Waiting For Ring On Sweet Finger
Skirt Tunic Suit

Safia went down to the fourth floor. Worked as usual. He will be allowed to go home sooner because he feels less well. Given the new manager has arrived, of course Safia must be permission on Akhmar.

Safia's wish was granted. The woman came home at about two in the afternoon. Before returning home, Safia took the time to go to a shopping mall. Her heart was moved to look at the robe or long suit also hijab. His strong determination is pushing for it.

Long story short Safia has been in a special shop for Muslim women. There are so many gamis and tunic suits that either wear pants or skirts from various models and brands. Not even a plain and patterned hijab with a variety of colors. Attract the hearts of women.

"Welcome, Ma'am." A female servant greeted him. Young women who wear black hijab cover the chest complete with black robe also with lace accents on the wrist. So sweet. "Can I help you, ma'am?"

Safia hesitated, but tried to calm down. Looking around, the store is quite crowded with some customers who are indeed Muslim women. "Eh." Safia gulped, a little embarrassed. "I'd like to buy a hijab, too."

The female servant smiled sweetly, welcoming happily. "Please take a look at our collection first, Ma'am. Maybe there's something he likes. Come, I'll accompany."

Safia according. With a tail behind, he continued to closely observe each of the women's special clothes. All the models are nice and attractive, even very elegant. The color also varies with prices that certainly vary as well.

"Would he want a robe or tunic suit?" The waiter asked again.

Safia worry. Usually only wear tight jeans or short skirts with long shirts, short, or ordinary dres. Never wear a dresser.

"If the mother is not used to wearing a robe, you can wear a tunic suit first" said the maid.

They were standing in front of a statue wearing a tunic suit of light brown skirts combined with a red pasmina hijab. "This is Azela's most best-seller skirt tunic suit in our shop. There's also a skirt suit or some pants." The female servant explained well so that Safia could understand.

Safia looked at the statue. It's pretty.

"If you want, try it first. I will show you another color variant. I can also help you find all the colors of the hijab." The maid smiled sweetly. A good intention to help its customers.

Safia thought for a moment, then said, "May, Ma'am. I'm not very good at choosing clothes." Safia replied with a small smile again.

"good. Come on, come with me."

Both are going to the right. There the maid showed some of the colors of the tunic that had been shown. Safia decided to try the color black as well as light brown. Of course also try the hijab that has been paired by the female servant.

During the change of clothes, Safia's hands shook violently. It feels different, the heartbeat works faster than usual. He was nervous, but also curious about how he looked. "Bismillah." Safia sure.

Safia out. The maid was amazed and said, "God, Ma'am, she is beautiful." Safia's face looks more shady than usual. In fact, the woman was very much different from the first time she came. "Sir, you can look in the mirror and see for yourself the results."

Safia's legs move forward, moving the body forward. In front of the mirror and staring at the reflection there. Safia was stunned, this was not her. Clearly very different.

Safia was speechless. The curves of her body were covered well, then the black hair was covered with a hijab that reached to the chest. So sweet.

"As Muslim women, we are required to close the aurat completely. I am very happy to be able to help you in choosing this sweet dress. Hopefully Mbak is happy to wear it too" said the employee.

Safia still could not say anything. The reflection of the mirror was really himself, not someone else. However, in a different way. Clothing that is sometimes worn on the big day of his religion only.

"If you feel like you want to change for the better, it's God's guidance. Don't hesitate, I was a person far away from this. I am a woman who often goes to nightlife and changes partners every night, but God rebukes me through illness. I realized I was repenting and improving myself. What I did at that time, from changing my appearance, also learned a lot. I'm sure every one of us on this earth has it wrong, but God's forgiveness is broad" she said.

Since the beginning of seeing Safia coming here, the waiter seemed to have a premonition of its own. Choose to accompany well in order to make Safia comfortable.

"Bismillah, Ma'am," said the servant again.

Safia was just about to open her mouth when a young woman with a light blue robe as well as a black headscarf approached them.

"Sorry, Miss Amalia, it's time to meet the client" the woman said.

"Attent, yeah. I'm serving a special customer." The maid was apparently the owner of the boutique.

Safia jerks. Turn around and stare fixedly at the black-thorched woman.

"I'm sorry if I get too involved. I hope you can make your choice wisely. I live first. Assalamualaikum," said the female owner while throwing a smile and leaving Safia with the newly arrived woman.

Once again Safia's heart was touched. His loving advice was heard again and was able to draw his soul to further solidify his resolve.

"That's our owner, he's a very nice guy. If there are customers who come and think they are special, they will always be well served. Accompany customers until they make a choice. Many people were helped by his advice. And, even sweeter, he never claimed to be the owner" said the woman in front of Safia.

Safia amazed. The young woman's back is still in the eye view, although it's not very clear now. His heart-touching advice can be the most beautiful memory.

Safia noticed his appearance again, indeed looking sweet like this. He also felt safe and free. "Mbak, I want this one to be the same some hijab as well. Can it be helped?" Safia will take money from savings to buy new clothes. Change his appearance while improving himself to a better path.

"God willing, you can, Ma'am." The young woman was enthusiastic.

In the end Safia bought four pieces of clothing and four headscarves as well. The decision is round. Tomorrow we will try to do better.

After paying, Safia immediately left the store using a brown Azela skirt tunic suit. So sweet.