The Love Ship Ayana

Meet the First Night

They arrived at Andini's aunt's house almost before maghrib. Aunt Andini asked Aya to clean up first new congregational prayers at the Musholla house. It just so happens that Aya always carries a change of clothes in her car.

"You just clean yourself up in this room. The guest room was again renovated, while Lala's room seemed to be unusable now because it was long unused. The guy is in college in Korea." Of course this is just the common sense of Aunt Andini. He just wanted to start the action to bring Arga and Aya closer even though it was just an acquaintance with his room. But he would be so happy if Arga could come home tonight.

Aya nodded, "yes aunt, where you can."

Entering the room, Aya realized that the room must be a man. A masculine scent was oozing in his sense of smell. He was quite interested in one side of the room which is fully a bookcase, then on the other side it looks attached to many pictures of ship design and pictures of buildings on the sea, and on the other side it looks like, Aya did not know his name but what he knew was a place to take oil and gas under the sea. In the corner between the two sides, a work desk with a computer monitor that is large enough on it and also a laptop. Large screen TV hanging on the wall, Aya estimate that the TV was over 50 inches in size. On the side of the table was a trash can filled with rolls of ivory white paper of various sizes, some looked quite large and medium, there were also small scrolls.

Not wanting to disturb the privacy of the owner of the room, Aya immediately went into the bathroom to clean himself. 20 minutes later he was done, earlier he forgot to bring his clothes in, instead of coming in, so he came out just going out using the little towel that's in this bathroom.

Actually he did not want to wear the towel, but his clothes had already been hit by water because he was not careful to keep his clothes on the hangers behind the door. While the towel he had taken in the car was just enough to wipe his body from the bath water.

Arga who had just returned from outside the city hurried to his room because the adzan maghrib was already reverberating. When Arga had closed the door to her room, Arga rounded her eyes, tense. Aye! How can a sexy woman get out of her bathroom.

"Astaghfirullah." Arga quickly flipped his body back to Alya's woman.

Aya who turned her back to the room door turned around because she heard a voice. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." She was hysterical and ran back to the bathroom. How surprised he is. The sound of Adhan loud enough to make him not hear the sound of the door being opened. His heart is racing. Body shaking. Between shame and fear being one.

Andini's mother who heard Aya's cry immediately rushed to Arga's room. He found his son standing at the door of his room. "What's up, Ga? Why is Aya screaming?"

Arga looked at mother cengo, "that's Aya, ma'am?" Arga rubbed his face rough then walked quickly downstairs.

Without answering her son's question, Andini's mother walked into the room knocking on the bathroom door. "Yes... Are you okay, son? This is auntie, open the door. Sorry, aunty does not know that Arga will be home today because after aunty she is still out of town, but she said that tomorrow just returned." Andini's mother tried to explain that Aya did not blame Arga.

For a moment Aya did not respond. He was still trying to catch his breath. Aya opened the bathroom door a little, "aunty, please. Aya's change of clothes on the bed."

Andini's mother now understood what happened between Arga and Aya. "this, aunt wait well below." After giving clothes to Aya, Andini's mother came out of the room and waited for Aya in Musholla downstairs.

Aya went down to Musholla, still from the stairs she could see there was Arga there who would also pray. Aya tried to calm herself down, although she felt nervous, embarrassed and also scared but she still stepped closer without looking at Arga.

They finally prayed Maghrib with Arga serving as priest because Hutama's father had just arrived home when they were praying.

Honestly, Aya was stunned to hear the Arga prayer reading which he thought was quite melodious considering Arga's good looking appearance, living in a big city usually men like Arga will not be far from beautiful women, alcohol and nightclub. It's a big city, you know how it goes.

After the prayer, Aya looked confused to see the greeting-page scene of fellow worshippers. There is already Hutama's father who participated in prayers later and also 2 art people. In order to maintain politeness, Aya also kissed Arga's hand, precisely sticking his eel in Arga's hand.

"MasyaaAllah.want to kiss your forehead deck" cried Arga in his heart.

They both misbehaved.

"About the incident," Andini's mother opened her voice. "Tante's sorry, baby, Arga doesn't know you're in his room. My aunt doesn't know she's home either. But if you object, aunt will hold Arga responsible." Andini's mother went fishing Aya. In fact, he did not know that his son was coming home today.

Aya flirting, "no aunt papa, no need. Aya is also wrong here." This time Aya really could not hide her nervousness. His hand squeezed the edge of the face he was still wearing, bowing. Cold sweat soaked his body even though the AC temperature in the room was quite low.

Om Hutama seemed confused, he did not understand what his wife was talking about. "what responsibility?" ask in the heart. But he refrained from asking, let him ask his wife an explanation later.

While Arga can only be silent and continue to look down. He did not have enough courage to let out his voice. Speechless! The person who disturbed his mind even made him curious half of life was already in front of him, but he was even welcomed by unexpected events like this. Either this is a blessing or a test.

"but.. sure you're really okay? hmm?" asked Andini's mother again grabbed Aya's two hands and held her tightly.

Aya raised her face looking into the eyes of the beautiful woman her mother's best friend. "yes aunt, Aya does not papa." he replied firmly. Andini's mother took Aya into her arms.

"Ok, auntie believe. But, auntie hope this incident does not make you stay away from aunt. Auntie doesn't want to lose you again." They back to her embrace.

Realizing Aya's discomfort, Andini's mother then takes Aya to the kitchen to prepare dinner so that Aya's attention is distracted.