Istikharah Love Jibril Emerson

Chapter #72

Jibril brought Eliza shopping because until now Eliza's Muslim clothes were not much. They chose one of the boutiques that only provide shar'i clothes. Upon entering the boutique, Eliza immediately displayed an unusual look on her face.

"Why?" jibril asked who noticed the change in the look on his wife's face.

"You're sure I can wear that shirt? I think it will be complicated," grumbled Eliza who was actually responded with a smile by her husband.

"Try it, honey, don't imagine it" said Jibril. Eliza just nodded obediently, because she would say dozens of times she would not be comfortable with such a shirt, Jibril would not tolerate saying I accept you as you are or It's okay as long as you are comfortable.

It is true, Jibril can not let Eliza just feel comfortable in her appearance but the appearance is not good for her who is now a Muslimah.

Boutique staff greeted them kindly and asked them what kind of clothes they wanted.

"The long, big, but the material is cool, Ma'am. What is not hot, which is easy to wash is just as electrifying," said Eliza at length who made the employee laugh.

"We have a premium game with a material that is certainly cool, Kak," replied the employee, he also brought Jibril and Eliza to one side of the boutique that stores the game with premium quality.

Beyond a doubt, Eliza actually seemed to like the clothes attached to the menequin.

"The beauty is very beautiful, yes" said Eliza amazed.

"This new clothes come, sister, can be checked the material and can be tried as well," said the official while bringing a white robe plain but looks very graceful. In fact, Eliza felt in love with that shirt.

"Okay, I'll try it first. Where's the dressing room?" ask Eliza.

"Here." the clerk drove Eliza into the locker room.

"Lake in!" exclaim Eliza while pulling Jibril.

"Goddess, my wife is beautiful," praised Jibril who made the wife instantly blushing.

"Help," Eliza said as she turned around. Eliza thought maybe Jibril would tease her like in the movies she watched. However, Jibril just raise the zipper without doing anything to make Eliza can only shake her head.

"Where? Heat is not the material? Or feel complicated?" ask Jibril. Eliza turned in front of the mirror before answering her husband's question, noticing herself looking very different in this big, wide robe.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Jibril approached Eliza, he looked at her lovingly while tucking the child behind Eliza's ear because Eliza had opened her veil. Jibril remembered his dream long ago, it felt now as if he saw Eliza in that dream or in that dream he saw Eliza now. I don't know, for sure Jibril felt his life was so perfect after having Eliza as his wife.

"You're so beautiful, honey, I can't take my eyes off the others. You are like a natural phenomenon in my life that amazes me so much that I am at a loss for words. I can only say one thing for your beauty, Masyaallah."

Eliza's cheeks were hot to hear the words of Jibril that were so thrilling to her heart and soul, her legs felt limp and she felt like she was about to faint.

"Ak—" Eliza's speech came to a halt when suddenly someone opened the locker room door, quickly Jibril hugged Eliza in his chest because he did not know who opened the door whether female or male.

"Sorry, I don't know if there's anyone" said the man, who turns out to be a woman.

Eliza recognized the voice of the woman.

"Shalwa?"