
"Nay" call Azki, asking for an answer from the man
However, Nayra seemed hesitant to answer.
"Nay, don't know where to tell. Either our judgment was wrong, or the reality was like that" Nayra's words stopped with a clear doubt on her face.
Azki was still silent, hearing Nayra's words
"2 days later, Nay hopes to get more information" said Nayra, but did not answer Azki's curiosity.
"it's okay if you don't want to tell a story. If later Nay needs help, don't be ashamed to say" break up azki. However, Azki understood, even though he had become part of the Nayra family, but the Nayra family's problems must have been a barrier with him.
"Thank you"Nayra answered briefly, there was a sense of disdain for her because she still kept it a secret with azki.
"when do you want to go back there?"azki asked, the ice disappeared between the two.
"May Allah ease everything, be fair for everything" Azki said with anxiety.
After being with the woman who has now become his wife in almost 1 year, Azki realized it was difficult for Nayra to position herself, after years of being used to being an independent girl. In fact, after marriage Nayra is still required to be independent, because the relationship has not been inaugurated.
Nayra rode on her motorcycle, as usual Nayra wore a long jacket that covered almost two-thirds of her body, and neatly tied white sneaker shoes.
Nayra had asked the madrasah chief for permission, and of course. She really wished that the 2 days she had, was enough to get a lot of information that looked like something was hidden by her brother.
The vast forest, in front of the scenery of the hills that would not be defeated by the towering mountains, exposed the flow of water from a distance. Trying to refresh Nayra with the fresh air, makes Nayra more relieved, although it does not reduce the burden on her mind.