Muhasabah Love

Campus events

Four pieces of clothing landed on the Space desk, while the person carrying the item chose to sit on the sofa. After permission from David, Myria escorted the boss' order into the room.

Work is like being chased by something. Within two months, the man's clothes were finally finished. Despite having to overtime during the night, Friska helped cut materials and make patterns, sew and even install every detail, at least hopefully the results are in accordance with the expectations of the boss.

“Two hoodies and two sweaters as your will, Sir. I hope, you are satisfied and comfortable wearing it so that it can be produced even more.”

The sky shook and just stared. The man pressed a button on the intercom to contact someone. “To my room now,” he said without further ado.

It wasn't until five minutes, someone was already knocking on the door. The space let in, and then came Sakti in a relaxed style as usual.

“Why, Bro?” Although not both, Sakti stripped of formalities. Just Myria, Sakti think it doesn't matter because it's been friends since long ago.

“You'll try Myria's hoodie in the next few days. Do not forget to write all the points when wearing them honestly. Then give it to me to make consideration.”

Sakti glanced at Myria for a bit, then pulled out a black hoodie and unfurled it. Exactly like the image submitted during a meeting two months ago, the design now looks its original form.

“The material is smooth, not thin and not too thick. Hope not to get too hot. So it can be comfortable to wear anywhere.”

“God is not, sir. You can try to prove.” Myria replied even though she was not asked. In work, he must show confidence that his work is not playing games.

“Oke.” Sakti answered briefly. However, there was something else done by him.

“Aaarrgh ..!” Myria immediately covered her face with a sofa pillow. Sakti can open his shirt and want to change his hoodie directly in front of Myria and Angkasa.

Space is no less shocked. The man stood up straight from the chair. “Crazy! You don't have an open shirt in front of women?” The face of space. His eyes stared intently at Sakti, while palms involuntarily clenched on the table.

Sakti who is still changing clothes is laughing. His head just came out of the neck shell and immediately turned to Myria. “Sorry, My. Relax, this is not aurat. Lagian lo long stay abroad, not a strange thing, right, see ABS people?”

Athaghfirullah, yes, Allah.

Not wanting to see Sakti just yet, Myria continued to be privileged in her heart. The pillow still faithfully covered his face without poking into the words of the company's director.

Not the name Sakti if responding to the talk of Angkasa with seriousness. He laughed even more before he actually came out. “Casual, Bro. I just ngetes, the next time I saw I was like earlier, he can turn away from lo.”

“Once again you say, I take you to the butcher.” Very eager for Angkasa to take out Sakti by kicking. He was inexhaustible, even though his best friend had a lot of behavior, but the behavior that had just happened was completely out of bounds. Who is not emotional to see such a thing.

The Sakti Laughter. With a paper bag in hand containing her hoodie and clothes, she just came out. It feels so good to have two people at once. For him, entertainment is free during the day when work can make his brain tangled.

The space snorted violently after closing the door. His hands were simultaneously touching his hair, then headed for the refrigerator. Two bottles of mineral water were taken, the man took them to Myria.

“Sakti's gone. Drink this,” said the man as he thrust a bottle and a plastic straw.

“Myria.” Angkasa called because his ex-wife did not want to lower the pillow from the face. Don't let Myria follow her emotions.

Slowly, Myria. Put a pillow to the sofa, then receive mineral water from the hands of Space. “Still, Sir.”

Space fell silent, but his eyes continued to notice Myria's movements. Starting from the way the woman threaded the bottle cap until drinking was still being noticed as if something was attracting attention.

“Close view, Sir. Not mahram. I'm just a boy here.”

Myria's words awakened Space. The man immediately threw his face away and sat facing the other direction. Mineral water that has been only grasped since, now began to be opened and drunk its contents. In fact, he cleared his throat a few times to unravel the shame.

“If there is nothing else, I'm sorry to go back to the room, Mr.” After finishing almost half of the bottle, Myria left. “Thank you for the drink.”

There was no answer from Space, but Myria did feel that there was nothing else. And so, he stood up and began to step towards the door.

“Myria.”

Just as her steps and hands reached the door, the sound of Space required Myria to turn around. “Yes, Sir. Is there anything else I should do?”

Angkasa raised his face and gave a shady look to Myria even though their position was a distance away. The man who today only wears a short gray T-shirt and jeans said, “Are you ready to receive a sermon from me after this product was launched and began circulating in the market?”