Ambiguity Between Us

Twenty

Nayra, sitting on a large, clean rock, looked at the noisy water with her aum. Azki approached Nayra, sitting on the stone.

"Nayra, come here often?"Ask Azki.

Nayra opened the veil that covered her face, then looked towards Azki and smiled revealing her shaggy teeth and dimples.

"a few times" the nayra stopped

"Not everyone can take Nay up" he continued.

"Ustadz, don't worry. Here, there is rarely anything going up" Nayra said when she saw Azki's worried face.

"it's really good to take care of yourself" Azki said.

Nayra smile.

Azki splashed down on the stone column, which was filled with slightly green water in the middle, but still laugh at the rocks in the shallow pool line and show the fish children who run because of the work of the man . Cold water, refreshing his body that has long been silent in educating santri. The clear water enters the skin, making the lansat pale but clean. Repeatedly he submerged himself in the water and appeared with a breath that felt relief.

Nayra got down from her seat. Approaching the edge of the pool whose water has burst down the rocks on the slope. Raise her pants behind her skirt to her knees. Then he dipped both of his legs. Coldness of the feet in the water, such as flowing to the head.

"Disinan alone can be self-dissolving"batin Nayra

Azki approaches Nayra, though remains underwater in full dress.

"How does it feel" asked Nayra when Azki had gotten close to him.

"This is how you enjoy the world?" azki said satisfied.

"The late mother always said, as women we can't show too much of our disrespect to the world. Then that's the importance of hiding and hiding to keep looking polite" Nayra said with a smile.

"owhhhhhhhhh. That disrespectful shirt, that's the irreverence that the world should hide?" goda Azki, splashing a little water on Nayra.

Nayra smiled shyly, remembering that impolite dress that Azki meant.

"But, ustadz. When I was in school and at my father's house, I also kept my politeness" Bela Nayra.

"yes, I believe. You quite have a good name in the pesantren, as well as the favorite child of Ustadz Rahman" said Azki.

Nayra did not want to continue her conversation, took a bottle of water from the small backpack she had carried from home, and drank it. He held the bottle beside him, which he then took azki.

"Our down? it looks like Ustadz is cold" said Nayra as she moved

"Come, soon you will also be sublime" Azki replied.

Azki first stepped out of the view of the 3rd floor waterfall, wading through puddles of water torn by rocks, stepping foot to feel the rock that can be stepped because of slippery. Nayra walked following Azki's steps carefully. Not infrequently he called Azki to be held because he was worried about falling. The route is a little steep if to go down plus a little slippery.

Until they got to the ground level, some of the men looked towards Nayra. However, the woman who was seen chose not to pay attention to the sharp views of some men who were the same age as Nayra. Azki, a little upset. Even holding Nayra's hand. Nayra was surprised, then looked around. He knew that the man was jealous. He smiled behind his veil.

***

"Nay" call Azki

Nayra who was sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall, looked towards Azki.

Azki shows Nayra's phone screen to the owner. Nayra saw on the screen of the phone the contents of a conversation with someone. Nayra approached Azki who was lying down, then lay face to face the man for a while and moved to look at the plain white house.

"You want to tell me?"nayra.

"but, until now. God willing, I am still taking care of myself. Ustadz, don't worry too much" he smiled.

Nayra moved both feet up to Azki's feet.

"Ustadz hanif is like that, it seems. Especially when he was getting married. He called and sent wa to nay. Nay ladeni was like that. For the nay at that time, all the training for him ngehadepin a woman only. indeed the language is like that, sounds inappropriate for an ustadz, but yes it is ustadz also human. The important thing is that he knows how to limit himself" Nasyra explained. This time Nayra was playing Azki's hands and fingers. A hand that is larger when compared to its hand, has a thick and rough surface.

Azki pulled her hand from Nayra's hand, lying on her side facing the woman.

"Nay ever liked ustadz hanif?"tanyanya fast.

Nayra smiled, looking to the left. So, faced with azki's face.

"Nay was amazed by her. Pinter. pretty good" said nay.

Then he shut up. But still with his smile.

Azki's face changed instantly.