamat approached Amayra and helped her sit in a long chair.

Amayra sat in the long chair, Mamat gave Amayra a glass of water. Mr. Mamat asked what happened to Amayra to make the old pregnant woman panting looking tired.

He told me what happened to Mr. Mamat, just now he was followed by two unknown men after getting off the angkot in front of the alley. Mr. Mamat asked Amayra to be careful because now many thugs are wandering in front of the street alley.

"Thank you, Mr. Mamat, like him, I have to continue my journey to my father's house" said Amayra as she moved from the wooden seat.

"Yes, be careful, already through this alley. insyaallah is safe," Mr. Mamat smiled to calm Amayra.

Amayra walked to her father's house, she saw that he had just finished transporting the trash. His face was sweaty and looking tired, Amayra greeted her father warmly. Once inside the house, Amayra makes a cold drink for Aaron then she starts opening the ingredients in the kitchen to cook immediately. But he saw the food on the small table.

He saw that the food there looked luxurious and different from ordinary cuisine. Like coming from a fancy restaurant, because the food looks neat and there are no traces of cooking there.

"Dad, did you buy food?" amayra asked while putting groceries in the refrigerator in the kitchen, because she did not cook.

"So your brother-in-law came here, he bought some food for me" replied Aaron, drinking a juice made by Amayra.

Aghast at her hearing, Bram comes to her house and gives food to her father. Whatdoes thatmean?

"Ah? What's he gonna do here?" ask Amayra ketus.

"Dad has a dispenser for Satria! Why did you take the dispenser and why did you accept the gift?" amayra asked, her voice sounding annoyed.

Aaron looked at his daughter in wonder why Amayra was so angry at Bram. "Dad refused, but he forced me to accept it. Dad also wondered why he did it, even though he had forgiven him. And suddenly the dispenser that had been fine had become damaged for no reason," Aaron let out a long sigh.

Amayra was silent, she looked annoyed with Bram who did not know what he wanted. During this one month Bram deliberately approached Amayra and Aaron sir for various reasons. Amayra did not talk about this to Satria, she was afraid that her husband would be angry or jealous. According to him, talking about Bram will cause problems in their household.

Amayra firmly said that she would ask Bram to bring back the items he gave to Aaron. Amayra doesn't understand what Bram wants to do with all this?

Intentions want to see Bram right then and there, but she has to ask permission from her husband and she does not get permission from Satria.

"If you want to meet Brother Bram, you have to go with me. It's not good to meet other men alone, especially if you're married, but why would you want to meet with Bram's sister?" ask her husband suspiciously.

I knew he would ask this.

"Why are you breathing out? Didn't answer?" asked Satria who heard the sound of the wife's breath from the phone.

"It's okay, yes, brother! My sister is busy! Assalamualaikum!" Amayra hung up the phone quickly. She avoided her husband's questions.

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That night, Amayra was seen waiting for her husband to come home from work. While waiting, after praying Isya, Amayra taught as usual. Outside it is raining.

Soon her husband came home a little wet from the rain. Don't forget Amayra kissed the back of her husband's hand. "Sister is home" greeted him with a sweet smile.

Satria hurriedly greeted the baby who was inside the wife's body. "Hi baby, I'm home. Assalamualaikum,"

They both looked happy, Satria stroked the woman's stomach gently and looked at her affectionately.

"Is he kicking today?" satria asked with a gentle smile at the vaja, lh, looking at one sweet dimple on her cheek.

"Yes, brother, from this morning he kicked on. Like she misses her father" said the beautiful pink-veiled woman, smiling sweetly at the handsome man in front of her.

Suddenly the door of the house was wide open, someone opened it until it made a loud noise.

"Who did you say his father?" asked a man with a soaked body standing in the doorway. The man looked at the pregnant woman and her husband with a sharp look. He is Bram.

Why is he here?

Amayra's body trembled looking at the figure of the man in the doorway of her house. Same with the husband. She looked at him with cynical eyes, as if unhappy with Bram's presence there.

"I was the baby's father and I should have been her husband! Satria, you'll have to talk him out soon! Then give her and my son back to me!" Said the man firmly to Satria. His eyes stared furiously at Satria. He looks like he's drunk.

"She is my wife forever and I will never let her go" Satria replied firmly, clasping the pregnant woman's hand tightly.

So this is what Bram really means.

Amayra looked confused to see the two men whose faces looked angry.

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