The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
24 Looks Beautiful To Husband That Worship
When Marisa was measuring Bram's body. Marisa's eyes widened because she saw red scratches on Bram's neck. Bram's shirt collar that is interested in making a clear red carving of Ayra's scrapings makes Marisa who never knew if it was produced from a coin object instead of Ayra's tiny lips.
Marisa smiled knots as she measured the shoulder part of Bram.
"Amazing, she's an amazing woman turns out. His masterpiece of love is so real and shaky that it blends in every inch of Bram's body.... I'm traveling and I want it."
Marisa moved to the front of Bram. Marisa's knot smile makes Bram dislike.
"Mrs Marisa what makes your face look like that. You're thinking of me?"
"Tell me last night how many rounds did you guys spend together? And I'm sure your wife provides Bram's exceptional service. You deserve to choose her. You'd rather have the contents than the cover hehehe...."
Marisa whispered in Bram's ear. Both Netra Bram grew up.
"What do you mean Marisa?"
"Hehehe... Your wife's masterpiece is clearly on your neck Bram."
Marisa left Bram alone as she had finished getting all sizes for Bram's wedding dress.
Bambang who heard the conversation laughed. He really enjoyed the face of the brother jutek because he knew it was a masterpiece of scrap coin because he had since lived without a big name Pradipta had to feel the ferocity of the coin when his body was experiencing heat.
"Tell me. You haven't touched her, have you, Bram? or the rumor going around about you and Rafi....?"
"Bugh!"
"You think I'm an eggplant lover? even the food called eggplant is all I don't like what else the flash is!"
"Then why don't you still enjoy the paradise of the world that you already enjoy?"
"Heh. He's not my type. See how she dresses!? Even though her face is in the criteria of beauty, but the way she dresses does not make my eyes obsessed. He wasn't worth accompanying me with his performance.!"
Lady Lukis who was accidentally behind Ayra only heard the last sentence spoken by her eldest son.
Mistress paints Ayra's wrist. A little away from Marisa's room. He chose a sofa in the outside corner of Marisa.
The mistress paints raised her daughter-in-laws chin. Seen sadness but quickly covered by Ayra with a smile to her in-laws. Because Ayra understood very well the message of Umi Laila not to put on a sour face, sad in front of her husband and parents.
"Well, tell mom, is it in religion that a wife cannot look beautiful for her husband?"
Ayra looked at the Painter Lady she tried to take a breath before answering the Painted Lady's question.
"Ma, among the nature of a woman is beauty. Dressing up and looking attractive is an Islamic recommendation. To make the husband happy.
Dressing up or looking beautiful for your husband is part of worship. So that the wife will be rewarded by Allah in the Hereafter."
Lady Lukis is happy because it turns out she can make her daughter-in-law look more fashionable so that Bram feels comfortable and fell in love because his wife is able to compensate for her appearance. Bram who used to meet beautiful women, fashionable, trendy then just put up a standard for the word beautiful.
"Now there is no reason for you to refuse. You have made it clear that dressing up for a husband is okay. Now you go with mama. And after this one, you go with your mom to a place you must also visit."
The mistress drew Ayra's hand into the room that read
[Aisha rooms]
"I want you to show me the collection you made for my daughter-in-law. That is in accordance with the principle. Did Ay mama forget?"
"Closed, not glazed, does not show curves, covers the thighs and hips. And do not invite the eyes that look at him. But still look beautiful. Isn't it Ayra Khairunnisa?"
The voice of the man who used to speak ketus and rough sounded quite calm and flat. The man who had just entered followed Lady Lukis and Ayra answered the question addressed to Ayra.