Ambiguity Between Us
Lima
Nayra chooses not to join Father and Azki, but with her brother at a grocery store.
Allahu akbar, allahu akbar
Adzan's voice is resounding. Pak Bahar went into the house to change his clothes for congregational prayers at the Mosque. Nayra approached Azki who was sitting alone waiting for her father.
"Ustadz, later after the ashar prayer go home?" nayra asked quietly beside the door.
"yes. Nay, just stay here" Azki said, looking at Nayra
"Sorry, Nay can't go there" Nayra said.
"Gk papa, Nay" Azki smiled at him.
Pak Bahar is ready with clothes for prayer, Azki said goodbye to Nayra and Naya.
The two men walked together, Azki while carrying his backpack.When he arrived at the mosque At-Taqwa green-white, he put his bag and then perform Tahyatul mosque prayers, he said, felt there was still time for qobliyah prayer (before) ashar he continued and qobliyah prayer (before) ashar.
After he finished carrying out both prayers, iqomat was sounded.
"Ustadz, mari" said a person who recognized Azki as an ustadz who had prayed at the mosque, while allowing him to become an imam of ashar prayer that day.
At first he refused, but finally he could not force himself to continue rejecting the requests of these people.
سوُّوا صُفُوفَكُمْ فَإِنَّ تَسْوِيَةَ الصَفِّ مِنْ تَماَمِ الصَّلَاةِ
he paused for a moment, and looked towards the body.
"Allahu akbar" Azki bertaqbir's voice imitated prayer, which was then followed by the makmum
"Allahu akbar" bertaqbir's voice
***
"Sir, I beg your permission to go home" said Azki, after a long time they chatted almost 5 pm while waiting for an invitation from the boarding school.
"Be careful" he went home, said Mr. Bahar, to Azki and a santri who picked him up.
"Ustadz" calls the santri Azki's hoot behind the sound of a speeding motor.
"yes" Azki brief
"Ustadz, what happened to kuit? ta'aruf same Ustazh Nayra huh?" the santri asked him.
Santri is a pure santri who is quite close to Azki, because since Azki taught in the cottage the boy who continues to help Azki in many ways.
"Take my wife home" he said.
that made them both laugh.
"ustadz, this is all there is" replied the santri.
After a 1-hour journey without a red light and traffic jam they reached Pondok Pesantren Mukhlasin.
The boarding house is only 2 years old, still under construction. Some buildings are permanent but some buildings are still made of planks.
Seen many santri in the middle of the field fill the afternoon with exercise, utilizing a field that is not so broad in the middle of the cottage buildings. Not far from there a man of little stature using ordinary clothes was mowing the grass using a lawn machine. Seeing Azki coming he stopped his work. Azki came and shook hands with him.
"muchnye ki, get to the kuit" said the man, as he walked towards a wide road a meter in front of the building santri putri. He sat on the side of the road after releasing the sling of the lawn engine on his back.
"Take the wife, sir" said Azki briefly, showing a smile, but one that looked like a little laugh. Consider Azki's speech a joke as usual.
the man also laughed. The man is Ustadz Rahman, the owner of a boarding school and the foundation where Azki and Nayra work.
"If it is slow in the sermon later in the ki people's sermon" said Ustadz Rahman.
Repeatedly Ustadz Rahman and his fellow ustadz and ustazah friends said those things but always responded coldly by Azki.
"What else are we waiting for?" joking rahman sir
"Nothing awaited, sir" he replied briefly.
"Master Nayra is smart, passionate, honest, kind, submissive, not grandiose child. Want to find out how else?. Or can't forget the old story?" long Ustadz Rahman said to Azki, but his interlocutor just kept silent and smiled grinningly at him.
Long they stuck Azki's soul mate conversation, finally the two split up to do cottage activities. Ustadz Rahman returned to his home not far from the boarding house. Azki went to his room next to the office of asatidz and asatizah.
