Ambiguity Between Us

Nine

He went straight into the room, then faced the mirror attached to the wall of the room, using his night cream, covered with thin powder and lipstick in line with his lips, using lotion on his legs and hands, then spray a little perfume on his shirt and neck.

Nayra felt a strange feeling, but chose not to change her feelings. But the feeling is getting stronger. He felt that someone was looking at him. Intrigued by his feelings, he turned his back to look at the mattress on the floor right behind him.

Azki who was surprised by the arrival of Nayra was wearing such clothes in front of her, could only be silent. He wanted to make sure whether it was Nayra or not, but he was too embarrassed to call the short-faced woman. He chose to look the other way, but still his eyes wanted to look at the impolite woman.

"does he intend to tease me" Azki thought

Nayra who had just noticed Azki's presence immediately blurred out from her room with confusion and embarrassment, her face flushed red. He did not know that Azki was coming so he only dressed as usual.

In the long run a green parka jacket bottle that is slightly large to cover his small body, but he did not get subordinates to cover the legs. The jacket could only cover the limits of her shorts, but not her legs.

"Nay" Call Azki slowly, taking the initiative to start the conversation amid the awkward situation

"yes" he answered quietly behind the wall of his room.

"Ustadz, why don't you say you want to come" continued Nayra

"yes, you why pack that cake" Azki replied understanding Nayra's surprised intentions.

"yes, this is indeed a shirt if Nay is again in the room" said Nayra slowly

Azki is confused about what to express, obviously he wants to smile at Nayra like that.

"Ustadz, what's coming?"nayra said she was still hiding behind the wall.

"You take a Saturday night" Azki answered briefly in a lying position but facing the window.

"Ustadz, can close the eyes gk. Nay wants to take Nay's clothes in the basket next to the mattress" Nayra slowly. He was still very embarrassed by the clothes he was wearing.

"yes" Azki quietly.

Nayra peeked out from behind the curtains of her room.

"iyaaaaa" answered azki briefly.

Nayra slowly went into the room with a parka jacket to cover her short clothes, but she looked like she was only wearing a jacket without subordinates.

Then he circled the bed, heading to his basket. Which is automatic, making Nayra turn her back on Azki.

Azki tries to defend herself to stay out of sight towards Nayra. However, defeated with his wits.

He saw Nayra using a skirt to cover her legs, and using a headscarf with wet hair, and still using a parka jacket.

"It's your clothes like it keeps going, it's me who won't be okay" Azki said, looking towards Nayra.

Nayra turned towards him.

"Yes. Ustadz. Gk close the catcher?" Nayra was a little upset

"Close really" said Azki trying to be reasonable, but his heart was quite racing in fact.

Nayra, who had been wearing closed clothes even without a veil, sat next to the mattress where Azki was lying.

"Finished the magrib prayer we go" This time he shifted towards Nayra, then lay his head on Nayra's thigh. His face was facing towards Nayra's belly with his hands hugging Nayra's waist.

"Ustadz Rahman tau, Ustadz out" asked Nayra while toying with Azki's slightly long hair.

"Look. I said I want to go to the house" he said in an indistinct voice, because he still hugged Nayra.

"What do you really want to do?" Tanya Nayra, in her motion slowly Azki's face so that it faces towards her

"yes. I'm not okay because of you" Azki replied slowly, then changed her position, facing Nayra's stomach and hugging Nayra's waist tightly.

"Ustaaadz" said Nayra softly, loosening Azki's embrace on her waist because of her carelessness. However, Azki was getting tighter and tighter hugging him. Hard to keep his father amused, finally he let Azki continue in his position.