The Best Choice

Destiny

Aslan fluttered on the balcony of the apartment at night. Breeze caressed his face intermittently and smiled to himself considering Samira who kept asking the truth of Aslan's orders.

"Is my decision too forcing individuals in the company to worship every day, Rob?" he turned around and sat himself in the stool. Aslan sipped his coffee and pensively.

"I don't know if you're going to make that decision, As!" robby said, in his hand was clutched with the beer they bought after the final decision of the meeting was two hours ago.

"Actually good in my opinion, but do we have to remind everyone to worship, As? Our men are no longer children, there are even older than us." Robby took a breath.

"More I am the same you are not a person who obeys worship, embarrassed times make new rules but the company officials themselves do not do well!" Robby patted Aslan on the shoulder, he smiled. His best friend was not strong. There's a dog on his mind now.

Until there came Aslan turned to Robby while saying.

"The faith should not simply cease to be a confession. Faith also needs to be proven, the way by doing good deeds and believing." Aslan smiled, "That's Samira speaking, Rbb."

Robby blinked his eyes, Samira? Girls who often bow and frown themselves when confused with the job can talk that eloquently to Aslan.

Waw... Robby shuddered in horror, secretly Samira turned out to be more than he expected even outside of work.

"You must be inspired by Samira, As?" said Robby, there is no objection from Aslan. The man in the white shirt nodded as he puffed his head.

"Who else would I be inspired by if not Samira?" ask Aslan. "Then my mom and dad divorced, the belief problem became a difficult problem in my family, Rob. It was hard at that time."

Aslan sighed heavily and then sat his head. After thinking for quite a while after the memories of the events imprinted in his heart more than ten years ago, Aslan raised his gaze. Then with the twinkle of an eye that begins to defeat the moon that is almost covered with dark night clouds. She smiles.

"All prayers will be the same goal, that's all I believed in a long time ago" Aslan said.

Robby clearly maintained his smile well. He cleared his throat strongly while looking warmly at Aslan as if the man could feel Aslan's inner struggle and sacrifice all along.

•••

Two months later.

There is nothing more pleasant for Samira than to just get out of the meeting room after taking an Islamic study with a guest graduate who comes once a week to the company. He came out with ‘baru’ friends he found when the new rules of the company took place.

It feels like Samira does not believe in this company now he is more comfortable working even also working on his eternal future affairs calmly.

Samira smiled as she waved in front of the elevator, "I go upstairs first, brother. I'm waiting for the big boss."

"Big boss. Uhuk." The woman in the dark brown hood giggled while nudging the other woman's arm. "Don't make the big boss angry, Sam. Later the company becomes hell again, of course the hell made by big bosses. Hihihi." he said half-literate.

Unfortunately, the elevator doors were closed so that Samira's close friends Keira and Zaskia could not see her face blushing.

"Udah?" aslan asked, he smiled broadly as Samira nodded her head and looked down.

"Come on, Samira Abah Mustofa's. We have been touring together, working together, hanging out together, even I have used your Abah work coat. Less close what are we? Why are you so embarrassed about me?" scowling Aslan, he felt anxious for a reason he clearly understood. He likes Samira, and he wants Samira to be able to interpret his attention and whatever they've been through two months ago.

This morning the sun was shining brightly, but it was not as bright as the sincere and confident smile of the pink-hooded girl with the little white flowers.

Samira raised her gaze, "Work yuk, sir!" invite him to reduce Aslan's astonished gaze and cheeks that are the color of peaches.

"You think you should get me a new suit and my work pants, Sam?" his answer was accompanied by a wide grin, he pulled the tissue box and cleaned his chin from the coffee water splash.

Samira was in disbelief. But he obeyed Aslan looking for everything the big boss asked for.

"Don't joke around, Mr. Aslan!" scowl Samira while glaring at her.

Aslan left, he took off his work coat while holding it out to Samira, the girl snorted and removed Aslan's grey coat from her head. Samira put it on her arm. Then turned his face away when Aslan also turned around to remove his belt hook.

"Don't look, Sam. Don't worry!" aslan reminded in a hurry.

Samira's cup suddenly got hot, her heart was beating. His irritated face was also misbehaved, he was regulating his somewhat wheezing breath.

"It's hard to go to the bathroom, sir!" said fierce.

Hihahi.

Aslan pulled the zipper of his pants while wearing his belt again with a whiny face.

"Too to the bathroom ribet, must remove shoes and socks. I'm unfortunately Samira. It's also a fool. Take it to the laundry, Sam. All his pants."

Without having to turn around, Samira receives Aslan's cloth trousers that are only exposed to coffee water as big as a ping pong ball.

Samira closed her eyes, annoyed, annoyed, but Aslan had made the atmosphere in the company more beautiful with the differences. Including between the two of them.

"Yes, sir." replied Samira then forcedly, he folded his Abah's coat which moved possession and Aslan's pants on the desk while bringing him again.

Samira flashed her sweet smile in front of the waist-rigged Aslan.

"Why?" ask Aslan suspiciously.

"Tomorrow I'll have a holiday, right?" sahut Samira's.

"Holiday?" Aslan steals, "Well, when will I ACC?"

"Yesterday father, when I permission to outbound the children of TPA mosque." reply Samira excited.

‘TPA : Al-Qur'an education place ’

Aslan's mouth formed a large O that sounded very long.

"OK on ACC." Aslan smiled a big smile so happy to see Samira screaming little like a boy excited to be back playing.

"But now overtime, well, your work is piling up on my desk." Aslan pointed at the stack of documents on his desk.

"Mr is not fun!" lamented Samira, she lifted everything up then pouted. The girl walked away from Aslan and sat down in her study without being able to prevent a smile that seemed to mean anything.