Loving You Through Do'A
3. A Flavor

Classes are in a month. All students of As sobirin in addition to paying off spp money and semester money, they also have to deposit al-Quran memorandum that has been determined every semester. Even though the students have paid off in administrative payments but have not yet paid off, still they cannot follow the semester.

All the disciples were very busy that morning, they opened their own Quran to memorize it. Bela asked Zahra to test it. Religious Lessons were asked to bu Fauziah to have them deposit a letter. In the class Zahra only heard the sound of students memorizing the Quran.

After the break, Fauziah was waiting for those who had not yet paid off in the XI Accounting class. Zahra is among those who have not been terrorized because it has helped Bela memorize it.

"To the canteen yuk!" Take Bela to Zahra.

"Yuk."

They also headed to the canteen. Zahra and Bela were stunned when they reached the cafeteria, because that day the canteen was completely deserted. Only a few students who eat there, it turns out that other students choose not to go to the cafeteria rather than not having to attend the semester of class. As sobirin students are educated to be responsible and not underestimate things like that.

Bela wondered why Zahra was so relaxed eating her food, even though she had not yet deposited her shipment to Bu Fauziah.

"Aren't you thinking of Zahra?" Ask Bela.

"What thoughts?" Zahra asked back.

"Same letter deposit bu Fauziah." Answer Bela.

"No, hopefully I can." Her speech.

"Aamiinu. But, you're memorized in the XI class of accounting."

"What's in there?"

"That's Akbar's class, you don't know."

Zahra stopped eating because she was full. And take Bela to class.

The doorbell has been heard, even the class president has told his friends for those who have not yet paid for the letter awaited by Bu Fauziah in class XI Accounting.

"Zahra it's your turn." Said one of Zahra's classmates.

Zahra stood up from her seat then walked towards the Accounting XI class.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

"Look Zahra." Tell Fauziah's mom to Zahra.

Hearing Zahra's name being called, Akbar immediately looked at the girl. His gaze was not going anywhere, he was downcast until he sat in front of Fauziah ma'am.

Akbar smiled knowing that Zahra would be in his class, because he did not have to bother asking Zahra to let out his voice to read the Koran.

The atmosphere became silent, they all fell silent from their speech when they heard Zahra start chanting the holy verses of the Quran. Zahra is not just a poultice, but he also pays attention to the tajwid and its short length. One class is amazed by Zahra, the beautiful voice that he has is able to hypnotize anyone who hears it.

All the students of Accounting XI class looked at each other after Zahra had finished her shipment. Bu Fauziah told Zahra to go back to class.

"Cock so quiet?"

Fauziah's question made his students aware, they resumed their conversation. But who would have thought that Akbar so admired the beautiful voice of Zahra, his meeting in the mosque was able to make himself smile.

One day they will only pay for the semester, even the principal does specialize that will be a Religious lesson for the whole class without exception. And it happened a whole week.

Suddenly it rained heavily, Zahra came out of class looking at the rainwater, because she had finished her nap so she could relax for a moment. Without him realizing that Akbar was also looking at him from across the classroom which was blocked by rain.

"Zahrah!" Call bu Fauziah.

"Yes ma'am." Zahra walked straight to him.

"Please listen to XI Accounting student's speech yes, I have to go to XII Marketing class. This is absent, who has been memorized, you write what surah and how many verses." Fauziah bu.

"Taa...But ma'am."

"You don't have to be nervous, they're your friends. I'll let them know they're sending a shipment to you."

"Emmm... Good mom."

Zahra followed what Fauziah said. Then he sat in the teacher's chair reading the names of the students of the XI Accounting class. Fortunately Zahra's upperclassman was so good to her, not seniority at her school even though she was a freshman.

"Zahra, I want to put the poultice on." Said one of the students sitting in front of Zahra.

"Yes, please."

Then Zahra listened to the surah chant that was being read by her upperclassman.

"Have you finished, brother?" Ask Zahra.

"As soon as yes, tomorrow again, hehehe." The answer.

"Yes. Surah An-nisa verses 1-50 yes." Zahra.

"You hafidzah qur'an huh?"

"Emmm... Aye." Yeah." Answer Zahra timidly.

"God, I wish I could be like you."

"Aamiin's."

"Anybody else want to deposit?" Ask Zahra while looking at the wall clock, because soon will enter the prayer dzuhur.

"There's."

Akbar stood up from his seat and walked towards Zahra and sat down before him. As Akbar started chanting his words, both Akbar and Zahra lowered their heads. Zahra did not want to dissolve her gaze on the man she had just known by name. Likewise with Akbar, he did not want to look at the beautiful face of Zahra, he was afraid of lust in him out so as to eliminate the holy verses of the Quran that he had memorized.

Akbar's classmates looked at each other watching the attitude of his two friends in front. They did not know why the reason Akbar and Zahra lowered their heads. But their attitude made their friends smile.

After Akbar setor memorized, Zahra asked all students to go to the mosque to perform prayer dzuhur congregation. They came straight out of the classroom and walked towards the mosque, while Zahra tidied up the absences and put them in the desk drawer.

"You fit in as a religious teacher." Akbar said walking in front of Zahra.

