Love Girl Cold

changed...

It has been a few days since his return from the hospital as well as the return of his parents due to the work of the father who is a government employee who can not stay too long, he said, also his in-laws and brother-in-law because he also convinced himself to them that he was okay, nayra did not go out of the room at all.

Bi surti patiently always deliver her room food as well as make sure her good self is fine.

Kris and flowers who also live in his house because of the request of parents who see their closeness also have received approval from the nayra of course, now hope to be able to entertain him a little.

" nay..get out, someone wants to meet you.." the sound of chrysanthemums knocking on the door of nayra and yandi's private room.

" wait for the chrysanthemum." - Nayra's answer came softly from the room. Then it seemed that Kris left the room and went down the stairs to meet some people who had been present there.

In the room, the nayra closes the qur'an she read after kissing her first. Then rise from his seat on the sajada and fold it.

He walked towards the nightstand by his bedside, returned the book he held in place with reverence and then he appeared to enter the walk incloset.

There he stood in his closet open clothes, staring one by one his clothes were hanging also neatly arranged

" the color is good.it is smart that you choose the color yan.." whispered nayra to the husband at that time.

" of course.you like it....?! " answered yandi as he hugged her from behind.

Nayra's memory wanders into the time when her husband bought her that shar' i outfit and filled her wardrobe with his own choice. His eyes wink slowly.

His eyes stopped again at the number of hangers of his shari'a clothes that were black. The last clothes to buy yandi in australia. Somehow the husband can get the clothes on a continent that is not majority Muslim population.

" you want me to wear it now..?! " tanya spoiled nayra to yandi, back nayra recalled her conversation with the husband one month ago.

" wear it when you're ready." replied yandi by sticking his chin on the wife's shoulder while clutching the nayra's stomach with both hands.

" bismillah.." sizzled slowly.

Then he began to remove the face he was wearing, wearing underwear other than *********** before his clothes or also called marriage which he always wore, too, but if he usually wears a colored nikkah this time he wears a black one.

Nikkah itself is recommended to wear a Muslim woman after wearing the interior and before wearing her outer clothes. It was solely ordered by the rosulullah to protect a Muslim woman from showing her curves on the non-muhrimnya. Then took his black scarf robe, put on a little makeup next he took the black veil and put it on.

For a moment he looked at himself from the reflection of the glass before him.

" i carry out your wishes dear, may you be pleased with me today ..and I have His pleasure, amen.." he said softly and read the prayer and rubbed his palms on his face.

Nayra was seen coming down the stairs with her new look. And that was enough to make the attention that was there go to him with a surprised expression.

Nayra is known among business friends and yandi employees as a Muslim woman figure who always covers her body with clothing syar'i clothing so as to make anyone who knows her become shy and reluctant to him. Even long before the nayra married the yandi, the yandi employees had been disinclined by her.

Not only was his clothes completely covered to the toe that made everyone who knew him disinclined, but also his language and behavior really made anyone disinclined him.

Especially now, really this new appearance makes everyone present really reluctant and embarrassed and unpleasant just to linger long looking at him. They immediately lowered their gaze when the woman dressed in black full with her veil had reached among them.

" nay you....?! " a whisper of flowers in after he gets below

" hmm.." answered nayra quietly.

" thank you for attending.sorry is troublesome.." nayra said.