The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
59 Importance of Keeping the Heart Before Marriage
Ayra was still sitting on her alphabet. He chose to spend his time begging his Lord for forgiveness for the sins he committed today.
Sin feels better than anyone else. Sin hurts fellow muslims. And an attitude he took by slapping Shela for insulting her religion. But he was sad because of how the Prophets who taught meek when preaching, but the people who claimed love for him even did rude acts and even hurt fellow Muslims.
"Yes Rabb, if it is with this matter then we will be closer to you. Then we will be patient. We are indeed her place of escape and neglect. Then we knock at the door of your forgiveness Rabb. Forgive us for every caliph and sin."
Ayra concluded her prayer by awarding the reading of Al-Fatiha's letter to her dead parents. For who is still there and also for himself.
Ayra saw Bram move from his bed. She quickly approached her husband.
"Mas need anything?"
"You're not sleeping?"
"I woke up at 12 and couldn't sleep anymore."
Arya glanced at the wall clock showing at 4 am. Bram who felt dry on his throat asked Ayra to take mineral water.
Ayra poured water into a glass and handed it to Bram.
"Sleep again if you're still sleepy. The police officer in front said at 7am he'd be back in the cell."
Bram did not budge he chose to lean on the hospital bed that measures 160 x 200.
He looked at Ayra. Stare full of curiosity.
"His face is prettier when she's not wearing makeup."
"Sit here for a minute."
Bram glanced at the chair next to his bed. Ayra obeyed her husband's will. He sat next to Bram.
Bram took a deep breath.
"Tell me why you loved me so fast. We've just been married days. And how many days have we known each other."
Ayra confirmed her slightly interested face.
"Because I never harbored a taste for any man before marriage."
"Including with Amir?"
Ayra nodded her head.
"Kang Amir is the santri Abi. He got a scholarship in Cairo for memorizing the Qur'an. I know with him. But not holding a feeling. Because from middle school, Abi and Umi had warned all Santri and his students not to play with the feeling when they were not bound by halal relations.
Because it will be a hindrance when married later. Even Umi and Abi did not hesitate to give punishment to us who do dating even though only rent correspondence."
"Why can't religion date? How will we love our partner? what if before marriage there is a word not suitable? ."
Ayra who saw Bram massaging his thighs that he felt sore from last night.
Ayra pulls her chair and massages Bram's calves.
"Is there a relationship that doesn't touch its partner? not looking at her partner? who doesn't think of his partner day and night? There is no such thing as courting syar'i or ta'aruf but it is often tandem. Yes there met through his guardian and if it feels suitable continue to the application stage and get married. Not ta'aruf but a sense of courtship. "
Bram did not answer. He was embarrassed to remember his relationship with Shela in the past until he chose to shut up.
"Zina is not just a physical mas. But the zina of the heart is also a danger. Examples like this are now the rise of Drakor. Imagine if all the wives imagine her husband like the cast of a Korean film. Most men talk a little but a lot of action. It's not kayaking in Drakor that's so romantic. Not to mention the handsome face of the Drakor actor earlier.
Mas shadow deh if again climbing together eh suddenly the wife shadowed the star Drakor was not to be reduced interest to climb with the husband because his imagination is the same opa-opa.
Then you can like something but don't overdo it."
Ayra moved a massage to the other calf.
Beyond the expectations of our partner's wild imagination so that makes the climbing process becomes bland. Also end up not interested. Do not climb to talk to friends as we want it is no longer appetizing.
May God keep us away from such a nature. Aamiin's."
"Hehehe.... You seem to be growing up faster than your age. Why do you love me so short a time. You haven't answered "
Bram parsed his hair with his fingers.
"There's a diction of gold, marrying the one we love is hope. It could be real. But to love the one who has married us is an obligation."
"What if I let you down. In the middle of the journey I can't love you? Aren't you disappointed?"
"We often wish on humans. Humans are a place that often gives disappointment.
God never disappointed his servant. I wouldn't expect you to love me. But I hope to God that He will grow your love in your heart for me. Because I love you because of my love for my Lord."
Bram stops Ayra's two hands busy massaging her calves. Because he didn't look at Bram when he spoke. He drew one hand of Ayra and grabbed her.
"So you can't fall in love before you get married?"
"If there is something admired by men who are already puberty then getting married is the solution. "
"And does religion allow women to propose to men first?"
"Khadija also proposed to Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam first and fell in love first only through the narration of one of his slaves named Maisarah. Khadijah sent Nafisah bint Ummayya who is still a relative of the Prophet to propose to His Majesty."
These two husbands look at each other. A sweet smile on Ayra's lips made Bram blow his breath violently.
"Mass my back Ay. It hurts once yesterday your massage is so gentle."
Ayra put on her smile.
"Aren't you gonna tease me again?"
"You want me to be seduced? or have you been addicted to the temptation of my death hehehe....."
Warm feeling crawled Ayra heart she was very happy her husband wanted to open up. There was a smile and laughter even though it still looked stiff from her husband.
Bram turned around and Ayra gently massaged her husband's body.
"His clothes are opened only so that more can find the point of reflection."
Bram heard the wife's soft voice and also the smell of the body he had just known after marriage with Ayra made him according to like a child he lifted his shirt up to the shoulders.
He felt Ayra's soft hands touching her back
Bram who glanced at his wife with a little turn moved forward to the end of the mattress.
"Sit down here. You're tired of having to stand up like that."
"You're not in mode anymore?"
"You think I'll give you the memories of the first time climbing together in a place like this? in this little bed? Are you the ones who can't wait to climb together."
The couple just laughed at each other. One happiness that must be passed enough need a struggle for Ayra. Until they spend their time in the position of Ayra sitting behind Bram and massaging her husband's back.
Bram closed his eyes enjoying Ayra's massage.
The dawn, the bed and the room bear witness to the prayer of the new person through marriage, telling stories and sharing experiences about life. With the same position on the small bed.
"Truly falling in love in a halal moment is beautiful. Thank you Abi, Umi. Ayra understands why we have been asked to take care of our hearts and ourselves. So that when married this heart will be quickly anchored to the lover in the married life."