The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
96 The Batman Bram Trap

The cold of the night did not make a pair of human children feel it, they were enjoying their first night he was on a king-size bed in a luxurious room that was magnificent. The first night of sleeping together, when they're happy.

Ayra who felt tired one day sweating to meet the head of the branch in South Sumatra Province felt extreme sleepiness.

A numbness in Bram's left arm makes the man who is diligent fitness and jogging was awakened from his sleep. When he opened both his eyes. Ayra was still asleep with her arm. He got rid of the black hair that covered a little of Ayra's face. He slipped behind the wife's ear.

The sound of the wife's breath was so regular. Bram looked at the clock next to the bed. Hit shows three in the morning. He enjoyed his beautiful face again. There was calmness on the wife's face as she fell asleep.Ayra's regular breathing and breathing made Bram unable to wake her.

"Ah. I promise to make you the first and last of my life. What kind of love is this Ay."

"Ayra Darling.... Get up Ay."

Bram took Ayra's hair. Ayra's long hair was rubbed on Ayra's nose. Ayra moved her head many times each time Bram rubbed the tip of Ayra's hair on his wife's nose.

Slowly Ayra opened her eyes. She saw her husband chuckling with his face.

"Hehehe.... "

"Mas.... "

Ayra's raucous voice made Bram's face blush.

"Aye. Your voice is so sexy."

Ayra closed her eyes again. He closed his arms. It was as if he was sheltering from the cold of the night. Bram stroked his wife's back gently.

"Wake up. He said he wanted to pray?"

Ayra answered without opening her eyes but she rubbed her husband's back gently.

"Mas. Didn't you sleep?"

"New mom wakes up. Ay."

Ayra got up and sat down on the edge of the bed. He sat in front of the mirror, combing his hair. Bram quickly poured cold and warm water from Tumbler on the bed into a clear glass. He handed it to his wife. Ayra enjoyed the warm water of those nails.

One sentence from Ayra managed to make Bram quickly pull both cheeks of Ayra.

"Mas, that's how detailed are you asking Umi?"

Ayra was touched to even drink warm water nails when she woke up Bram now knows .

"Yes. I'm sorry I didn't dare to meet your parents Ay. Mas asked Rafi to meet your Umi."

"Mas, can we go to the cottage later this afternoon? Ayra miss Umi. Ayra also wants to meet Abi."

Her husband saw from Ayra's face there was a longing that was so deep for both parents. Bram felt he needed to get to know his parents-in-law and introduce himself as a son-in-law.

"alright. Then we're going from there to the airport yeah."

"Thank you, sir."

"Together my dear wife."

They finally continued with the lail prayer. Ayra, who is still focused on reading the Qur'an, Bram enjoys the voice of his wife. When the time of the dawn has come in. They continued the Shahuh prayer.

Ayra was amazed because her husband was willing to learn and able to learn in a relatively short time. Although not perfect.

When she finished praying Shahuh Ayra who intended to go to the kitchen was prevented by her husband.

"I told you we'd be going out before we climb."

"But I want to make breakfast for mas."

"Later on."

Bram quickly carried his little body back to the bed. Bram enjoys the fragrance of Ayra's hair. Bram enjoyed his wife's beautiful face by resting on one hand. He tilted his body with one hand supporting his head until he faced his wife.

Ayra who was in the supine position quickly tilted her body. His heart is still so warm. He still feels the thump of love that is so in the cavities of his heart.

"Ay, how do I read Al Fatihah. Is it right?"

Ayra only listened to her tasydid her husband who was not fit.

"In the book of Safinatunnaja explained there are 14 places tasydid that must be considered in reading al-Fatihah Mas."

"Owh Ay's. My heart melts every time you say your mas words spoiled."

Ayra smacked her husband's chest.

"Hehehe.... Gom-bal."

"What's wrong with my wife."

"Mas is good reading only tasydidnya not fit."

"Where's honey?"

"Again.... "

"Honey.... "

"Again.... "

"Iaaaang."

"Hehehe.... "

"From now on I'll call you dear."

"Not in front of anyone else."

Answer Ayra spoiled.

"Why?"

"Ayra ashamed of it."

