IKHTIAR AKMAL LOVE
CYRA

Mirza Zimraan Attar Khaliq, which means good boy, pure, holy, clean, creative and highly respected.

Just like the name of the gift from the Father, if Rafiq's father wants Mirza to be more respected by everyone when he grows up, which will make him and his wife proud of him.

Yaps, it seems the prayer of the father was granted, because of his good attitude, gentle and creative, and, Mirza from childhood has often won many races and can also make everyone feel reluctant to him until the age of now has stepped thirty-two years.

Thank God, what Mirza got, did not make his attitude become takabur and like to demean others.

Since graduating from college in Cairo Egypt, Mirza immediately actively participated in developing the Foundation owned by his family to be better.

And Mirza was also immediately appointed by the father to be the principal at Junior High School in the Foundation.

Rafiq's father believes that Mirza, his eldest son, is able to develop the school to be more advanced than before.

Evidenced by the number of champions achieved by Junior High where Mirza became the principal.

In addition to being the principal, Mirza is also a teacher at Junior High School and also the High School belongs to his family.

Having a building that is one scope and close to each other does not make Mirza difficult if the change of subject hours.

He just had to walk and leave his car at one of the schools.

If the younger sister Akmal a lot of students who coveted her, as well as the older sister who many female teachers who want Mirza to be her future husband.

" Morning Mr. Mirza," said the greeting of all the disciples who had been with him.

" Morning is also ," replied the kindly Mirza with a smile.

" Ashalamu'alaikum Mr. Mirza" said another greeting from his disciples.

" Wa'alaikumussalam" answered Mirza.

So continues what Mirza did when she was in the school environment.

Seeing the handsome headmaster nan Sholeh has come, the female teachers who are still single, directly on tidying up their appearance, so that the young headmaster, want to glance at him.

" Yeah, Mr. Mirza is gone, huft!!," a slow grumble from one of the female teachers.

Because Mirza chose to immediately step foot into her own study.

Mirza went to work, and she read all the reports on her desk, after which she prepared some of the subjects she would teach her students.

Mirza did not demand that her students be smart, but she demanded that all of her students understand, because by understanding, they would all be able to continue to remember her into adulthood.

And Mirza also hopes, so that all his students can practice the knowledge they have to others.

Mirza herself has been a teacher for a long time, even though the salary is not much, but she still pursue it with sincerity and sincerity.

Mirza himself has also been PNS just like Akmal, and the income earned by Mirza and Akmal is not only from teaching, but from the side business they live so far.

Although Mirza is a man, but he is not shy to jump into the world of fashion business. Mirza has two boutiques that sell special Muslim clothes for men and one specifically for women.

While Akmal himself he has a spare parts store or motorcycle parts and also the most complete car in his city.

Mirza and Akmal are not the type of men who like to sit on their hands, even though they are born from a rich family, but they do all their own business from scratch without interference from the father.

Leaving Mirza, we turn to Akmal again.

After teaching the class, Akmal immediately moved on to the next class.

When Akmal was walking, someone suddenly called him, and Akmal stopped his footsteps and turned to see who had called him.

" Oh, Mr Rajendra, what did you call me?" Akmal asked Rajendra.

" Akmal sir, will he teach another class?" asked Rajendra to Akmal.

Rajendra is also one of the Lecturers in the campus, and he is the same age as Mirza.

" Yes, what is it Mr Rajendra?" asked Akmal.

" Oh, I just want to convey a message from Mr. Rector, if there will be a new student in the father's class, his name is Cyra, he is a transfer student from out of town, he said, and Cyra is the nephew of Mr. Rector" Rajendra replied to Akmal.

" Okay, thanks for the information sir, then excuse me, it's too late" Akmal said with a friendly smile.

" Don't be fierce with him, later I pray you fall in love, you know" joked Rajendra to Akmal.

" Rajendra sir could have been" Akmal replied with a smile.

Akmal then continued his footsteps to enter the next class.

Just as usual, Akmal said his greetings first when he was about to enter the classroom, and the greetings were answered in unison from his students.

Just now that Akmal wanted to start his class, suddenly someone knocked on the classroom door and Akmal just told him to come in.

The handle of the door had turned, then entered a veiled student and only his eyes were shady.

All eyes looked at the student, whose clothes looked really shady.

" Excuse me, I'm sorry I was late, I was from the Rector's room first" the student told Akmal.

" Are you the new student?" asked Akmal.

" Right sir" replied the student.

" Then introduce yourself to all of them" Akmal said.

" Good sir" replied the student again.

The student then began to introduce himself in front of the class to his new friends.

Akmal, meanwhile, chose to sit in his chair while listening and paying attention to the new student who was talking.

" Assalamu'alaikum all ," said the student.

" Wa'alaikumussalam," answered simultaneously from everyone.

