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"Mommy, this one" (Mommy this one)

Elio came from behind a row of beautiful clothes hanging on the standing hanger by dragging a black dress filled with tiles and gliters, or is it a gemstone....? or beads....? Cristal....? I'm not sure which one

right now we are in a walkin closet hidden behind a door that I have been ignoring, even though this room is in Louis's room, and every day I go through it without any interest

who would have thought if the door was a magic door instead of a room decoration

when I first entered this place I almost thought that I was entering the luxury clothing figures from so many clothes that this place accommodated

I'm just confused, what is this much stuff for....?

who would wear this much.....? i...? no kidding!

looks like I should talk to louis about this

okay, remind me of that later

I refocused on the adorable toddler standing in front of me

"ay Allah"

I patted my forehead slowly

that expensive shirt fate is like a washcloth in the hands of Elio, Astagfirullah haladzim

I crouched down to equalize my height with Elio who was smiling widely and stuck out his tiny hand that was in trouble lifting a dress that was of course far from being able to hold it fully

"do you want me to try this one....?" (do you want me to try this...?).

"yes"

"ok, let's try this one" (ok let's try)

I took the dress and showed it to Belle, which of course Belle refused, how could Belle allow me to wear the glamorous dress I was holding right now....?where should I wear a casual dress according to the material he delivered a while ago

the first assignment from Belle, she asked me to choose a casual outfit complete with all her accessories

"no, you can't, this time for casual dress" (no, you can't wear it, it's time to choose a casual dress)

"it's ok, I got it" (it's okay, I've got it)

I showed my hand that formed an ok mark on Belle

"ok, let's try this on" (ok, let's try)

I carry the dress that Elio picked on my right hand and Elio's tiny hand on my left

"you say that you got it, so, why you bring that dress in your hands......?" you said you understood, but why did you bring the dress...?).

"coz my lovely son wanna see me wear this" (because my beloved son wants to see me wear this)

I smiled very broadly without revealing my teeth

and Belle could only give up by patting her forehead slowly

I asked Elio to sit down on the small sofa before it passed towards the changing room

shortly after I came out with Elio's choice clothes attached perfectly wrapped my body, it turns out this shirt is indeed as heavy as I thought and of course uncomfortable, the top is a little narrow

this shirt is indeed very large and quite uses a lot of fabric, but why only on the bottom is large....? and why is the body part of his shirt so small....?

oh my God, it seems that the designer is wrong to measure or how.....?

I stood in front of Elio moving his perfectly inflated bottom

for anything, God, this is a heavy shirt

"how's do I look....? am I pretty.....?" (how do I look....? am I pretty..?).

Elio did not answer but his head nodded repeatedly

"Mommy always looks pretty" (Mommy is always pretty)

Elio didn't answer right away he stretched out his hand and asked me to carry it

with a little difficulty I tried to grab it in my sling

this dress is even a little difficult to bring down or squat, especially to carry Elio in my arms

Belle laughed softly when she saw that I had a little trouble squatting down and holding Elio

"This is the first time I have seen a woman in a glamorous gown trying to hold a baby, and get troubled with that, hahaha" (this was the first time I saw a woman in a glamorous dress trying to hold a baby, and the distress for it, hahahaha)

"are you happy with that...?" (You're happy to see it...?)

"yes, absolutly!" (yes, of course!)

" haha..., it's glad if you're happy, could you please help me now...?" (haha...., I'm happy if you are happy, can you help me now....?).

oh Allah, the trouble is not helped....?, it is very satisfied that he laughed when he saw my distress, Astaghfirullah is indeed a good friend!

"sorry.. sorry... sorry, let me help you" (sorry....sorry, here I help you).

Belle approached and tried to help Elio to make it easier for me to carry, but unfortunately Elio refused to lift Belle instead

"no, thank you...., Mommy" (no, thank you,...... Mommy)

elio's tiny hand-pull distracted me who was trying to fix the bottom of the dress I was wearing after successfully standing up straight again

"why....?" (what's the matter....?)

"I don't like this dress, take it off" (i don't like this dress, open Mommy)

"why, you say that I look pretty wearing this" (why, earlier Elio said Mommy is beautiful if you wear this)

"no Mommy, take it off, take it off, take it off" (no Mommy, open, open, open)

"ok, ok, ok, I Will take it off" (ok,ok,ok Mommy open)

I came back in the dressing room to take off the dress that made me a little trouble walking and a little scared actually, I was afraid of tripping over the long cloth

this is why Islam does not like excessive things, because excessive things are not necessarily good, even in terms of worship though

all we need to do is to run everything according to the rules of Islam, the rules of Allah

do what God likes and leave behind what God hates

has Allah not made Islam a complete and perfect religion and rule for man

in terms of dress for example, Allah has arranged it so perfectly that the hijab and Khimar is a mandatory dress for women to wear when out of the house

The conditions are not much, which is important irkhok (long to cover the legs), wasik (extensive does not form curves) and also not glaring

even better if the hijab and Khimarar are simple

God, it's comfortable, safe again

although sometimes called mothers, it does not matter, consider it a practice to be a mother someday, for singles

color is free to choose

red wanted

black

yellowish

pink

purple

according to his taste, because God also makes room for us to choose what we like

there are areas where God gives freedom to choose, such as mutah case for example, or there are also areas where we are obliged to obey without but, as in compulsory or illegal cases

if mandatory....? yes it has to be done

if haram....? yes, it must be left

easy right....?

it all depends on us, obedient or obedient

but, obedient and obedient whatever the choice there are always consequences in every choice

~TBC~