When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

Confidence of the Heart (Zen Pratama)

Almira Rashad...Zen called out the name of the girl who became his teacher with a happy smile.

Without hesitation his left hand stroked the hair of his beautiful teacher gently and slowly. Zen didn't want the girl to wake up from her sleep.

Zen was very happy. Zen drove his car at a speed that was deliberately slowed down. He does not want to immediately part with Almira. 6 years harboring and want the figure of Almira to be able to become his idol is not an easy thing.

In Zen's memory since the age of 12 years is only the most perfect figure Almira. Zen did not expect to be reunited with the teacher who made him fall in love when he was a child. What a beautiful destiny.

The desire of his heart since a long time ago was to meet with Almira and express what he felt since the first basic moment. And Zen is determined to make Almira happy. From that determination Zen did not refuse when his father introduced business as a side job.

"Male capital is not just a perfect physique, Zen. But also strength and strong will in the business financially" Zen's father gave advice, at that time Zen had been sitting in 8th grade high school.

"When you can stand up to your own efforts, you will never be afraid to face the uncertain wave of life. Focus on your goal. Don't be afraid of failure as long as there are opportunities and health" his father gave a very valuable motivation.

"What is the greatest goal of your life?" asked his father when the first project in the business of Zen telecommunications materials and equipment suppliers was included as workers.

"Will you be angry if I say my true intentions?" Zen asked without seeing his father's face. His father laughed while rubbing his head.

"Your ribbon is your responsibility. Directing and guiding you is the responsibility of father and mother. Whatever it is the father appreciates it very much" that's how Zen's father said wisely and sounded simple in Zen's ears. However, behind it has a very big meaning for Zen.

"One day I will marry my teacher, well" said Zen steadily and surely.

Zen's father laughed at that. He stared at the face of Zen who was still sitting in 2nd grade Junior High with a look of wonder and rather funny.

"There was a student who aspired to marry his own teacher, Zen. But if God wills what we humans can do. Show me you're worthy of all that" Zen's father laughed wisely patting Zen on the shoulder.

Yes...Zen has always believed that his hard work has only one goal to make Almira happy and showed his parents that he is capable of taking full responsibility for his choices.

Zen looked back at the beautiful face that was deep next to him. Black and natural eyebrows perched beautifully decorate the eyes that if open will look wide like a star. A small and pointed nose, and beautiful lips full of.

Her cheeks are smooth without makeup polish or I don't know. That looks completely natural. Who would have thought this beautiful girl was 27 years old. That means 10 years on top of that. Zen smiled shaking his head.

There was no aging look on his face. What appears is a natural beauty that is worthy of adoration by many people.

Has Almira never had a serious relationship with her boyfriend?. Zen thought hard. It is impossible for a woman as beautiful and as good as Almira no one comes close. What is less than him???

Higher education, beautiful face, good posture, high enough for a woman. The appearance of Almira everyday is very authoritative, beautiful, fragrant, and orderly.

Ahhh.maybe I should ask him that later. Zen smiled wryly.

It is impossible for a girl as perfect as Almira all this time to be alone without a male touch. Zen smiled increasingly blandly imagining all that.

Teenage Junior can just break up and change girlfriends for three years if you have a face as beautiful as Almira. Zen was getting more and more agitated imagining all of that.

Zen parked his car right in the yard of the house that Almira rented. The clock has shown at 4pm. Zen was confused, Almira was still sound in her sleep. Should Zen carry him into the house?.ahhh no...later Almira would scold him if he did that.

Just clasping his hand on purpose his finger was scratched by Almira's fingernails and got a sharp look like an eagle's eye. Zen shuddered to himself.

No man should dare to approach her. Where would a man with a fierce-looking girl like Almira. Hhhhh...Zen chuckled with his own thoughts.

Zen noticed his middle finger being scratched by Almira's long fingernail as Zen deliberately squeezed his fingers. Staring at the beautiful face of Almira who was still sleeping in a chair that had been somewhat reclined.

Zen took a deep breath. His heart was so beautiful and delicious when he was on the side of Almira. Never had his heart felt as happy as it was now. Zen felt the emptiness of his heart filled with no gaps with happiness.

But Almira has not responded willing to be her lover, even Zen will propose to her if asked. Ahhhh.no. Not when asked. But Zen is determined to apply for her soon after the graduation announcement in 3 months.

Zen knows there will be many obstacles that will be faced in order to get Almira. Zen needed Almira's confidence and earnestness to accept himself as a priest in his life.

Matter is not a big deal for Zen. Zen has had his own business and income, of course, thanks to the spirit of his father and his hard work that continues to get support from his beloved family.

Zen suddenly felt sad to remember his mother who had first gone to face the Divine. Zen remembered very well back then when it was 2nd grade High School, and it was a year ago.

His mother had been lying sick due to the malignancy of the cancer that was residing in his body.

"Zen, rest. Aren't you going to take the class exam tomorrow?, the activities in your company are also crowded" Zen's mother stroked Zen's head at the time.

Zen smiled sweetly. His mother who still looks beautiful despite lying sick and weak still looks strong looking at him.

"Mom don't have to worry. My exams are over, ma'am. Office business was there uncle Hendri who helped. Do you want to sleep?" Zen gently stroked his mother's wrist which looked thin due to illness.

His mother smiled very sweetly.

"Where's your father, Zen?" her mother's pretty eyes swept through the treatment room her mother occupied that night.

"You're coming soon, ma'am. Dad finished his business at the office. Do you need something?, let Zen do it" said Zen carefully.

