Assalamu'Alaikum, Yes Habibi Qolbi (REVISION)

PRELIMINARY MEETING

"Tell men of faith: ‘Shall they withhold their views and keep ************; such is more sacred to them, he said, verily Allah is All-Knowing of what they do’. Say to a woman of faith: ‘Must they withhold her views, and keep ***********'." (Q.L. An-Nur: 30-31)

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The sun began to say hello after a night of rest from his duties. The light slipped through the window of the room which was no longer covered by cloth. Looks beautiful teenagers are setting themselves in front of the mirror while fixing the cloth that covers his long hair. From the name bet stuck in her white uniform, it could be seen that the girl had a beautiful name as beautiful as her face, Azqiya Hayfa Azzahra.

With a blue white uniform plus a headscarf covering her head, Zahra strung her backpack out of the room and down the stairs.

"A ready? sit down for breakfast first" said a middle-aged woman who was making a glass of milk.

"Tomorrow, let Zahra alone make Mother's milk," said Zahra while taking over the glass containing milk in the hands of her Mother.

She sighed and then threw it away slowly.

"It's okay if ever Mother made it, Ai."

Mommy looked at her daughter who was eating fried rice quietly. From the look of his eyes was stored deep sadness when he saw his daughter was no longer cheerful like before. The girl has turned quiet and cold since the incident three years ago.

"The fittings for his MOS are all in the bag, Ai?"

Zahra looked up briefly at the Mother and nodded to answer her question and refocused on her food.

"Aiya," call Mother softly.

"Zahra, Bun," Zahra used the call of her mother.

"Honey. This is the first day you enter SMA, do not put the face of the judges. Smile so that his friends will be many."

Zahra was silent for a moment and then turned her smile towards Mommy to allay the middle-aged woman's worries.

"Smiling is worship, dear," said Mommy as she rubbed Zahra's head.

"Yes, Mother."

"Then smile dong."

"It's been, Mother."

Mother sighed, it was enough she forced her daughter at least her daughter now wants to do it even if only a little.

"Zahra left first yes Mother, Oom Hendra's car is in front," said Zahra after finishing his meal.

"Ndon't get breakfast first?"

"It's noon Mother, Zahra will be the same latitude late."

Zahra stood up while holding her bag.

"Zahra is leaving, Mother. Assalamu'alaikum" said Zahra as she reached for her mother's hand.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings, dear. May the first day be fun yes, remember do not forget to smile you know," Mother reminded again. Zahra nodded her assent as she walked out of the house leaving Mother.

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Today is Zahra's first day of MOS activities. The school was full of students in blue white uniforms. Zahra chose to sit on a long bench that was right next to the field. Unlike other students who sit chatting and joking with old and new friends, Zahra who sat with her best friend Lintang and her Junior High School friends actually preferred to read books rather than join in chatting with them.

Not far from where he was sitting, a man who was also wearing the same uniform as Zahra, was chatting with his friends. Occasionally his tail glanced at Zahra while smiling sweetly. I don't know what he was thinking but judging from his face, a happy hue seemed to be enveloping him.

Al Hafizy Tsaqib Son. A man with a handsome face who is idolized by the women as he was. Hafiz is the son of the headmaster, in addition to being handsome he is also smart. Many girls hope to be close to him but it is not easy to remember Hafiz is always indifferent to all girls. Not to mention his deep knowledge of religion makes him increasingly keep his distance from women.

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The sound of bells rang out all over the school corner. All students and students who had been sitting and chatting with their friends rushed to run and line up. Lintang, Zahra's one-on-one friend also ran while pulling Zahra's hand which was cool with her book.

All the students were lined up neatly when their class brothers who incidentally members of OSIS stepped into the field and stood lined up in front, a man who served as the Chairman of OSIS introduced himself and gave a welcome speech while giving several briefings on the MOS agenda for the next 3 days.

Dimas named Hafiz and Zahra as the students with the best grades. They were also asked to come forward to introduce themselves in front of the MOS participants. All pairs of eyes seemed to be staring at the full twinkle towards the two people who were now stepping forward.

If the students are fascinated with the handsome face of Hafiz, another case with the students. They stared admiringly at Zahra's beautiful face. They did not stop looking at the beautiful girl with a clear gaze that made Zahra uncomfortable. He only looked down when Hafiz first introduced himself, even when it was his turn Zahra just stared straight without smiling. The introduction was only short but made the two now known throughout the school.

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Three days had passed and today was a class-sharing day for new students. On the field, some mading boards are lined up neatly. Stamped with a paper listing the names of students in each class. The mading boards have been surrounded by new students. As usual Lintang always ran to pull Zahra's hand into the crowd of students.

Lintang is Zahra's only friend, they have been together since childhood even since they were born. Their parents were friends, Lintang's father worked as an assistant and manager in Zahra's father's office and his mother died when Lintang was 6 years old due to illness. And three years ago, when Pak Bagas (father of Zahra) moved the headquarters in Bandung to Semarang, Oom Hendra and Lintang also moved to Semarang following the Zahra family.