" Hey Cyra, your voice is so sweet, as bright as my voice if I say the word kabul in your name, " a joke from one of the students told Crya.

Behind the niqab he wore, Cyra smiled at the chatter of his new friend, as well as Akmal who smiled while shaking his head, looking at the behavior of his students.

" Remember Paijo, there will be an angry you know," replied one of the students who always called Paijo, whereas his real name was Ali.

" Already, you guys why quarrel, shame with Cyra," Akmal said to the two students.

" Akmal sir, please don't" said student Fadli.

" Would you ask what is Fadli?" asked Akmal.

" Please dong Pak stand next to Cyra for a moment" replied Fadli.

Akmal complied, and he stood not far beside Cyra.

" Ahem-ehem, tests," said Fadli as he stood up.

All eyes were on Fadli, as they were already very curious what Fadli wanted to say to Akmal.

" Si Ali was eating a tucked up sambal

Eat rice on the side of the day

Mr. Akmal and Cyra are very compatible

It broke my heart so many times ,"

Walah, the Fadli was joking to Akmal using a pantun.

And Pantun from Fadli succeeded in making the class into a scene with laughter for Fadli.

" Thank you, if you ask for his signature, later, because Mr. Akmal is currently glaring at me" said Fadli again while kissing deeply to everyone.

In fact, Akmal did not glare, even he was laughing amusedly at the behavior of his student named Fadli, who could always make the classroom atmosphere become colored.

Akmal also took a quick glance at Cyra, and he knew very well that Cyra was also laughing and comforted by Fadli's joke.

" Please sit down Cyra, don't listen to him, maybe Fadli hasn't taken his medicine yet" Akmal told Cyra.

" Yes Mr. Akmal" Cyra replied with a smile and lowered his head.

" Please sit down, find an empty place, because I'll start the lesson" Akmal said.

" Good sir," Cyra replied still with a bow.

Cyra just chose an empty seat, and Cyra was immediately invited to meet some students who sat close to him.

Cyra was the first child of Abi Rashid Ilyas and Umma Nada, and Crya also had a younger brother named Saqif Gibran Rashid who was only eight years old.

Cyra with her sister aged about ten years, and currently Cyra herself is already eighteen years old, just graduated High School.

The Cyra family is very devout with religion, which is why Cyra wore the niqab at a young age, because since childhood the niqab was Cyra's best friend.

Having shady eyes, clean skin and a soft voice, everyone can guess, if the face behind the niqab is very beautiful.

Because it is Cyra's beauty that makes Umma Nada and Abi Rasyid oblige Cyra to wear the niqab.

Crya is also a smart child, besides she likes to spend her time reading Islamic novels, Cyra also sometimes often murojaah so that her memorization does not forget.

Although Cyra had just entered the classroom, but Cyra already understood what Akmal was saying in front of the class.

" Is anyone here able to mention just one of the arguments about the order of prayer in the Qur'an?" asked Akmal to all students or students.

" Yesterday you explained it to all of you, you know, none of you have memorized time" Akmal said again.

But suddenly Akmal's gaze was diverted to Cyra who raised his hand first among the others.

" Yes Cyra" said Akmal.

" In the letter of Al-Isra verse 78 which means: "Stand prayers from after the sun slips until dark at night and (also establish prayers) dawn. Verily the morning prayer was witnessed (by angels)" Cyra answered Akmal.

" And there is another in the letter of An-Nisa verse 103, the letter of Hud verse 114, the letter of Ar-rum verses 17-18, the letter of Al-Baqarah the father of 43, 45 and 110, the letter of Ar-rum verse 17-18, the letter of Az Zariyat verse 56, the letter of Al Bayyinah verse 5, and the last letter of Al Hajj verse 78," answered Cyra very completely.

" Wao," Akmal replied as he applauded Cyra.

The applause Akmal did invited the others so clapped too.

Not only Akmal was amazed, but everyone in the classroom.

" You're so smart that Cyra can memorize everything" Akmal said sincerely.

Hearing and seeing for yourself, if Cyra is a smart student, there is a value in Akmal's heart to Cyra, but it is not love.

" That's the brain of what google computers are," Fadli said to Cyra.

Cyra who got praise from everyone, she just smiled shyly while bowing her head and beristighfar, afraid that if she was dainty.

" Look at Cyra, just came in... ," Akmal said on the sidelines by Fadli again.

" Don't want to go outside-to the outside Mr. Akmal, he's comfortable inside '" Fadli told Akmal.

" Only when talking is closed marker ", replied Akmal.

Everyone just laughed again with a frenzy of hearing Fadli's joke to Akmal.

That's how Akmal is, relaxed in teaching, and he can be a friend to his students.

Not feeling the teaching hours were finished, Akmal immediately disbanded his class, because he wanted to immediately perform the dhuhur prayer a little late.

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