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96. He's Chilled Turned

Akhmar felt tired after walking some distance. His breath began to sting.  He then walked to the mosque. He will rest there.

Just entering the courtyard of the mosque, there was a sound of teaching in the mosque that was echoed through the loudspeakers. Not long after, followed by the sound of the Adhan isya. 

When people arrive, busy chasing the ablution, then the tares between who enter the ablution room and enter the mosque after ablution, Akhmar sits on the side of the terrace unwind.

The majority of those who looked busy were men. No one looks like a woman.

"Not praying, Mom?" ask one of the men who passed by Akhmar's side after ablution.

Akhmar glanced sharply without answering. He was silent and nyender at the mosque pole.

Start deserted. 

Soon a voice was heard from inside the mosque asking the worshipers to close the shaf and then continued with takbir.

A man ran down the alley from a distance towards the mosque, a sarong slung across the shoulder, knee-length shorts, a black peci.  His coffee fell on the mosque grounds. The man whose feet had reached the terrace of the mosque, turned back again to pick up the fallen skullcap, then went straight into the mosque and followed to the last shaf, joined the prayer. He was at home.

Akhmar watched the man who became the mashbuk with a flat look. As soon as you meet the call of prayer, until you run away because you have missed. 

There are teenagers who may be about fifteen years old among the worshippers. The teenager turned his head to the left as he hugged, pinching the friend next to him. The one who was pinched was silent, continuing the prayer.

Akhmar remembered the old days of High School, when he prayed at school. When in prostration position, he got up and rushed to the back of the female shaf, then poked the backs of some girls in the rear shaf. 

Some continue to pray without caring about the colekan, some immediately turn their heads and direct sharp gazes, some even laugh.

Akhmar shook his head remembering that.

The prayer was over and the congregation was gone. Slender. No more residents there.

Tired of being gone, Akhmar wanted to go home. 

Akhmar walked to the courtyard, where he passed Aiza and Adnan.

They exchanged looks.

Akhmar had just avoided Aiza amid jealousy and wanted to get away from her on a self-conscious basis, instead he was reunited with the Barbie-eyed girl.

Aiza suddenly laughed. "Well, this is destiny, meet up. Heee... Where you going? Have you prayed yet?"

Akhmar was silent, his eyes still staring at Aiza.

"Hey, asked why? What prayers have you not?" ask Aiza again.

"Not yet" replied Akhmar coldly. The man felt self-conscious now, who was more worthy to be with Aiza. Makes her feel like she doesn't have to be obsessed with the girl.

"Yes, let's pray!" take Aiza who goes directly to the place of women's ablution. 

They then prayed together. Adnan became an imam.

Salam indicates that the prayer is over. Aiza recited and prayed, not much she said through prayer, just asking for general happiness.

Aiza headed out and put on her shoes. He turned to Akhmar who walked out after wearing a sandal, the man stepped gontai left the mosque through the right gate which was a little far from Aiza's position.

Strange, how come Akhmar turned so cold? What's wrong with that guy? Did Akhmar really want to stay away because he did not want to make Aiza fight again with her family? 

Aiza stared at Akhmar's departure with a frown. 

"Akhmar!" call Aiza half yelling.

Akhmar looked, flat only.

"Would you like to go home?" ask Aiza. "Not breakfast yet?"

Akhmar shook his head, then continued walking again.

There was something strange flowing in Aiza's heart seeing Akhmar's true attitude change. Aiza didn't want Akhmar to stay away just for that reason.  

"Nan, I'm first. You're the warden!" pamit Aiza to Adnan.

Adnan who had just put on the sandal was surprised. "Trus where are you going? You better go home. Your parents will accept you. You are their son."

"They can't believe their own children, misunderstandings have been cleared but still accuse me of being bad. Before they trust me, I will never be able to return." Aiza knew the nature of her parents.

"You don't be stubborn."

"They are more stubborn. Is it hard to trust me? And I will also never stay away from Akhmar because there is no mistake between me and Akhmar. If I stay away from him, it means I justify the accusation."

"Minimum you minimize misunderstandings, because two people who are different genders when alone are a lot of harm, one of which is the occurrence of slander. This should be avoided."

"That's real. But the situation of Akhmar and I when misunderstandings occur is always coincidental and unintentional. What is there to avoid?" Aiza took a breath.

Adnan could only be silent. "Trus where are you going? Do you have any money?" ask Adnan.

"There's minute. Yes, you don't have to worry about me. Later so follow the puyeng." Aiza chuckles. "I'm leaving."

Aiza stepped leisurely leaving the courtyard of the mosque.

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