Anila For Anala

CHAPTER 39 - AN ATTITUDE

"Maliq, you're a good man. Feby is good too. Go back to her, "pinta Anila and get a face that is more unsightly.

"No need to regulate as if you are the person who knows the most about people's lives" Maliq responded flatly. "Let's go fast, we're home."

"At least let me eat my sahur" said the woman with the veil tied around her neck. Without turning away, Anila finished the food that was in front of her. Not because her appetite returned to normal, but Anila just tried to no longer be cruel to herself.

The loud roar of the night wind hit Anila's face. Maliq was as if it did not care about the woman behind him being cold and tense at the same time. The silent Maliq is much more sinister than the angry Maliq.

Anila ventured into squeezing Maliq's sleeves, hoping Maliq understood the code. But Maliq remains ignorant. At least the reflection of the face in the spherical rearview hinted so. The earthy face stared straight without any smile lines as usual. Disappointed look Anila can feel. Disappointed because Anila decided to give up before she could even fight.

However, Anila had not intended to withdraw her words, so she resigned and decided to stay still while tightly grasping the sleeves of Maliq's clothes and closed her eyes firmly to dispel the fear of the speed of the vehicle.

Just as the hooded woman set foot on the ground, Maliq immediately turned the handle of the gas, leaving the woman with a puff of white smoke. Sorry, Mal. One day you will understand, Anila.

By noon, Anila spent her time reading religious books or listening to online lectures. This is one of his efforts to dispel the emptiness that can result in shadr easily plastered by demons who will drive his heart. So, there is at least a little gap to enter the light of the direction on the qalb.

The man in a dark blue PDL shirt was ready on an old motorcycle right in front of the lobby of Anila's apartment. The woman in the hood was happy to welcome. Near him a flat-faced man and swept him, "hi." Not to forget a happy arch was reflected on Anila's lips.

Anila could be relieved for a moment. At least Maliq was still willing to meet him, completing his promise to close their tarawih tour schedule. "Thank you, yes," said Anila sincerely from the back of the bike, and got a soft nod reply without a word.

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"God is Jealous, Brother. God wants, only He is the most beloved of His servants. God is not willing to be cheated on, let alone thrown out because His love for His servant is also very great, more than we can feel." Anila still does not understand the meaning of the sentence Ustaz Rahmat just uttered.

"So Allah will test His servant on anything loved more than his love for his Lord. A man who loves treasure will be tested on his property. Who love the couple excessively and not because of God, will God test on his partner," explained Ustaz Grace.

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A smirk that was missed since yesterday greeted Anila in front of the mosque. "May I?" he asked while holding a helmet. Ask permission to wear it to Anila. The hooded woman nodded her permission with a slight bow, making it easier for the man to fulfill his meaning.

"Sorry, about yesterday." Maliq started the conversation on a very slow motorbike. "I'm disappointed, because I thought .. you ignored the magnitude of my desire to continue with you."

Anila bowed embarrassedly realizing she was so highly expected. Maliq who saw him blushed from the rearview shadow deflected the steering wheel of the motor and pulled over.

"Eh, what, stop?" ask Anila wonder.

Instead of answering, Maliq turned off the bike and sat sideways to his back on the highway. "I'm gonna miss a shy face but want it."

Anila who realized the sentence was fixed on her, was flushed red instantly. A fist was placed on the burly arm of the nature-loving child. The man complained slowly while rubbing the former blow of the tough woman.

"Fear that I realized, I love you more than anything. Don't ask about your parents, you're definitely the winner. It's about our God. I love you more than Him. It was scary" continued Maliq who made Anila round her eyes in disbelief.

The woman seemed to not believe what her hearing had just received. He tried to look at the speaker's face to find out the possibility of the conversation being expressed. Nihil, the man still showed a serious face, a moment later looked down at the ground.

The dim light of the street lights blocked Maliq's head that lowered. So that Anila could not catch the expression that the long-haired man showed. Suddenly his palm rubbed against his own face, his palm wet.

"Mal..," called Anila who realized that something that was soaking in the palm of the hand was tears.

"Don't look at me like that. It will be harder for me to let you go."

The eyes did not stop the water coming out. The speck turned into a torrent that was increasingly difficult to stop. Just this time Anila witnessed, someone who was willing to let out such a loud patter just for her sake.

The two spent the rest of the night equally immersing themselves. Wrapping the sad that dwells, realizing the time of togetherness is diminishing.

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Here Anila and Maliq are now. In the same train, but with a different destination. Anila will leave the train first by getting off at Bandung station. Maliq continued to travel until the end.

If you are able, you want to stop this time alone. A time where being with someone who has no doubts about him. Anila researched every inch of her slightly blackened face due to the sun. A face that depicts a hard work as well as a love for nature.

Anila was trying to record every curve in her mind. If one day he was struck deserted and alone, the recording would be replayed. The footage reminds me that there is someone who loves and wants him so much. Maybe that's enough fuel to survive.

"Well, right, looking around again" said someone who was watching the outside view through the train window.

Anila giggled, no longer ashamed of being caught so many times looking at the handsome and long-spirited man. Anila instead teased by further advancing her head, making Maliq careless.

"An, when in heaven we can ask for anything, right?" ask Maliq while still looking out.

"What do you want to ask?"

"You," he answered making Anila flabbergasted. "If in the world I cannot have you, I would ask you as a gift of my obedience."

Anila's bead was dewy, her vision blurred. Anila nodded in response to Maliq's question.

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