AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 178. UNPREPARED

Aiswa ran past Joanna in the living room straight to her room toilet.

Hueks.

He spewed out the juice he had just drank. Then gargle when Amir catches up with him.

"Why? nauseous?" tanya Amir sees Aiswa still in the sink.

Amir grabbed the rubbing medicine then poured it on his left palm. Sucking Aiswa's robe and then apply it on the wife's flat stomach.

"Where does the nausea Bii, I see tenacious in my juice and already sluggish. Also hah, forget it, ga mood continued," replied Aiswa as she wiped her wet mouth with tissue.

"From the fruit of yes. No, don't drink it again. Change the purchase that just, I bought it," he said still rubbed the nape of Aiswa.

"Follow Bii, can you?"

"May, wear a mask because it's hot and there's a lot of dust" Amir replied as he pulled Aiswa to the side of the bed.

"Why don't you use this Bii?" Aiswa grabs the niqab she accidentally brought from Tazkiya.

"Would you like to wear that?"

"If Qolbi asks, yes I use," he replied straightforwardly.

"Reason?" Amir stared intensely at Aiswa's bead eyes.

"Al Ahzab verse 59, Bii .. should stick her veil all over their bodies, quote that meaning," replied Aiswa softly.

"Know the baboon nuzul darling?"

"Forgot, what's Bii?"

"Bismillah, from Sayyidah A'isha, after the abdication of the hijab. When Saudah came out for a purpose, he was reprimanded by ummar bin khattab to pay attention to the clothes he was wearing because he was easily recognizable, because Saudah was fat. He complained to Rosulullah who was eating at the residence of Sayyidah A'isha until this verse came down" Amir explained carefully.

"Also there is one other opinion with regard to this .. When the wives of Rosulullah come out at night, the hypocrites disturb them to the point of feeling tainted and hurt. When Rosulullah rebuked the hypocrites earlier, they said they only did that to the slave woman . then Allah sent down the verse.

"So Bii?"

"The hijab in question is, loose clothing to cover the curves of the body dear. Has Buya ever asked you to wear this?" Amir raised the niqab of Aiswa.

"No Bii, not even Umma," replied Aiswa increasingly curious.

"The majority of fuqaha (the four madzhabs) say that the face does not include the aurat. Some say wearing the niqab is mandatory, makruh and mubah, depending on the situation if there is fear of slander," Amir explained slowly afraid Aiswa misunderstood.

"Now I ask, are you using this intention from the heart or because of me?"

"If Qolbi asks, I wear it," Aiswa's great-grandson began to fear.

"Don't do any good because of someone else, dear .. if you want to wear it, wear it because your intention is for God, not me. Because I do not want to burden you for something you do not want, it will be obligatory for me to ask you, dear," Amir stroked Aiswa's face, lifting her to stand up again.

"I take care of you Aiswa, wherever you go I accompany you. I believe my wife can keep her eyes on me. Wear it or not, if indeed the view of a man is wrong, it will still be wrong .. I want you to blend in, without attracting attention. Here, the niqab is still unfamiliar, all your behavior will be an example and should not be wrong because your clothes are everything...."

"Wearing the niqab obviously brings me joy, but it opens the door to other prejudices that I cannot control ... Honey, I don't want to, when this is on your face, you become depressed because it's not from the heart. I'm suspending this, and all of these explanations are my version, not some other Muslim benchmark," Amir began to speak.

"Because I'm your husband, it's more right to regulate everything that makes my wife comfortable not for worship but you are with others.I'm sorry Rohi, I don't allow it," Amir clasped tightly onto Aiswa's fingers, bowing his face. He is not ready if his wife uses something that triggers internal conflicts that are accidentally created later in life.

"Bii, sorry ... Bii, don't feel guilty, "Aiswa sobbed to have made her husband find it hard to make up his mind this time.

"Bii," his cry broke when he saw Amir was silent.

"Dear, I'm sorry. Here, I'm sorry," said Amir pulling Aiswa in his arms.

