Aisyah's
End Times
The holiday arrived. In the morning, Zahira was at his home, Ustad Rashid, to take care of Anum while his mother was cooking because umi Fatimah had returned to her boarding school with Kiyai Samsul. Zahira and Syakir are teasing Anum.
" Hi Anum is beautiful, but still looking forward to Ira's aunt, he he he. Defeat the same old yes" Zahira told Anum. Ustadzah Yasmin who heard was just shaking her head.
" Where is Aunt Ira's brain?" ask Syakir.
" you mean?" zahira asked not to understand.
" Where the loser has to be the old, the big one with the small one, when Anum has to lose the same aunt Ira" Syakir protested.
" For Syakir, someone said that the man must be willing to defeat women" said Zahira again.
" So I have to give up on Aunt Ira?" ask Syakir.
" Hmmm"
" Tap aunt Ira older than me"
" Heei don't bring age" Zahira protested.
Arrived ustad Rashid came with diapers and some new baby equipment in his purchase.
" Asalamualaikum"
" Greetings waalaikum"
Zahira who saw was immediately giggling noiseless.
" One more note, Inem the waiter of the celebor, hi hi hi hi" whispered Zahira to Syakir.
" What do you whisper to Syakir?" ask ustad Rashid. Zahira smiled bitterly.
" Aunte Ira said that abi was like in.mmp"
Not only had Syakir finished his words, Zahira immediately shut her mouth.
"Don't complain, my pocket money will be cut with your ashes" whispered Zahira to Syakir, Zahira also released her hand. Yet Ustad Rashid was still staring at them.
" It's nothing ko ka, it's just a woman's secret, isn't it Syak?" zahira. Until Ustad Rashid scrunched his forehead.
" Aunty Ira I'm not a woman" Syakir protested until Zahira giggled.
" Yes, I forgot you're a man"
After finishing cooking, Yasmin's ustadzah approached them.
" We had lunch together" pinta ustadzah Yasmin. Zahira, Ustad Rashid and Syakir are sitting at the table. Ustadzah Yasmin did not eat because he had to take care of Anum first and then replace Ustad Rashid who took care of his daughter when his wife was eating lunch.
Just a few mouthfuls of Zahira eating, he had already whispered to Ustad Rashid.
" The cuisine is still made by him ka Aisyah"
Ustad Rashid who heard him looked directly at Zahira.
" Ssttth" said Ustad Rashid as he pressed his index finger against his own lips. Zahira nodded. But Syakir suddenly shouted.
"Umi, said aunt Ira mmp cuisine..." Zahira again silenced Syakir's mouth.
" Don't say the same with you, later you forbid ka Rashid to give me pocket money" whispered Zahira. Yasmin's Ustadzah looked at them from a distance.
" Why Syakir?" ask ustadzah Yasmin.
" Syakir just wanted to say, the food is delicious" Zahira said with a smile.
After lunch and prayer Zuhr, Zahira went from his home Ustad Rashid.
" I'm going, thanks for lunch" Zahira said.
" Where are you going Ira?" ask ustad Rashid.
" I want to go to the garden, there needs to be the same om ustad, will give me additional tutoring" replied Zahira. Ustad Rashid nodded.
" I went ya asalamualaikum"
" Greetings waalaikum"
Zahira had already walked towards the plantation. Arriving there, saw Usman ustad who is now planting vegetable seeds, and iftad Soleh was watering. Zahira approached them.
" Asalamualaikum"
" Greetings waalaikum"
" Of course I'm ready"
" Where are you taking Ira to, man?" ask ustad Soleh.
" Where not, I just have an appointment with him"
Ustad Usman invited Zahira to sit on a mat in the middle of the plantation.
" Ira before we start the lesson, you warm up first, you put this plantation 12 x rounds" pinta ustad Usman. Until Zahira immediately scrunched her forehead.
" Om justad wants to make me faint first before the lesson starts" Zahira grumbled. Ustad Usman laughed.
" Yes we have started. Bismilbornrahmanirahim"
They also pray first. Zahira was ready to listen to the explanation of Usman.
