love in the wound
Chapter 14

Shortly in silence and almost in despair. The young man who had helped park the motor came to me.

"Find the brother, Ma'am?" tanya was familiar while putting on a smile.

I just nodded because to me he was just a stranger.

"So his brother left in a hurry, let me drive ya," he bargained later. His voice sounded so soft.

"No need, Mom," I replied slowly. "Maybe Bang Gino has a little business."

The young man nodded back.

"Well, if that's it. May contact?" The young man extended his hand.

"I'm Naima" I replied briefly without welcoming him.

"Oh, what a beautiful name," he praised as he pulled his hand to his head and scratched it for a while. I don't know if it's itchy or just not feeling good about my rejection.

"Sir, if you want to know my name, call me Nugi. Who likes to send messages through WA is also me," he said frankly.

I glanced at him a little. I like honesty the most. I felt a sense of admiration for him. He is also handsome, and certainly very friendly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't reply" I replied indifferently. It's tired of meeting the guy who always puts on a good-ass face to me as I thought later.

"Yes, Mother. But can we be friends?" her question again shamelessly made me frown a little at staring at her.

"No problem, yes. I'll take care of it!" I told him as an excuse to avoid.

"Don't Ma'am!" Mas Nugi held my arm until I turned towards him.

"Why, Mas?" I asked while slowly taking off his hand.

I don't know, if what he said is true. Honestly, if a month ago it meant I was still working in the city.

"Yes, Nai. Just like Mas Nugi, if you want to go too far. Danger alone?" someone who knows me but not me.

Suddenly I got goosebumps, what if that fateful thing happened to me. I can't imagine how horrible that is.

I wanted to cry to curse Bang Gino who had the heart to leave me in that place but I was ashamed of the people there so I held it as best I could not get out of my eyeballs.

"Where, Nai? you want to, right? don't be afraid, I won't say anything to you. I promise."

Mas Nugi convinced me so much that I finally received his kindness.

On the way home we kept quiet, there was an awkward feeling hanging in my heart. This is the first time I've ever had a conversation with a man who wasn't from my makhromn.

"Nai, what's her favorite?" Tanya Mas Nugi opened the conversation.

"You mean?" I'm starting to chim in.

"I mean, Nai's day-to-day activities?" obviously accompanied by a joke.

"It's just a small business, Mas. After that, teach the neighbor's son. But yes, it will only start later in the afternoon to fill the useful time in the month of Ramadan. Alhamdulilah, is about a tenth of children who entrusted his parents to me," I replied at length.

"Well, nice dong. Means Nai is Sholehah's future wife."

I don't know the direction he's saying. But what can be learned from his words is that there are two possibilities. Between praising me or even teasing me.

"It's customary, Mom. I'm not yet proficient in religious sciences" I said humbly because that's the truth and it's really still a long way off for women who only teach EBTA.

"Don't do it, Nai. No matter how little science we have if we share to others it is already very extraordinary," said Mas Nugi at the end of our chat.