
It's getting late. The beach is getting more beautiful. At the end of the sky began to turn red. Annisa doesn't want to move, like yesterday afternoon. He wanted to enjoy the afternoon view before the magrib there. Enjoy the beautiful nature when you want to change the night.
"Bang, let's just go home again." Annisa. With a spoiled voice he held Rafka's shoulder.
There is still Maya who is always ready to pay attention to the behavior of both.
"I'm up to you, baby. But ask Fikar first. Does he mind?" Rafka turned her face towards Fikar. Seeking answers from him.
"It's up to Miss Annisa." Answer Fikar.
But it doesn't seem to be with Ainun and Rani. They seem to want to go back to their homes soon.
"Mba, Mom. Sorry, Ainun and Rani say goodbye to going home first. It's not good with Mom and Dad at home." Ainun.
"Yes, you guys go first. Oya Fikar, please get between Ainun and Rani huh." Annisa turned towards Fikar. But when Fikar wanted to immediately stand on the white sand Ainun interjected.
"No need Mas, Ainun and Rani can go home together. Anyway our house is close from here." Said Ainun," Yuk, Ran "Take her while reaching for Rani's hand beside her.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Say both of them before leaving the place.
"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Annisa, Rafka, and also Fikar simultaneously. Maya smiles at their departure.
"Hmm, they're finally gone. At least now I can sit close to Fikar. In order not to be too careless to see Rafka and Annisa who are getting friendly in front of me.
He then shifted his place. Who originally sat on a worn wooden hunk, now docked between Fikar and Rafka. He sat in the middle of them, on the white sand that adorned the beach.
"O Lord May, you must approach me. To make yourself low.
Rafka looked at Maya with a cynical look. It seems that he does not like it when Maya sits next to him. Then he brought his body closer to Annisa. Hugging her waist to make Maya's face reddened to see her intimacy.
"How much you Mas. Even when I was willing to lower myself by changing my sitting position between you and Fikar. You can make such a mess in front of me.
Maya finally turned her face because she could not bear to see their affection. Now he tries to talk to Fikar.
"Hi Fikar," She said.
"Yes Maya, what's wrong?" Ask Fikar.
"There is no. I just want to have a little chat with you." Maya says as she develops her smile.
"Oh, please." Fikar also returned Maya's smile.
"When have you been here?" Ask Maya.
"Oh, two years since I graduated High School I moved here. Well because I couldn't afford the tuition fees back then. So I decided to go home to my parents' hometown." Fikar.
"Oh, what a pity. You are a pretty smart student at school. Oya, why don't you find a job in S town." Maya again asked a question.
"It was hard to get a job there. Even if there is a salary that is only enough to eat everyday. It also has not been calculated by the cost of transportation when going there." Fikar.
"Oh, that's it. It's a pity when you had time to go to college" said Maya.
"Oh. so that's it. Oya, you have graduated from college, why not get an office job. Why do you prefer to be a tour guide like this." Maya now looked at Fikar from the side.
"Because I love my job. I'm comfortable doing this job, where I can take other people to a place they've never been before. Especially if those people feel happy with their partners while enjoying the natural beauty that is as present as it is today. I'm also happy because of him." Fikar said at length. At this time he also glanced at Annisa and Rafka who looked so enjoy the natural scenery of the twilight. Obviously happiness is so implied between the two, so that makes Fikar who is there smile at his sight.
***
It's getting dark. Adzan magrib has finished reverberating. Annisa, Rafka and Fikar hurriedly left from there. While Maya was ready to go home first to her cousin Feri's Villa. Actually, he was not willing to leave Annisa and Rafka without his supervision. But he had obtained Fikar's mobile number during the conversation. So it will be easy for him to ask their address later and also the destination will go where they are the next day.
Arriving at the villa.
"Sir, Miss, I went first to my room." Said Fikar while smiling.
"Yes Fikar, thank you for accompanying us on a walk around the village this afternoon." Reply Annisa.
"Yes, thank you." Rafka.
"Yes together, after all this has been my duty to serve Master and Miss during this time." Fikar.
"Yes, yeah, there the hunt comes in. Salad magrib do not miss, "Timpal Annisa.
"Yes, let's go." Take Rafka and pull Annisa's hand from there.
Fikar went into his room. While Annisa and Rafka walk towards her room. I don't know why suddenly Rafka's face looks upset. So that makes Annisa confused because of her.
Arriving in the room.
"Bang, why did you pull Nisa's hand so rough!" Annisa protested while holding her left wrist that looked flushed.
"There go clean your body. Magrib's time is not long," he said without answering Annisa's question.
Annisa then walked towards the bathroom.
"What's wrong with Brother, before he looked ordinary. But after Fikar entered his room, his face immediately looked annoyed like that.
Now he started to turn on the shower and stood under it. After cleaning her body, Annisa then returned to the room wearing her towel.
He walked into the room. Seen there Rafka sat on the sofa while playing her phone. When he saw Annisa who had entered the room and walked towards the bathroom. Without waiting again Rafka immediately went into the bathroom and cleaned his body there.
A few minutes later.
After he finished cleaning his body, he immediately came out of there and went back into the room.
It looks like Annisa has put on her mukena and is sitting waiting on the bed. Rafka is now walking closer to the closet to pick up her clothes.
"Bang, here's Nisa's shirt ready." Gentle Annisa.
Without answering a word from Annisa. He took his clothes and put them on. After she finished wearing her clothes and gloves. Rafka then stood on a prayer mat that had previously been stretched by Annisa. Then now they are back to perform congregational prayers.