" The end of time is often also called the end of the day (apocalypse). Characteristic of women of the end times, now this woman who is meant by shalallahu alaihi wasalam is who wears thin clothes that make up her body and do not cover it, she said, so they are women who dress in their bahir and are naked in reality"
Zahira nodded.
" Do you want to dress like that?" ask ustad Usman. Zahira immediately shook her head.
" But iftad, I didn't start hijab when Riziq took me here and when I was 15, then what about how I looked before I came here?, I mean at 15 and under, at that time I was not hijab and still show the aura" said Zahira.
" Everyone had Ira, they emigrated in their own way. And the important thing is that you've now covered all your awra" replied Usman.
" Can I ask you something?" ask Zahira.
" Hmmm"
" When we shower we can't be naked?"
Ustad Usman immediately frowned upon hearing Zahira's question.
" If you want to ask, don't be weird, if you take a shower to wear a shar'i dress?" gerutu ustad Usman's. Zahira smiled shyly.
" One more thing you don't wear tight clothes. Wear loose clothing so that your body shape is not visible" Usman said.
" Alright, from tomorrow if I buy clothes that size XL is not M anymore" said Zahira.
" If I give you a suggestion you borrow Dewi's clothes so that the curves of your body are not visible" pinta ustad Usman until Zahira pursed his lips.
" If I wear her clothes to the Goddess, it means that my body is definitely lost. It's not just the curves of my body that won't be seen, but my whole body will disappear under that bad cover blanket" Zahira said. Ustad Usman is giggling.
From a distance came Aisha and Riziq. Aisha left Adam and Eve in Salamah and Nisa.
" Asalamualaikum"
" Greetings waalaikum"
Aisyah sat down with Zahira in front of Usman while Riziq went to water his favorite vegetable, the chili tree.
" Ira, Ira Aisyah didn't know you were here" Aisyah said.
" Yes, after coming from his house to Rashid I came straight here" replied Zahira.
" Have you talked?" ask ustad Usman.
" Hmmm"
Ustad Usman is back.
" So Ira, don't dress thin and tight. Dressed but naked. So are you, Aisyah. Aurat is self-worth"
" When you're naked in front of your husband, can you?" ask Aisyah.
" IT MUST be, but must see the place, situation and condition" replied Usman.
" Well from tomorrow I'll be naked in front of my husband" Aisyah said. Ustad Usman and Zahira frowned.
" Frankly crumpled" murmured Zahira.
" If you're naked in front of your husband, besides catching a cold, you'll be directly lunge and stabbed in the flocked" grumbled Usman. Aisha is giggling with Zahira.
" Heh selebor, why are you laughing, do you understand my words?" ask ustad Usman.
" Even though I still sit in the big zero class, but I'm 15 years old, a little more I understand" replied Zahira.
" It's too late" Zahira said firmly.
" What do you mean?"
" Ka Aisyah often keceplosan talk if there is me, even ka Aisyah often do flirt with ka Riziq. Even worse, Ayesha treated my feet like a baby. Bathing must be bathed, wearing clothes also like to be helped, is not it very ridiculous his name" said Zahira. Aisyah's face was already flushed.
" Aisha, next time have to be careful in acting and taking action"
" Yes, but sometimes I like to forget that there is a Zahira at home" Aisyah replied.
" Yes, do you know the nature of women of the last days?" ask ustad Usman.
" Tau" replied Zahira.
" What?"
" They are more busy thinking about her soul mate and beauty but ignorant in religious affairs"
" Tumben your brain is smart Ira" Ustad Usman said. Zahira smiled with a smile.
" It was the content of the speech that Joseph gave ", replied Zahira.
" You already know the nature of women of the end times but still have the nature" grumbled Usman.
" What do you mean?"
" You're busy thinking about your soul mate, you're always chasing after Joseph, and obsessively wanting to make him a priest for you"
" Tuh listen to Ira, do not pursue Joseph too much" said Aisyah.
" I'm no longer flirtatious to ka Yusuf, have tried to uphold my honor, but my heart is very difficult to be invited to compromise. But Aisha calm down, I will take care of the attitude towards Yusuf" Zahira said.