"Now quickly tell me what a tasydid is and where it doesn't fit."

"All right, my dear."

"Owh Ay's.... My chest is so tight. Any more.... "

"My dear.... "

"Once again."

"My honey's.... "

"Ah.... Your love arrows are stuck so perfectly, dear."

"You're a tombal and a bucin of mass-carrying rate."

"You poisoned me, dear Ayra."

Finally Ayra explained to her husband about 14 tasydids in Al Fatihah, namely on Tasydid letter Lam in the Bismillah pronunciation. Tasydid letter Ro on the Arrohmaan Tasydid pronunciation of the letter Ro on the Arrohiim Tasydid pronunciation Lam on the pronunciation of Alhamdu lillaahi.

Tasydid letter Ba on Robbil pronunciation ‘Aalamiin. Tasydid the letter Ro on the Arrohmaani pronunciation. Tasydid the letter Ro on the Arrohiimi pronunciation.

Tasydid letter Dal on the pronunciation Maaliki yaumiddiin

Tasydid letter Yes on Iyyaaka na’budu pronunciation.

Tasydid letter Yes on Iyyaka nasta’iin pronunciation.

Tasydid Shod on Ihdinash shirotool mustaqiim.

Tasydid Dhad and Lam on the sentence An’amta ‘alaihim ghoiril magdhuubi ‘alaihim waladh dhoolliin.

(Source: Fiqh Practical Worship and Easy Translation and explanation by KH. Ust Yahya Wahid Dahlan Al Mutamakkin)

The curious Bram asked his wife.

"What is Tasydid Ay? Why should you pay attention to Ayra's dear tasydid?"

"Tasydid is a punctuation sign that occurs due to the meeting (repeating) of a hijaiyah letter. How to read the letter pressed or read doble mas. Later mas can also learn from the beginning of the Hijaiyah letters can ask for advice kang Furqon. Or it could be Kang Furqon directly.

Second, Al-Fatihah is one of the letters that must be read during prayer. Of course, it is true that our reading of al-Fatihah can affect the lawfulness and illegitimacy of the prayers we do my dear.

Misreading a tasydid can change a very distant meaning."

Ayra carved the sign of Love on her husband's chest.

"Dear Ayra, don't you carve my heart tonight. You want to test your husband or you want to torture your husband huh?"

"Hehehe.... His chest is hard. Ayra likes to be a little soft to get more restful to sleep in the arms of the mas."

Ayra said that because she could hear from earlier the stomach voice coming from the husband. The habit of her husband who only ate rice once a day and it was not regular makes her stomach problematic. Until the wife finds a way to make her husband want to eat rice with pleasure.

"Well, I'll put fat on my chest. Mas will eat rice and fatty ones every day as long as you cook."

"Thank you, sir."

"You're really weird, Ay. When so many women want perfection in their partners you don't even want my chests."

"Honey, try to repeat the part of Ihdhinash shirathal Mustaqim."

"Pas Ihdhinash shirathal her do not be too grimacing or grimacing mas. But like this Ihdhinash-."

Ayra slightly advanced her tiny lips but did not budge too much. Until the tiny lips are slightly open and sound that comes out of the tip of the tongue and pat the tip of the two lower incisors when arriving at the letter shod.

"Cups"

"Sweet Ay."

Bram narrowed his eyes and laughed cackling as his wife's face was red as a tomato.

"Truly the most enjoyable worship is Married apparently. Is this what it feels like to be dating a halal partner and in a halal relationship? Enjoyment and value of worship."

"So I just got caught in Batman's trap?"

Ayra squinted her eyes. She who was embarrassed because she felt bullied by her husband, Ayra tickled her husband's waist until Bram cried out for forgiveness.

"Owh.... Ayra.... Stop.... Stop pleaseee. I am tickled dear... Hehe...."

That morning their laughter was heard by two pairs of ears behind the door that had put their ears behind the door. They smiled happily because from the middle of the night they did not hear any sound. The sound damper has been deactivated. But this morning the sound of laughter Bram and Ayra together able to make the two pairs of ears traveling with his mind.

Moreover, the laughter of the eldest son of Mr. Erlangga was very unheard of.