Ambiguity Between Us
Tiga
Nayra picked up a snack she had bought while at the hotel. A big bag of chips landed right on his lap.
"Ustadz, will?" Asked Nayra, while thrusting the packet of chips towards Azki.
Azki immediately pulled the packet of chips and ate it.
"ustadz, don't take all. Kan Nay still mauuu" protested Nayra, because his chips were not also returned by Azki.
"kiraiin, I don't want to" he said casually, who immediately got a strange look from Nayra.
"i'd like to pull the veil, to see the expression on his pouting face" Inner Azki.
He thrust the packet of chips towards Nay.
"Let me just hold it" Azki said, feeling Nay pull the packet.
Shamefully Nayra picked up the chips that were in Azki's hands.
The ship continued to sail through the blue sea, sometimes passing through the strait to stop at small piers one by one. Passengers descend while chatting with their respective languages, leaving the impression of difference but the magnitude of tolerance and understanding.not infrequently the sound of laughter adorns the chatter that is only a moment for the first meeting or who have known for a long time. All of it was disguised, which looked and sounded like they were brothers who had long gone and met again. Friendly no longer.
The ship began to enter the river fenced in mangrove trees, occasionally seen near the village with a stilt house on the shore. A row of yellow houses neatly arranged, the houses are houses of the sea tribe. Those who used to live in small canyons or small boats with small sails have begun to learn to settle on an island, community with the surrounding community.
Until the ship docked to a permanent dock. Opposite it is seen a row of mangroves that cover daik mountain and mountain sepincan, but the mountains still show off their beauty at the top sometimes covered in bright clouds.
Passengers started to stand up and step outside, Nayra and Azki were still sitting in her seats. When all the passengers had boarded the dock, they both left. Nayra walked first and Azki followed behind him.
Suddenly Nayra stopped, Azki stopped. Nayra turned to face the man.
"ustad, Nay does not want to be married to the villagers because of our close relationship" this time Nayra reminded Azki.
"we've agreed on that, Nay" Azki smiled looking at Nayra calmly.
"All right, let's go up" said Nayra
"is it so scary to marry a villager to me" thought Azki who left a smile on her face.
Nayra walked while holding a small backpack in her bag and followed Azki beside her but spaced away. That day there were no 1 ojek in the harbor, they were forced to walk on the bridge with the hot sun at 2 pm, passing residents' houses, hotels, restaurants, clothing stores, gold shops, etc, the food stalls were all standing on the river. Wooden ships, small ships, freight ships, fiber ships and canoes, tied beside the bridge. They passed through an arch bridge that connects one bridge with the other bridge.
Azki stopped in the middle of the arch bridge, looking right at the blue mountain and looming in the green water submerged many mangrove leaves. On the other side there is an arch bridge just like where he went to connect the same two bridges.
Azki, who heard his name called, walked towards Nayra, who was at the end of the arch bridge.
From a distance a man waved at Nayra. He returned the wave while raising his two fingers. The man was a motorcycle taxi driver, and Nayra gave a code that he needed 2 ojek.
The man hinted at the word okay with his finger.
Before long, two taxi drivers approached them.
"To home ye, Bah" said Nayra, complete with a thick Malay dialect of the archipelago. Bah is a call for malay men.
"Abserve this juge?" ask the man in front of Azki. Trying to change his language, but still with a dialect at his service.
"iye, Bah" said Nayra briefly.
Nayra started riding with the bike he was riding, as well as Azki.
They passed through the housing of the majority Buddhist and Christian population, passed the catholic church, and protestant, then the monastery which was on a hill, not far from there was a mosque. Then, there are the Chinese graves located on the edge of the hill.
Their eyes moved in the direction they were heading. House residents on the edge of the beach, mangroves and coconut trees bordering the streets of the village.
Azki enjoyed every sight she could still touch with her eyes.
"Abang, nay, ye candidates" the taxi driver suddenly chirped at Azki
"I'm Nayra's coworker, Bang. The owner of the lodge was quite close to Nayra's father, so me and her father Nayra started to be friends because of that relationship" Azki explained.
However, the explanation does not eliminate the presumption of the Malay community who are too curious.
"friend ye" said the taxi driver repeated Azki's speech.
The motor stopped in front of the stage house, in front of which there was a small grocery store and a clothing store that was also small. An aging man sat in front of the shop.
Azki's heart is beating, though,
"Bismillah" His Inner
