Ambiguity Between Us
25Good intentions
"assalamualaikum" is shown on the nayra phone screen.
The message came in about 4 hours ago. While the new nayra realized because that day he was too busy with the exam in MTs and had to help manage the problem of data input as the main server.
The message was from ustazah aisyah, wife of ustadz hanif.
"Waalaikumus greetings. Ustazah how are you?" reply nayra with a bit of stale base in the middle of his concern for the server that repeatedly can not connect to the client.
"alhamdulillahop. Nay, busy?" reply aisyah again.
"Little ustazah" reply nay Brief. Because he was talking to some of the teachers in the room. Not infrequently have to leave the seat to see the irregularities that exist on the laptop of another teacher.
After answering the aisyah nayra message, leave the phone still open with the chat.
"i say fia chat only, if so" reply aisyah
"Bismillah. Nay, actually we were well-intentioned, to ask nay into our little family. Me and ustadz hanif.is nay willing. If nay is willing we'll come to nayra's house next week for nazor (see face)" the message is printed on the nayra's phone screen.
The message was read by Nayra. However, it is only open. Nayra hasn't read.
Before long he took the phone, and at a glance saw the contents of the chat aisyah to him. because it was still too busy downstream back and forth nayra just replied to the message was short.
"he please" he replied. Then close the chat in whatsapp, and return to see the client's laptop is problematic. Nayra is not a communications scholar. However, due to the job demands caused by the lack of manpower, he had to help and learn a lot.
Nayra was still busy with her work facing the laptop, repeatedly taking a drink from the gallon of water that was in the back of the room. Repeatedly changing the sitting position.
Nayra returned home with the server still turned on. While opening the whatsapp chat he was worried there was a problem with the data as well as a server network problem. Still continue to struggle with new student data that turns out to have errors in data input. It is right for the inclusion of the grades of the subjects he teaches just waiting for the final score during the exam alone.
Some days he has to be overtime for that problem. Very rarely care about private chat, unless someone immediately calls. Chat azki was only occasionally he replied, especially azki was busy with pesantren business.
Nayra, who was already very exhausted by her work, threw herself into the bed. The laptop is still on. His phone was on his desk. And he fell asleep.
Azki calls nayra, but has not been picked up by nayra several times. Last call not connected.
Hanif and some other ustadz, paying attention to Azki's behavior. Who was suddenly agitated and looked like he was calling someone who had not been picked up.
"there's no other way, I have to go there" he thought.
"kenape fidget ki?"ask an ustadz to azki.
"it's nothing, ustadz" he said, taking the phone out of his hand.
After all the activities of the cottage I finished at exactly 10:30 p.m. Room lights have to be turned off leaving some lights in the corridors.
"Sir Yan, ana is sleeping outside tonight. Later after the morning prayer before the sabak (received a new memorization deposit), God willing ana will return" said azki to one of the pesantren administrators. He was a few years older than her. And have a family.
"to the temen house sir" replied azki.
"Ana doesn't know, there's a problem with what antum is out there. But, ana hopes antum can quickly solve the antum problem. And may the trust that more and more antum emban of ustadz rahman be facilitated by God" said the man.
After a small talk of Azki leaving the cottage, he rode a motorcycle through the cold and dark of the night.
Azki arrived in front of the tightly shut wooden door. Seen from outside the cost, the living room lights of the house have been turned off indicating the owner is asleep.
"Tok-tok-tok"Azki's elan hit that door. Because it's too late to knock on people's doors. Especially where nayra lives is housing that people who work during the day and rest at night.
Nayra who felt exhausted, heard the sound of the door being knocked. Trying to listen carefully, but the ketokan no longer sound. Curious, the nayra wakes up in nightgown, and uses a blanket to cover her body. He came out of the room towards the living room.
Azki continues to knock on the door, choosing to enter using the key he has.
Nayra who knows who comes at night. Removing the blanket covering his head, waiting for the man to turn around.
"allahu akbar" said azki surprised, when he saw the nayra was standing next to the wall with long hair.
"why is coming?"nayra said, with a sound of waking up.
Although Azki's face turned strange
"gk can?"azki answered by asking back
"yes weird"nay short
"wants to make something?"even with a lazy voice, waking up.
"can I make coffee yes" said azki smiling
Azki went into the room, turned on the room lights. Piles of paper were slightly scattered on the table with a few small pieces of paper attached to the walls of the room. Laptop is open. The phone under the table is close to the charger but not connected.
"it's very busy until the husband in cuekin" said azki slowly.
"honey" call azki, while walking to meet the nayra in the kitchen
"why?"nay looked towards azki
Azki brought her face closer to the nayra, when it was so close and the nayra did not keep her face away from the azki. Azki smiling.
"remember, if you already have a husband" said Azki, and kissed the woman's lips
