Heart Voice

Chapter 25

Chasing the Future!

Orange-colored dusk sky, cool air after rain, make everyone want to take a walk to enjoy the view of the village. Before Akbar said goodbye to Ruchan's house, he first drove Aisyah and her children to the restaurant. Because, Aisyah's car will be used by Akbar to go home to Mama and Abinya.

"Awas you Kir, I will prank your food this afternoon. Haha this favorite fried rice of yours, I bought it with the hottest level of hot, hahahha" said Akbar who was struck with annoyance.

At Ruchan's house, by the way,

"Assallamualaikum" Greetings Akbar.

"Waalikum Sallam, just returned Bang? Ais isn't coming?" Asked Leah who had already welcomed him warmly.

"Sir Ais to Ma's restaurant, same kids for sure, this is just Abang interra. Enter yuk, nih Abang bawain you guys food, yes from Kak Rifky anyway" said Akbar.

Akbar distributed the snacks he brought to all the people of the house. Grilled gurame for Leah and Ruchan, Cheese meatballs for Ceasy and super spicy fried rice for Syakir. With a little horn growing on his head, as well as an evil smile plastered clearly on his face.

"Well, thank God, eat well?" Syakir.

"You leave again not Kir, it's already studying in Kairoya? So good to know" asked Akbar.

"Depends" answered Syakir.

"Innalillahi dong" Receh Akbar.

"Not funny! Emm there is a girl who makes it hard to leave again" said Syakir.

"Bodo very, mamam tuh fried rice demon hahahha who told the way both the same Fatim. Feel the consequences of Syakir Al Jazeera" Akbar said in his heart.

"Well, I'm going to the room. Pray Maghrib nungguin Isyak, continue to fast deh bobok. Tomorrow we will pursue the future. Assallamualaikum" Greetings Akbar.

"Waalaikum sallam, don't you ask for this Bang?" Ask Syakir.

"I ate, spend it!! Not in the sidelines. Mubadzir his name, a waste of sustenance" Akbar said from inside the room laughing with a hearty laugh.

"Abang!!!!!" Shouted Syakir.

"Absolutely? This Mubadzir, it's a waste of money. Who wants to spend it?" Pissed Syakir.

"No, the chicken is a Ceasy laper, but it's still at this hour" Akbar said.

"Abang!! Already long ago, the Prophet was a very hateful thing of God and was called a friend of Satan.

"Surely Allah hates you in 3 things: His words (lying), Wasting possessions and asking a lot" (HR.Bukhari)"

"And give to those whose rights are near, to the poor, and to those who are on the way, do not waste (your heart) extravagantly. Verily, those who spend their lives are his brethren, and the devil loves to disbelieve in his Lord. (QS Al-Isra', verses 26-27)" Syakir said.

The devil's brother? Pantes. Wicked!!" Syakir.

"Where is! That Rice can still be eaten, add rice aja rather a lot, and add spice. You're a cooking pinter" said Akbar.

"Oh yes nding, I cook ah, after this directly to the pesantren" said Syakir spirit.

After Syakir went to the pesantren, and made sure everyone was not home. Akbar also tried to call Fatim and invite him to meet tomorrow. But Fatim did not answer Akbar's phone. He just gave her a message.

"Assallamualaikum, sorry I can't answer. Again the same cousin, scared shit. Why?"

"Waalaikum sallam, can we meet tomorrow?" Ask Akbar.

"Abang in Indonesia?"

"Yes, you're only on one week's leave, can you meet up? There are things you have to say that are important!" Akbar.

"Emm can bang, but pick up at home. Dad's home tomorrow, Dad's permission!"

"Thank God, I'll see you tomorrow. Assallamalaikum"

"Waalaikum sallam Bang, good night."

Akbar was very happy when Fatim wanted to meet. That indicates there is still hope, and Akbar does not want to waste the opportunity. Longing has been there, meaning that love is coming soon. So was Fatim, who was happy when Akbar invited him to meet. But Fatim was not happy, considering Akbar also had a woman in his tribe in Japan.