IKHTIAR AKMAL LOVE
CYRA - ACMAL

Akmal who has entered the mosque on the campus where he teaches, he immediately berhudhu and perform dhuhur prayer.

On the other hand, Mirza's older sister is now home to pick up her father.

Rafiq's father had been waiting for Mirza to come home, because Mirza had told him that he would pick her up at home.

This is where Mirza, now, has just arrived in the spacious yard of her house.

Mirza just got out of the car to call Rafiq's dad.

It just so happened that Rafiq's father was in the living room reading his favorite newspaper, so when Rafiq's father heard Mirza call him, he just left the activity and went straight into the car with Mirza.

" Mirza, how old are you now?" asked Rafiq's father.

" This year is thirty-two Dad" Mirza replied as she continued to drive her car.

" It is very appropriate to get married, do you have no intention to get married in the near future Mirza?" asked Rafiq's father again.

" It's not Dad yet" Mirza replied as she shook her head.

" Your friends are all married, even their children have entered Junior High School, why don't you follow their example Mirza?" said Rafiq's father.

" Mirza doesn't feel ready Dad, because getting married doesn't just meet your inner needs, but material sola, it seems like Mirza is not ready to take on the task yet" Mirza replied.

" What are you less than?" asked Mirza's father.

" You're well established, work is there, have two boutiques, it's our Foundation will also be given to you and your sister Akmal" replied Rafiq's father.

" I don't know Dad, Mirza just feels not ready, especially no woman who has entered the criteria Mirza " replied Mirza.

" If you're just a match, what?" asked Rafiq's father.

" There are many children of his acquaintance Father whose daughter is beautiful and seems to be also sholehah" Rafiq's father said again.

" Let's see Dad, Mirza will think again" Mirza replied.

" It's up to you Mirza, don't think for long, because Dad and Mama are old, we also want to immediately draw a grandchild from the two of you" said Rafiq's father.

" Yes Father" answered Mirza.

Since then, Mirza has been thinking about offers from her father who wants to match her.

Because every chance, the father always asked him back about the matchmaking he would do.

Leaving Mirza and Rafiq's father, we turn to Akmal again.

Akmal who has finished performing the dhuhur prayer earlier, he who is reciting accidentally heard someone is sad.

Akmal's ears are slightly piqued, when someone calls someone.

" Cyra, you're Cyra right?" asked the person she called, and it turned out to be Cyra.

Cyra of course immediately turned his gaze from the Qur'an mushaf towards the one who called out to him.

While Akmal, just sharpen his ears, when the person called named Cyra, a smart student in his class.

" Oh, hi, you're Kalila right?" said Cyra.

" Yes, I'm Kalila, what are you doing?" asked Kalila.

" I am murojaah, so that my memorization will not be forgotten, while waiting for the ashar prayer to arrive" Cyra replied to Kalila.

" Waaah, you're a hafidzah ya Cyra, so great" said Kalila.

" Thank God, do not praise me, and I will be afraid of the takabur" Cyra replied in a soft voice.

Akmal who heard the conversation between Cyra and Kalila, suddenly he smiled to himself, and Akmal hid his smile by lowering his head.

" You are so humble, Cyra" said Kalila.

" Oh yeah, I'm the same Deena and Misha want to go to the front cafe, let's go with you no" Kalila told Cyra.

" No, thank you, I fast today" Cyra replied politely.

" Oh, I'm sorry I don't know, then I'm Cyra, they must have been waiting for me" said Kalila.

" Yes" Cyra replied to Kalila kindly.

Kalila also passed away from Cyra, and Cyra just continued with her neuroblast.

" He was diligent in fasting as well it turned out to be," Akmal said to Cyra.

" Why does it feel so calm to listen to him mengurojaah like that" Akmal said.

Akmal deliberately sharpened his ears, to listen to Cyra teachi, and did not feel the time ashar arrived.

Cyra immediately ended his murojaan with reading after he finished reading the Qur'an and after that, he immediately took ablution water to perform the worship of Ashar congregation.

Likewise with Akmal, who also directly took ablution water to perform ashar prayers in the same mosque as Cyra.

After the Ashar prayer, both Cyra and Akmal stepped out of the mosque to return home.

Akmal, who had no more teaching hours, decided to just go home, as well as Cyra, who had no more tuition hours, he decided to go home.

" Why did the sky suddenly become cloudy" Cyra said as she looked up at the sky.

" I forgot not to bring an umbrella anyway" Cyra said again.

" I'd better hurry up and wait at the stop before it rains" Cyra said.

Just now Cyra arrived at the bus stop, the rain was very heavy, and usually the stop will be full of students or students who will wait for the angkot, bus or taxi passing by, and usually the stop will be full of students or students who will wait for the public transportation, bus or taxi passing by, but somehow the tumben once there is only one Cyra.

Akmal, who had just come out of the parking lot of the campus, from far away, saw Cyra who was cold under the bus stop.

" That seems to be Cyra" Akmal said.

Akmal then stopped his car right in front of Cyra and it made Cyra a question mark himself, whose car stopped in front of him.

Akmal tries to open the window of his car to talk to Cyra, and when Cyra sees that it is his Lecturer's car, he becomes embarrassed himself.

" Cyra, which house are you in, huh,? let's take you home, it looks like the rain will stop for a long time" Akmal told Cyra.

" No Mr Akmal thank you, I just wait here until the rain subsides" Cyra replied politely declining.

" Come it's okay, later you can catch a cold, the rain is very heavy once Cyra," said Akmal again.

Cyra is between willing and unwilling, because Cyra feels uncomfortable being in a car with a man who is not his mahrom, moreover it is a handsome and favorite lecturer who is on his campus.

" Come on Cyra, don't daydream, you just sit in the back, if you're ashamed of Father" Akmal told Cyra.

Akmal, of course, understands that once a woman like Cyra, she would be happy to be in a car with a man she has no ties to.

Therefore Akmal told Cyra to sit in the back seat alone, and she temporarily became a driver for him.

" Alright, thank you Mr. Akmal" Cyra replied.

Cyra got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

After that, Akmal immediately ran his car through the rain that fell quite heavily at that time.

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