Lintang pulled Zahra's hand to enter the crowd of students and students who were busy looking for their names and classes. With great difficulty they were finally able to barge in and stand right in front of the row of mading boards. The two of them immediately focused on finding their names among the hundreds of student names stamped on the paper. Until finally Zahra can breathe a sigh of relief to see his name listed on the class X.1 list.

"Alhamdulillah," he said.

A few seconds later, there was a happy scream Lintang hugging Zahra.

"Ra, look at that. We're classmates," cried Lintang pointing to his name and the name Zahra alternately.

"Yes" said Zahra flat.

Lintang was so excited that he hugged Zahra and unceasingly said "we are in class, Ra" so many times that it made Zahra uncomfortable to be the center of attention. Hafiz who stood close enough to them also smiled, especially when he saw Zahra's face reddened with embarrassment about her best friend's behavior. Hafiz's smile grew wider when he saw his name also listed in the same class as Zahra.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah," said Hafiz.

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The atmosphere looked boisterous in class X.1. They did not expect to be one class with two of the best students of their class, either, even though they know for class X the selection of students still use a random system but still they do not believe they can one class with Hafiz and Zahra.

Some students were seen gathering at Hafiz's desk, they were seen chatting with familiarity, but occasionally Hafiz was seen staring at Zahra who was reading her book. Zahra was sitting in the second row of the middle of my corner with Lintang, right on the front bench there were two girls who were acquainted with each other. The two girls turned towards Zahra and Lintang.

" Hey.. I'm Prisil just call Sisil," said the short-haired girl ala-ala BCL.

"I'm Bela" said the other girl wearing glasses.

"Hi too.. I am Lintang and this is my friend's name is Zahra," said Lintang all of you introducing Zahra to them. Zahra only showed a faint smile towards the two of them.

After a while, some other students came to know them, including Hafiz. Hafiz got up from his stool and stepped towards Zahra. Some of the friends gathered at Hafiz's table were initially confused by Hafiz's sudden attitude to stand up, especially when one of Hafiz's friends named Kemal called him but he did not understand.

Hafiz was standing right next to Zahra's desk. Without waiting for the veiled girl to be aware of her presence, she reached out her hand in front of Zahra's face to shock the girl. He saw the hand that was airing right in front of his face, with a slow motion Zahra turned his eyes to the owner of the hand. Zahra was silent for a moment when she saw the male figure in front of her until she realized after a few seconds their eyes collided, she immediately lowered her head as well as Hafiz who immediately distracted her.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim," they murmured along with a quiet voice.

The latitude that saw Zahra silent finally nudged his best friend's arm and brought his face closer.

"Ra, invited by acquaintances, kok even silent," said Lintang half whispered.

Zahra only looked down with her right hand squeezing her gray skirt while her left hand held the book she had read. For him this is something that is hard for him to do, how not all this time he has never even been in contact with anyone except his family and of course Lintang, he said, moreover, he also remembered the words of Brother Husna who was none other than his psychiatrist who for 3 years guided him to rise from his sadness.

"She, you know, don't stare and come into contact with men who aren't mahramnya even others who stare at us without closing our aura alone, we share his sin. After all, with us closing the aurat, we will not be awake from any bad things, Dek," explained Brother Husna when explaining his mandatory law to close the aurat for women, not only that, Brother Husna even explained with a postulate that he had memorized outside his head.

"Tell the believing woman: "Must they withhold her views, and ************, and let them not appear of her adornment, except that which (ordinary) appears from her. And let them cover the veil before it, and show not its adornment except unto their husbands, or their fathers, or the fathers of their husbands, or their sons, or the sons of their husbands, or their brothers, or the sons of their brothers, or the sons of their sisters, or the Muslim women, or the slaves they had, or the slaves they had, or men who have no desire (against women) or children who do not yet understand women's awrah. And let them not smite their feet, that they may know the jewels which they conceal. And repent to Allah, O you who believe, that you may be fortunate." (An-Nur Verse 31)

It was the sentence that succeeded in making Zahra steadily close her aura as it appears now, in a long uniform with a hijab that covers her head and dangles covering her chest.

In the midst of his inner struggle, Zahra was shocked to hear the voice of Hafiz.

"Hafiz," said Hafiz after pulling back his hand, he realized what he was doing was something wrong even he himself did not expect to do something that he had been guarding. He seemed to have been forgotten by the lust that suddenly controlled him. He forgets that zina starts from the eye and from the eye that appears other zina-zina after.

Astaghfirullahal'adzim. forgive the servant of Ya Rabb.

"Zahra" said Zahra without looking at Hafiz.

His heart skipped a beat when he heard a voice that seemed familiar to him. But I don't know, he also did not know clearly he was unceasingly reciting the asthma of God in his heart to overcome his nervousness..

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