"I sinned for making my husband difficult, sorry Bii, sorry for me," Aiswa was still crying in his arms. While Amir just rubbed his wife's head gently repeatedly.

"You are not wrong, my dear. I'm the only one who's still not ready, sorry for hindering your worship intentions for me" he whispered softly.

"So buy some more juice? I'm dropping off, yuk," Amir breaks his embrace, removing the trail of the feather that drenched Aiswa's face.

"Udah ga mood, want to hug Qolbi aja," his whine began to spoil.

"Subsequently dzuhur later take a nap, now I still have a lot of work dear ... accompany me first a moment, yes, would you not?"

"He em, I want to."

The two then went back out of the room. Amir continued to work with Aiswa, who was clinging to her, leaning her head against her husband's left arm. Even accidentally closed because he was very comfortable.

"Jo, please come here for a moment" Amir called Joanna.

"Yes Den Mas" said Joanna.

"Please finish the spelled, the fruit I have not touched, it will be opened. Eat or just go to the barn. Aeyza juice please dispose of yes, there are caterpillars so it is discontinued," Amir asked Joanna.

"Sleeping Miss Den .. This is the tab, I bring it in or what?"

"Yes bring all my wallets, please Jo .. let it go first, then I'll move it."

Amir stroked the face of ayu who was beginning to slacken, he opened his left arm so that Aiswa could lie down.

"The wait began to look like Rohi," his shop on ayu's face.

...***...

Jakarta.

Ahmad has been very busy for several days, the number of registrations for his AH Chicken outlet partners has doubled from last month. Also the short trip program that he worked on managed to attract the attention of several companies to cooperate with Tazkiya Tour.

He felt the need to share it with Dewiq, the idol.

Group chat Sattam Halal.

Silent.

Silent silence.

"Sha, bobok afternoon huh?"

"There's no one, you're back, males ngetem here."

"Why are you."

Silent.

Slender.

A few minutes passed.

"Wa'alaikumussalam Bear, I just got home, really cape."

"Eating yet, baby? shower, drink infuse water if you like," he replied.

"Start yes, Mum."

"Yes, I've got infuse water, follow you Bear. Honey, I take a breath first."

"Sister, don't follow."

"Great pity my love, no one mijitin, try me there yes Sha," he replied deliberately ignoring Mama.

"YOU ARE ANGRY, MAMA."

"Eh, there's Mama, when comes Ma. I don't know."

"Bear 😂😂😂."

"Don't pretend to be you, Mom! on purpose, good!" Mama nagging.

"Awhile, I climbed up first .. oh, there was no Mama, I didn't say hello. Sorry Ma, consider the bonus deh that was .. want to be erased eh can, fate means yes dear, 😅."

"Yes Honey."

"Sister! geez. The longer Mama's not worth it here."

"Don't sulk with us Ma, lose youh, because people are sulking usually not in the mood talking. Me and Marsha will be more, more and more...."

"Bear 😅"

"Mama reportin Umma yes, you Mas, the wayward began to be consistent."

"Smart children are natural if the wayward Ma, innovative name, ga bosenin. Let Marsha be happy with me too."

"AHMAD HARIR." Mom was really tough this time.

"Ready grak, so ghost. When's Ma?"

"Bear 😂"

"Wait a minute, Mama reports Umma."

"That's what I want instead, 😁."

"Say what's wrong?"

"Sha, thank you. Maybe this is on your prayer as well, I have been able to pay a loan to Amir 10% also in cooperation with several goal companies. Thanks a lot."

"Alhamdulillah, the spirit continues yes Bear. You can, as always, My Bear."

Silent.

"Bear, is it still there?"

"But it's not polite for you."

"Ciye, Mama fuck me, miss me."

"I want to ask you something, Sha but it's not good for Mama, how is Sha?"

"Ask what Bear?"

"Ma, can you ask for a photo of Mama again rem ga? let's not see what I want to write."

"😂 is - you are Bear."

"Ganjen, write it down."

"Hmm, Anu Sha...."

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