The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
34 Ayra Show Your Enchantment
The two women in the hijab laughed. Bram went into the dressing room. Bram seemed ordinary to see another woman in the locker room.
Bram's black netra was fixed on the large mirror in the changing room. The figure of the woman who had become his wife appeared so stylish and beautiful. Ayra looked at Bram's eyes glancing at her reflection in the mirror.
"May you like the mas. This should only be enjoyed in the room but not if you ask me to look beautiful in front of your world."
"It turns out in religion even hooded women can and can look beautiful?"
Bram and Ayra looked at each other through a mirror in front of them. They had to put an end to that view because of Aisha's slow voice.
"My lady excuse me. My lord, if you'll excuse me, my task is done."
"Thank you Aish."
Aisha lowered her head politely and cleaned up some of the items she had brought earlier.
"Wait Aish. Put on my shoes. You're going home like that?"
"Hehe.... No, miss, I'm just wearing this one. Later sometime you should learn to use this miss."
Aisha smiled at Ayra while lifting the high heels that Ayra had rejected.
Just now the veiled girl was about to leave the dressing room but Bram's cold voice stopped her.
"wait. Just help me with my clothes."
Aisha put on her surprised face. Ayra turned towards Bram. Aisha looked clumsy as she advanced a few steps towards Bram.
"Is that a piece of it you Ayra until the tie of your husband you can't put on, right? Come on I've never been close to a guy let alone having to pair his tie."
Aisha monologues in her heart.
"Let me mas. If I were to put a tie on, I could. Don't make Aisha sin because she has to touch something that isn't her mahram. Go Aish. Thank you very much."
Ayra smiled as she stood in front of Bram and held onto Bram's tie.
Aisha smiled happily because she was relieved and happy that Ayra was a wife figure who was so guarding her husband from slander.
"None Good....."
"Ayra.... Ayra Aish's...."
Aisha nodded and laughed a little while gently rubbing her head.
After Aisha's departure there lived a couple of husband and wife. Bram who looks relaxed and buttoned his wrist shirt. Ayra takes Bram's hand, Ayra looks at Bram's wrist and puts on the button. Then move to the other hand.
She did not dare look at her husband's handsome face. The smell of Bram's body has made his heart pounding, especially if he has to look at his husband's face. He doesn't want last night to happen again.
Ayra leaned the tie against her shoulder, her two soft hands opening the collar of Bram's shirt. Then the navy blue tie he wrapped around Bram's neck
Bram looked at Ayra's face which was just staring at the tie she was putting on her neck.
"Are you still so angry about last night that you didn't smile at me this morning."
"Oh my God, this is what it's like to fall in love. It is appropriate if friends often ignore the punishment given by Abi and Umi if caught dating. Loving in a halal relationship alone takes a hard struggle to withstand the turmoil of the heart, the desire to be embraced, hugging and the aroma of your body was so make me feel a great vibration in my heart mas."
Ayra was still focused with both hands that put on the Bram tie because she had a little trouble. Her husband's slightly higher posture makes her tiptoe slightly. Bram saw Ayra's legs that were slightly tiptoed down his body.
Bram whispered something until Ayra's face blushed in embarrassment.
"Tomorrow learn to use the object Aisha pointed at earlier. So I don't have to duck like this. I'm afraid last night's events will happen again if my face gets too close. Show me your charm so that my lips will only speak your name and not another woman."