I'm Putting My Destiny on You

About the Heart

The sound of knocking on the door in Alfiani's room made the girl turn off her laptop that was on. Alfiani stepped towards the door and opened it.

" Assalamualaikum deck "greet Fariz with a big smile.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, what the hell is mas?, so much patience with the door." said Alfi who is now standing in the doorway.

" This is the deck "not answering the sister's question. Fariz pulled his sister's wrist to follow her into the living room.

" What the hell is it ?" alfiani asked with a frowning forehead confused by the behavior of his brother.

" Sit on the deck" Fariz said as he patted the seat next to him. Alfiani followed Fariz's wishes.

" You don't know deck ?"

" Don't you know Fariz mas don't know "cut Alfiani with rest.

" Dengerin used to deck, the gold has not finished talking "angry Fariz who actually laughed at his sister.

" Want to say what?, Alfi dengerin ". said Alfiani after laughing at her brother. Fariz turned her face into serious fashion. Sitting cross-legged on a wooden chair staring at Alfi.

'' It turns out that Mas Andreas was the CEO at Mas Fariz's workplace, Fariz said, enough to make Alfi stunned. Although you can guess the Andreas family from among the members. But he did not expect if it turns out Andreas is a successful man at a young age.

'' It also looks like Mas, if they are family. Just don't expect it too if Mas Andreas CEO, still young so Alfiani's response after controlling his shock.

His heart was shrinking, perhaps in the eyes of God . Treasure is not a distinction between men. But when we are faced with human strata clearly as a clear thing as a differentiator

'' Mas was also very surprised when Mas Andreas to the office. I think he wants me to tell him he's the owner of the workplace. Masya Allah, amazed mas same him'' said Fariz revealed his admiration for the figure of Andreas.

'' That's the deck, he made a new rule that Mas think is cool. He made the rules of corporate profits immediately cut to be allocated to humanity. Cool is not it ?'' fariz said in a fiery manner so excited.

'' Not that it should have been so, Mas ?'' alfiani asked who felt that it was nothing extraordinary.

" Ssttt, don't talk about people. Alhamdulillah aja means Mas Andreas wants to be a better person''. cut Alfiani. Afraid if they continue the conversation they just become excited.

'' Hahaha...My sister is a pinter ngerem, kalo already want kebablasan said Fariz while rubbing Alfiani's head behind the veil in the girl's wear.

''Salingetin Mas, his name is also a man of wrong place and sin'' Alfiani replied which is taken by Fariz. Then the young man got up from his seat.

'' Yes, I've had a bath'' said Fariz, leaving Alfiani. When the brother disappeared behind the door. Alfi's view was far away. It turns out that forgetting people who stop in our hearts is not an easy thing.

'' O Allah, protect the servant from the evil lust of the world, O Allah. He does not want his love for humans to eliminate common sense to set aside love for the creator.

If there is even love. He only wants a love based on love for the divine Robbi.

Alfi sighed, putting everything on the Almighty. And may God immediately remove the taste that is still left for a Andrew.

" O Allah, which is in Your power, then I am resigned to Your will, Lord.

Alfi moved from the living room chair, he returned to the room. Sitting in front of his laptop. But somehow the heart cannot unravel the emptiness that binds his heart. Brushing aside Andreas's shadow is not as easy as reminding the heart to pull away from the taste that should have gone.

After all, the man was the first man to disturb the calmness of his heart. The first man, who quietly slipped unexcusedly into the chamber of the heart. He made her admit that his heart had fallen on a human.

'' O Allah, forgive me for this heart. O Allah, if this love is a testator, let the servant pass through it. But if this taste is sacred, the feeling that was born because of Ridho Mu. Let me love him because of You O Allah.'' said Alfi in a soft tone. A clear water flowed down his cheeks.

He just wants to love because of God, to love not to have. But privileging the feeling that he raises in prayer . Until finally surrender to the provisions of God and if he has to release he can do it sincerely.

In the gladness of the heart that seeks the divine decree. Dzikir strands flow in the heart. Warming the heart that feels close to the Most Compassionate . Heartbreak grew more and more faint, to the point of being indescribable. Replaces the real peace of mind when beautiful asthma is imprinted on the chest.

Alfiani stood at the edge of the window, staring at the trees waving twigs blown by the wind. Close your eyes, enjoy the baby's caress that blows gently touching the surface of the skin. His heart ceaselessly glorifies the name of the Divine for the beauty that is plastered before the eyes.

In the contemplation of the heart that wants to go to the Divine . A shadow of the man came near. Makes him flinch unexpectedly. When the heart is praising and glorifying asthma Alloh . The shadow of that man still exists. May it not be the devil's way of ensnaring his heart to forget the Raga Owner.