"Thank you." Zahra said with a smile behind Akbar.

"Emmm... Do you live in Aceh forever?" Ask Akbar.

"meaning?"

"Get out of school I want to study in Arabia, where there are my uncles and aunts." Answer Zahra.

"Oh."

"Why ask like that?" Ask Zahra.

"It's okay." Akbar immediately opened his shoes and immediately went to fetch water.

Zahra pondered for a moment, thinking that maybe Akbar wanted to know his family, and Zahra's plan in the future.

Finish their dzuhur prayers back to class and continue the deposit of letters on Zahra. After their ashar prayers all went home, Zahra gave absent class XI of Accounting to Bu Fauziah in the office. He walked towards the student cafeteria, as he was hungry again.

"Bela, if you want to go home first it's okay. I eat by myself." Said Zahra waiting for Pak min meatballs.

"I haven't picked up Zahra yet." Bela.

While they were eating, Akbar with two friends came to the cafeteria and ordered meatballs. They sat across from Zahra's desk. Bela who knew Akbar came straight to tidy her hood and keep her attitude to look sweet in front of her upperclassman.

Finish eating Akbar approached the table Zahra and Bela. He sat in front of Bela carrying his drink.

"Well eat?" Ask Akbar.

"Alhamdulillah is already my brother." Answer Bela.

Zahra just smiled at her best friend. Actually Akbar asked Zahra but he also could not give a reason for who the question he asked.

"Zahra, brother Akbar, I'm ahead. I've been picked up." Said Bela.

"Yes be careful." Zahra.

"Okeh, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Reply Zahra and Akbar.

"Emmm... When will I start studying again?" Ask Zahra.

"God willing tomorrow night." Reply Akbar.

"Would you like to come?" Ask Akbar.

"God willing."

"Zahra, are you really going to study in Arabia?"

Akbar asked her again to clarify everything. That the woman in front of him would go to school far away from him.

"Why are you asking that again?" Zahra asked back.

"I can't answer now, why would I ask you that. But someday that will be the answer for myself."

Zahra did not understand Akbar's answer, nor could he say that he was not going to Arabia because he wanted to study there.

"I'll continue my schooling there. If you're serious about asking me where I am, ask my parents and give them a reason." Zahra.

Akbar was silent for a long time, until Zahra left Akbar alone. Zahra's words will keep Akbar remembered until anytime. He went home and went into his room.

...***...

After praying Isya, Akbar sat on the terrace of his simple house. He looked straight ahead while thinking about Zahra's words. This time he felt different when he met a woman. Especially when Zahra answered his question at that time in the mosque, about what if someone felt longing for others. He held his chest that was beating fast, then he smiled to himself.

"Wah-wah! Someone is kasmaran!"

Akbar was surprised to hear the voice of a woman who was no stranger to him. He is Khodijah, Akbar's younger brother who has just returned from the pesantren.

"Khodijah?!"

"Yes it's me. Brother is smiling to himself, what's the matter?" Ask Khodijah.

"Kok you came home without saying me? What's wrong?" Akbar asked back.

"She said she was sick."

"Alhamdulillah is better, enter yuk." Bring Akbar.

"Assalamu'alaikum ma'am." Khodijah gave his greetings in front of his mother's room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Khodijah why are you coming home son?" Ask Neni's mom.

"I'm worried about you." Answer Khodijah.

"Mom is healthy. Tomorrow you go back to the pesantren, it doesn't taste the same, ma'am ustadzah." She said she got up from the bed and walked to the living room.

"Ustadzah well with me, he gave permission 3 days to look at mother. After all, yesterday's vacation I didn't go home, mom, you don't miss me." Khodijah.

"We miss you. It's just, brother there's no money at that time to go to your boarding school." Sahut Akbar smiled badly at his sister.

Since the departure of his father, Akbar has been the backbone of his family.

"Ah sister, you've spent too much money on me. But... I am the one who is still selfish. Sorry, sister, ma'am." Khodijah leaned his head on Erik and clasped his mother's hand.

"Yes it's okay. Have you eaten?" Ask mother.

"Not yet." Khodijah answered spoiled to his mother.

"Then you eat first yes, mother accompany."

"okay."

Looking at the two women, inwardly made Akbar happy. But he also realized that his father's savings for himself and his family had begun to thin out. Fortunately, the school holidays are soon, he will use to find a job to add daily costs.

Given the circumstances like this, it seems Akbar realized that he was not suitable to accompany a woman named Zahra. Let alone to be a companion in life, just thinking about it he should not do.

But his heart could not lie, the more day Akbar tried to forget Zahra and keep his distance from her at school, the deeper he felt. Especially when Zahra recited the holy verse of the Qur'an, his heart became more confident in Zahra.

In one third of the night, Akbar asked God to give clarity to his heart. Even he asked the best woman for himself later who could love his family, who could accept his shortcomings. Zahra's name is in his prayer, he asks the owner of the heart, if indeed he is in love then make his love come true.

..."O Allah, you are the owner of the heart, you are the one who turns over the heart of your servant. O God, if I love Zahra, make my love because of You, not because of the lust in me. O Allah make him my soul mate, may he be the owner of my ribs."...