Usually his father patiently apply herbal oil with aroma therapy all over his mother's body, so that his mother can sleep soundly.

For some reason, Zen that night was eager to do his father's duty to his beloved mother. His mother loved him in all circumstances. Never the slightest bit of his mother yelled at him or scolded him even thoughoun Zen did wrong. A line of advice that would normally keep coming out of her mother's pretty lips for hours without stopping. And Zen must listen to everything until the Mother stops by herself.

Zen smiled gently.

"Not looking for a nice simple woman to accompany your life, Zen" his mother said with a smile that night.

""Zen is young, ma'am. Mom-to-be son-in-law might be looking for Zen out there. Maybe he's looking for our home address" Zen tried to comfort his mother.

Her mother laughed until she saw her teeth neat and white. Ahhh.my dear. How beautiful it is to laugh. Zen continued to praise his mother and smiled.

"Why don't you give her our home address, so that she can meet you and leave it to you. I'm sure she must be beautiful and kind"

Zen chuckled. The figure of Almira in his mind.

His mother smiled stroking Zen's handsome face.

"You really are like your father. All right, I want to know what your udaman girl looks like" asked her mother that night. Zen smiled and took a deep breath.

"Wait.." suddenly Zen's father stopped as Zen was about to begin to describe Almira in his memory.

"Father should also know and hear what your beloved girl is like" Zen's father, who was of Arab blood, sat next to the smiling body of the Wife, watching her husband come.

"Mom should know, that the girl was always proud of him even she dared to praise the beauty and independence of the girl in front of me" Zen's father argued to the Wife. Zen's mother looked at her son sharply.

"What beauty is she to you Zen?" the mother looked at her son with a probing look.

Zen looked at his father helplessly. The father just laughed while shrugging his shoulders.

"Zen.." called her mother gently as if asking her the truth.

"alright. I'll tell you" Zen finally gave up and broke all his heart's desires and told him about Almira's perfect figure.

His mother and father looked at each other. Didn't expect his son to be so determined to realize his goals.

"But, Zen. Maybe when you meet again later your teacher has become a wife of people and has 3 cute children. While you were in your 20s" his mother smiled slightly.

Zen took a restless breath at that moment.

His father patted Zen's shoulder gently.

"Dad doesn't matter the age difference is so far away. But are you willing to face another reality?"

"There's gonna be a lot of obstacles you're gonna face, son. You don't know if your teacher likes you. It might be just like your mother said. But I told you to stay upbeat. Even if a soul mate considers this a test to achieve your goals" his father encouraged.

His mother at that time just smiled sincerely and stroked the face of Zen's only son.

"Jia met him later to be polite and kind. After all, he is your teacher. A soul mate is God's destiny. The best according to God's will is best for you. Introduce to mom later yaa.." ask her mom without scolding her or nagging her.

Zen hugged his mother's thin body. Feeling the warmth of his affection despite only lying weak with an infusion and some aids in his body.

"Does mom approve of me if I marry her later?" ask Zen carefully.

His mother laughed lovingly.

"Bad kid. Still class 2 High School alone is thinking of getting married. Whoever you marry, I'll always bless you as long as you're happy. I love you so much" said her mother at the time.

Zen felt the heat in both of his eyes. That night was the last night of his warm conversation with Mother. And that very night her beloved mother was gone forever.

"Mother.." whispered Zen.

"Zen..are you crying?" a soft voice startled Zen who was drifting in his memories.

"A.e.no" Zen nervously threw his gaze out the tightly shut car window.

The beautiful girl next to him fixed her seat and tidied up her long black hair.

"Why not wake me up, Zen?. Did you wait for me to sleep for a long time?, was I delirious when I slept earlier?" the girl panicked and looked red.

Zen was anxious to see it. What am I doing Almira.whispers in my heart full of silly plans.

"First I pity to see you sound. Maybe you're tired of never seeing the outside world. Second I sincerely wait for you because I have benefited a lot from it" Zen chuckled at the face of Almira the woman he loved rounded his eyes and was shocked by Zen's words.

"A..ap.what are you doing to me" the beauty nodded with a suspicious look and without a smile.

"I said many advantages" said Zen lightly. And that made Almira look even more upset. His eyes were staring at Zen.

Zen laughed indifferently with Almira's fierce gaze.

"And third, you're a big delinquent"

Spontaneous Almira landed her hand pinching Zen's arm violently. Zen laughed happily. Pain but his heart was very happy with Almira's touch. Zen caught Almira's soft hand and looked at her with a happy look.

"Why do I imagine we are like a husband and wife who are friendly yaa.you are sulking at your husband" said Zen naughty and teasing.

Almira is getting upset. His face was blushing. Ahhhhh.I know she also keeps love for me. Inner Zen is happy.

"Suami rancid. Sok tau" Almira pulled her hand and opened the car door and closed it hard.

Zen lowered his glass. How beautiful and adorable Almira was in her eyes. The perfect woman...Zen sighed.

"Good break, My wife. Your husband will be home late" shouted Zen making Almira look more and more glaring at him and went straight into the house without saying anything.

Zen laughed happily.

And Zen's laughter was immediately restrained as the next-door neighbor of Almira's house stared at him question markingly.

Zen smiled and ran his car.

His love will not be in vain in his faithfulness and struggle during these 6 years. Getting married at the age of 18 is not bad. Wouldn't that be better than falling into disobedience in today's world?

Zen smiled with confidence and prayer.

Father.whispers in the heart. Talking to his father is the best. Zenpun whistled happily as he drove back to his house to meet his beloved Father.