" You must know the characteristics of the dajjal woman at the end of the Age.
Tabarruj and like to show off.
Dressed but naked. That is a woman who is dressed tightly to form and accentuate the curves of the body. Wearing thin and transparent clothing and clothing that does not close the aura well. Women who dress like that which characterizes women followers of the dajjal. While women in Islam are required to close the aurat"
Zahira and Aisyah nodded.
" Remember yes you should be able to close your aura and be able to show it only to your husband" said Ustad Usman.
" Hm"
" Of course, I will try not to show my aura to a man who is not my husband, I will only show it to Yusuf" Zahira said. Until Aisyah and Ustad Usman scrunched their eyebrows respectively.
" Eh selebor, not necessarily Joseph is your soul mate, not necessarily he who will be your husband later"
Zahira immediately bowed her head with a manyun lips.
" You don't have to worry, everyone will definitely get their soul mate"
" So more yes. The 3rd, kufur to the husband.
The woman who left the prayer.
Women who ignore the slander of the dajjal.
The apostate woman.
They like to spread slander and lie.
He likes to complain about sheep.
Feel the most holy and the truest.
It was a characteristic feature of dajjal women in the last days"
Zahira and Aisyah nodded again.
" May you be the flower of the last days. May hijab be your dress, chastity be your practice, your modesty be your adornment and heaven be your place"
" Amiin" said Aisyah and Zahira.
" Try Aisyah, you want to say something?" ustad Usman. Aisyah nodded as well.
" I am the woman of the last days. I am the sinful woman who begs for forgiveness. And I am the woman of the end times who wants to imitate the shahabiyah, although not as noble and as good as her, but I just want to stay in obedience." said Aisyah.
" Adalagi what you want to say" said Ustad Usman back.
"I am not as noble as KHADIJAH.
Not setaqwa AISYAH.
Not the FATIMAH.
It is not as rich as BALQIS,
especially as beautiful as ZULAIKHAH.
I am just a woman of the end times who has the mind to be a wife of SHALEHAH" said Aisyah. Ustad Usman smiled.
" May your mind be granted Aisha"
" Amiin"
" You want to tell me something Ira?" ask ustad Usman.
" Hmmm"
" Say"
" I will not be at length with my words, for I only aspire to be the wife of shalah for the sake of Joseph. It's just a point" said Zahira firmly. Aisyah and Ustad Usman even exchanged lyrics.
" Why don't you guys take it in?" zahira said a little annoyed.
" Amiin" said Aisha and Usman a little forced because Zahira was so obsessed with Joseph.
" I asked why you like Yusuf?" ask ustad Usman.
" For every time I meet Yusuf, my heart is pounding, there is a strange vibration in my heart that makes my lips smile without my permission" Zahira replied.
" Is there any other reason?" ask ustad Usman back.
" I see the power in you of Joseph, his fear, his intelligence, his kindness and the last is his good looks, hi hi hi hi hi" Zahira replied with a laugh at the end of his sentence.
" If everything you say is in Joseph except his good looks, do you still like him?" ask ustad Usman.
" Of course, 'cause he's nice to me"
" Hear me Ira, in Islam there is no such thing as dating, so don't expect Yusuf to say and express love to you unless you are a match with him, he'll say love when you're legitimately his wife"
Zahira nodded.
" Hear me again Ira. KHADIJA-Know thyself, Allah will be your MOHAMMED, for Allah has promised good people for good"
Zahira nodded back.
" Thank you for ustad"
" But remember what I said, take care of your awrah"
" Hmmm"
" Do you remember the payment you gave me Ira?" ustad Usman.
Zahira began to remember.
" You will pay me by helping me on the plantation" Usman reminded.
" Yes yes, I'll help grow vegetables"
" Are you going to help what Aisyah?" ask ustad Usman.
" Of course I'll help wipe the sweat off my husband's forehead, paddle him so he doesn't overheat, massage him so he doesn't feel sore and kiss his cheeks let him grow more seedlings. Oops" Aisyah covered her own mouth.
" Keep your talk if there's a celebor" said Ustad Usman a little growling.
" Keceplosaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan" said Aisyah as she escaped.