The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
23 Islam embraces not HITTING
Mr. Erlangga managed to persuade Bambang and his wife to return to the main house. They also agreed that the wedding celebration would be held with the wedding of Ayra and Bram.
Now 3 pairs of husband and wife has arrived at a famous boutique in the city. Boutiques that are famous for the luxury of dresses and clothes made with the best materials are made by the best designers in the country.
Arriving at the boutique, Marisa invites Ayra and Rani into Marisa's room. Marisa is a lady Paints trust designer. The painting lady asked Marisa to prepare a dress and also the concept of a wedding party for their child.
Marisa when finished measuring Rani's body turned to Ayra.
"Say Ayra what kind of dress do you want?"
"If I may want one that can cover the aurat perfectly. Dress if you can cover the hips and thighs. Do not need too many jewelry knickknacks and simple ones are not too luxurious. Can Aunty?"
Marisa stopped noting something in her book.The woman pulled her glasses until they moved up to her head.
"Owh.... Honey, I don't understand the concept of beauty you're referring to. A wedding dress must show luxury, it must show your curves because you are the queen on your wedding day. And you have to look beautiful."
Ayra who is always friendly and generous smile to those who are halal receives her hospitality and her sweet smile again gives an explanatory with her soft voice and smile that is always engraved.
"Based on the opinion of a Muslim scholar who came from Egypt. His name is Yusuf Qardhawi is that Allah SWT does not forbid women to look beautiful. But the beauty must cover the aurat that must be covered, namely the entire body of the woman except the face and palms.
And secondly, the hijab must keep from the onset of orgasm by others, such as not showing clearly the curves of the female body or wearing bright clothes. Then 2 concepts that I want to wear to my dress later Aunt."
Marisa shook her head and then she massaged her forehead and seemed to get the idea of the woman quickly pressing the phone on her desk
"Call me Aisah to my room now."
Not long ago appeared a pink hijab woman with a tartan motif blazer and a subordinate pleats skirt that seemed modern was also trendy even though the woman was veiled.
The woman in ripe brown skin looked like an Id card hanging around her neck.
"Mrs paint, I'm sorry. For your daughter-in-law I entrust her dress to my assistant. In reliable for the type of dress that your daughter-in-law wants. I can't make a work that I don't animate the concept."
"Come on Marisa. It's my son-in-law's second special day. I want you to design their dresses."
Mistress draws closer to Marisa's desk.
"I'll give you a free dress if you don't think it's up to your expectations Madam."
The mistress looked at the woman named Aisah. He saw the appearance of Marisa's assistant did look modern though hijab and covered also curves of her body is not clearly visible.
"Dear? You're okay baby if the one who designed your dress isn't Aunt Marisa?"
"If you say Aunt Marisa is one of the best designers in the country then Aunt Marisa must have an assistant who also has the same abilities as her ma. Aunt Marisa is unlikely to choose just anyone for a subscription that is almost 10 years old. Isn't that Auntie?"
Aisha does the detail when measuring Ayra's body. Aisha records all the dress concepts that Ayra wants to do after Aisha finishes, excuse me to leave Marisa's room.
Ayra and Rani sit on the sofa in front of them. They enjoyed the drink provided by Marissa, while waiting for the two men who had gone out to smoke. Because in Marisa's room doesn't allow people to smoke.
"Well, do women have to wear hijab in our religion? or is it of our own accord?"
Rani tries to find out about the opinion of her sister-in-law's wife. Because he felt embarrassed when Ayra explained about the concept of hijab earlier because there is a word does not cause other people's orgasm.
Rani reflects on her who is used to wearing clothes that expose sexiness, especially on the chest and legs. Hot pants and tank tops are her favorite clothes she wears everyday.
Ayra confirmed her sitting position to face Rani.
"Ran, wearing a hijab is obligatory for every woman as Allah SWT said in Qs. Al-Ahzab verse 59."
" Do you think we who are not hijab are women who are not right?"
Ayra smiled, she realized that Rani was interested in hijab and this was an opportunity for her to impart knowledge to her brother-in-law without being told to feel in the gurui.
"Like this Ran. In my view, yeah. Although the legal hijab is mandatory, it does not mean that women who do not hijab are women who are not true, because there are many women who even though they are not hijab, they are diligent in fasting, pray and do other practices.
Likewise vice versa, not necessarily all women hijab good all. But every good woman and their prayer must wear the hijab because it is the absolute price Allah has commanded all Muslim women.
Responding to your question. I think each of us has a secret with God. Have something of God's goodness that perhaps no other human being knows apart from having or not hijabnya a woman earlier."
Rani stared in admiration at the woman who she considered inappropriate accompanying Bram, because of the appearance of Ayra who seemed simple even though her face looks beautiful without makeup polish. While Bram is a man who always looks fashionable and luxurious. What a couple who are opposite in terms of appearance.
But this time Rani considers if Ayra deserves to be with her husband's sister.
"Then why didn't you tell me to change my clothes when you closed Bram's eyes with your hands. I understand if you're uncomfortable with my clothes this morning."
Rani slips her long hair behind her ears.
"If this morning I asked you to change clothes because I was not comfortable seeing your appearance, then I can make sure you will not like me. Uncomfortable near me, even gonna hate me. Because I arranged for you to follow my perspective. This morning was our first meeting. The concept of da'wah for me Islam is embracing not hitting."
Ayra smiled sweetly and a soft embrace and caress from the skin of Ayra's hand on Rani's white arm could be felt because Rani was wearing a Sleeveress blouse colored tosca. Until Ayra's soft palms can be felt Rani's white arms.
It turned out that without them realizing their conversation was being observed and heard by two brothers who were behind the folding partition door behind their sofa.
"She's a unique and rare Bram woman. You'll regret letting go. Her charm is different from the woman who usually chases you and the woman who just dumped you."
Bambang whispered in Bram's ear after they listened to their wives talk, from behind the folding partition that separated the lobby with Marisa's boutique waiting room.