IKHTIAR AKMAL LOVE
OH, ACMAL

In the car, there is a clumsiness between Cyra and Akmal.

They were confused about what to say, and all Cyra could do was pray, to be kept away from the temptations of the devil, because he was alone in the car with the handsome Lecturer.

Akmal who heard Cyra like a buzz, but not too clear his voice, he tried to invite Cyra to chat.

" Are you talking about Cyra?" asked Akmal.

" No sir, I just recite and pray, hopefully kept away from the whispers of the devil, because we are in the car just alone" answered Cyra honestly.

" I'm sorry sir, I don't mean .. ," said Cyra immediately interrupted, when interrupted by Akmal.

" Yes Cyra, you understand, and you are not angry, instead you feel happy to know what you are reading" Akmal replied as he glanced at Cyra from the middle spy.

When Akmal saw Cyra from the rearview mirror, he could unintentionally look at each other with Cyra staring at him.

As a result, Cyra immediately turned her face and then said Istighfar in a soft voice.

Akmal who saw Cyra's attitude, he just immediately smiled to himself.

" Oh yes Cyra, where is your home?" asked Akmal.

Cyra then mentioned his home address to Akmal.

" Well, one way turns out, even a little further from your house" Akmal said.

Cyra just nodded in response to Akmal, and Akmal getting to know Cyra more and more, he felt that Cyra was different from the women who approached him.

Although Cyra was only eighteen years old, he was not seen if he was very young.

In addition to the niqob factor that does not show his face, Cyra's height is also ideal for a woman's size.

There have been many people who mistakenly think, if Cyra is a mature woman, even though the age of twenty years just does not exist.

There was no conversation between Akmal and Cyra in the car.

To reduce her awkwardness, Cyra took out a small Qur'an mushaf from inside her bag for her murojaah again from inside the heart.

Akmal who saw it, he let it go, and without Akmal knowing it he always stole a glance towards Cyra who was looking down to read the Qur'an.

Without Akmal realizing it again, if his heart feels comfortable seeing Cyra reading the Qur'an as it is today, and also happy to be close as it is now with Cyra.

Not long after, the car Akmal was driving arrived at a house that looked luxurious from the front, and it was the home of Rashid's father, Cyra's biological father.

" Is this your home Cyra?" asked Akmal.

" Yes sir, do you want to stop by first as a sign of my gratitude? ," asked and replied from Cyra.

" No need Cyra, thank you, already want maghrib, Assalamu'alaikum," replied Akmal.

" Thank you Mr. Akmal, wa'alaikumussalam" replied Cyra.

Akmal immediately drove his car to leave the housing complex, heading to Rafiq's father's house.

Arriving at Rafiq's father's house, Akmal just went out of his car to get into the house.

When Akmal was about to pick up his laptop and briefcase in the back seat, he accidentally noticed something a little shiny.

And when it was taken by Akmal, it turned out to be a small bagbih, which Akmal thought belonged to Cyra.

" Baggot,? it must belong to Cyra" Akmal said with a smile of his own.

Akmal then put the prayer beads into his shirt bag, and after that he passed into the house to coincide with the Maghrib adhan who roared.

Likewise with Cyra who had just entered the house, he was immediately asked by the Abi and Ummanya.

" What are you going home riding, Cyra,? your car is still in the workshop" Abi Rashid asked Cyra.

" In between by Lecturer Cyra, Abi ," Cyra replied to Abi Rashid.

" It means how son, you can be delivered by your Lecturer? ," asked Umma Nada.

" So when Cyra was raining at the bus stop, Lecturer Cyra felt sorry and he offered to take Cyra home Umma, nothing more than that" Cyra replied.

" It's good that your lecturer, has been there in Nak, change clothes, because time already wants maghrib," Umma Nada told Cyra.

Umm Nada and Abi Rashid just nodded, after either Cyra or his parents, directly into their respective rooms to get ready to perform the Maghrib prayer.

Cyra, who had finished Maghrib prayers, wanted to learn, and when Cyra did not see the little prayer beads she used to carry when she left, she became confused herself.

All the contents of his bag he took out all to look for the prayer beads.

" Where is my tasbih, then,? or just don't-don't get left in Mr. Akmal's car, well how is this" Cyra said with a sigh.

" Let it be, I'll buy it again" Cyra said.

Cyra for a moment forgot her beloved prayer beads, to learn the eyes of her lecture tomorrow.

While Akmal who also finished praying maghrib and teaching, he took Cyra's prayer beads and tried to recite using the prayer beads.

Just a few readings, Akmal suddenly stopped and immediately opened his eyes, because when he closed his eyes earlier, there was Cyra's face that crossed his mind.

" Athaghfirullah what happened to me" said Akmal in his own astonishment.

Not wanting to take a headache, Akmal then put the prayer beads back and he chose to do his work on the material tomorrow that he would discuss in front of the class.

The next day, Akmal has a schedule to teach at Cyra's class around eight in the morning until ten.

As usual, the greeting was a greeting Akmal said in front of the class, and by the time he reached his desk, Akmal suddenly called out to Cyra.

" Yes, sir" answered Cyra.

" Here a minute" said Akmal.

Cyra just walked forward to get closer to Akmal.

" This is your prayer beads, yesterday left in my car" Akmal said, handing over a beautiful prayer beads.

" Cie-cie, ahem, this jealous Fadli sir, the more heartache it is to see you two" said Fadli.

There are some students who laugh at Fadli for Akmal and Cyra.

However, among them there were some students who saw the scene, they immediately felt astonished, because Cyra's prayer beads why they could be in their favorite Lecturer's car.

Whereas before, during Akmal taught, there were no students or students who were delivered home by him.

Akmal who was teased by Fadli, he just immediately smiled while shaking his head, whereas Cyra, he felt ashamed of himself.

" Thank you, sir" said Cyra, looking down.

" It's the same" Akmal replied.

After that, Akmal resumed his subjects to discuss yesterday's material.

After teaching, Akmal has a teaching schedule again later around two noon to four in the afternoon.

And Cyra himself also has another course, later at one noon to three in the afternoon.

Still the same as yesterday, when Akmal passed through the mosque, he accidentally saw someone like Cyra who had just entered the mosque.

Somehow, related to Cyra, like there is a magnet that makes Akmal become interested and want to know more.

Akmal's feet, who initially wanted to head to the front cafe, turned to the mosque to see Cyra.

Akmal pretended to take the water and entered the mosque to see what Cyra was doing, and it turned out that Cyra was performing the dhuha prayer alone.

Akmal who is also used to perform dhuha prayers, he so participated in performing dhuha prayers, when he saw Cyra praying.

After the prayer, Akmal tried to recite, and again he heard and saw Cyra himself mengurojaah alone in the corner of the mosque.

" I'm going crazy, and I'm just like a stalker if I keep going like this,!! what demon is possessing me,? he would definitely be even more happy if I were to fall for his teasing" Akmal said in his heart.

Akmal then beristighfar as much as possible, after which he passed away from the mosque to the Cafe which is not far from the front of the campus where he taught, and tried to ignore Cyra again.

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