Mahram To Azira
Chapters 19.5

"All right, let's go inside."

Kenzie takes Azira's hand and takes her inside the tent. Inside Azira's tent was once again made to gawk in shock. Because the year she saw on the tent tv-tv wasn't like this. There was no TV inside, no AC or private bathroom, and even more surprising was the bed. He did not expect that going camping can also be as luxurious and comfortable at home. In this place only one less, namely the kitchen.

"Mas Kenzie, this place is amazing. I've never seen anyone who goes camping will have such comfortable facilities. The rent's gonna be expensive?" Wonder Azira.

He stood blankly staring at the bed inside. It is very cold outside but when it comes inside, the temperature is very warm.

"Not expensive, the price is according to what we get. By the way almost all tents like this and deliberately designed this way so that we are comfortable going camping. Whether it's family gatherings or months of youth, this place is perfect." Kenzie had no intention of quoting the price.

Azira is still frugal. Though he had heard someone say like this that it is very easy to make a frugal person become wasteful but very difficult to make a wasteful person become frugal. But I don't know why Azira is not like that.

The weekly money he always loved was well spent and the rest saved. Azira never shopped for herself. Except last night he dared to buy clothes.

He admires his wife who is good at managing the finances of the house, but at the same time he also pity her. Because he hopes Azira can be free to use money, it does not mean being a wasteful person.

"What Kenzie said is true. Here's the stuff, let me take care of it." Azira put the things she was carrying on the carpet.

As she was about to sit on the carpet, Kenzie suddenly grabbed Azira's arm and pulled her down on the mattress. Azira is confused but quietly pulled by her husband.

"You don't have to work first. Let's rest. I noticed while on the bus, you woke up a lot." Kenzie said to prevent his wife from working first.

The path they walked on was not entirely smooth. Some are wavy and some are hollow. So you can imagine how uncomfortable people who are sick.

"I'm not papa, my mom. The work is also not heavy, just neatin doang." After being reminded by her husband, then she felt uncomfortable again.

His head was still dizzy and his stomach was still surging. Fortunately, he was able to take medicine on the bus so that his condition was not too severe.

"I knew. But rest first, yeah. It's also only 3 o'clock. The process can be postponed. Okay?" Press Kenzie to his wife.

Let alone Azira who was drunk on the way, he was not drunk to feel sore because most of the sitting. Moreover, half the journey was passed in an uncomfortable position, because he had to hug Azira who was sick.

"Before praying, mas." Azira's Reminders.

Kenzie smile. He rubbed the top of Azira's head dear. It's so sweet. Without him realizing his wife was no longer indifferent about religion.

"I will wake you when the time of the Ashar prayer comes. Not just you sleeping, but me too, baby. We're both tired, so take a little nap, huh?"

Seeing the tired face of her husband, Azira no longer refused. For a while she blamed herself who was insensitive to her husband's situation. By traveling that far her husband may not be tired.

"Okay, mum. Let's go to sleep." Azira went up to the bed with her husband.

The mattress is soft and clean. No weird smell. It smells of detergent. Probably recently replaced.

Azira lay on the right side while Kenzie on the left. As the two of them lay down, Kenzie reached out her hand pulling Azira into a hug and started to close her eyes. Actually, he's very tired. Otherwise, he couldn't have been so easy to fall asleep. Azira also noticed. Not until 5 minutes dropped her head on the pillow, the regular sound of her husband's breathing filled her hearing drum. Isolating the noisy voices of children who were playing outside as well as a song Nina Bobo lullaby for Azira.

A few minutes later, under the comfort provided by her husband, Azira immediately closed her eyes and followed her husband away to the dream world.

The day is traversed with some challenges, quite difficult and torturous, but coated by a sweet taste that Azira will never forget in her life.

The sweetness exceeds the honey water out there.

They both slept until 5pm. Kenzie saw the time was almost magrib so he hurriedly woke his wife up to perform the Ashar prayer immediately. It was to save time that Kenzie wanted to take a bath with his wife. But Azira balked because she knew the end result would be bad.

So under her husband's depressed expression, she went to take a bath first. After performing the prayer, the two of them sat down first to rest their minds. Kenzie himself has felt powerful again and much better than before.

"You're out now?" Kenzie.

"If so myself? Want to get out or not?" Ask back Azira.

Kenzie chuckles.

"Then after the magrib prayer. It's a pity that we're leaving now because we're about to enter the magrib prayer time."

Since her husband did not want to leave now, Azira complied.

"I followed Kenzie. While waiting for Maghrib time, I want to tidy up our stuff first."

Kenzie came to help.

"Together let's finish quickly."

Eventually the two of them worked together to tidy up their belongings. Not much and it doesn't take much time. They just need to move their clothes into the drawer and then watch the afternoon study until Maghrib time comes.

The first night at the top is passed without interesting things. Everyone is tired so spend more time in the tent than out. Eat only porridge because the stomach is still uncomfortable and the average person loses appetite.

A boring night is also passed by Kenzie and Azira. They do not have intercourse and spend more time sitting together looking at the beautiful lake from inside their tent. They talked about a few things. But Azira tells more about her life before marriage while Kenzie occasionally responds because she is not a talkative person.

They just stopped chatting when sleepy came back to Azira. It was still 9pm, a bit early from their usual bedtime. But since there were no other activities so Kenzie and Azira decided to go straight to sleep. Sharing a blanket under the same embrace. Azira fell asleep in a sweet and warm heart.

...******...

Early the next morning everyone had recovered and was back in spirits. Abah, Umi, Uncle, aunt, and other elders gather together after the dawn prayer for exercise. After the sport they went to the front of the pulpit that was built beside the lake for joint gymnastics. Every day the peak will hold gymnastics together in the morning. Both old and young mixed into one, acquaintance or not, no one cared. The morning was pleasant.

While the old men went gymnastics, those who were young gathered beside the tent. It just so happened that everyone's tent was close together. So they decided to cook in the middle of their tent group. The place is wide and shady. Shaded by a large tree, Azira did not know.

This morning she, Ayana, Sasa and Mona will make breakfast together. The breakfast they made was pretty simple. Enough fried rice and beef eggs, this dish is much simpler than making porridge or other menus.

Almost 8am, they all had breakfast together and then went back to relaxing in front of the tent. Some went around like Sasa and Mona, and some went back to sleep the next morning because they were still not satisfied to rest.

"Azira, drink."

Azira took a glass in her husband's hand. When she saw the glass, she glanced at her husband. Kenzie did not show any reaction. Flat.

Azira's heart and lungs seemed scratched at the attitude of her husband's 'plate.

"Drink this again. I can tell you, my mom, what's this drink?" Azira asked as she turned her gaze looked back at the drinking water inside the glass.

Besides, he's the only one drinking this on the table. Sasa has been drinking but rarely. Not what Azira did.

Kenzie replied calmly, "That's good for you." Still the same answer.

The answer was always that. Even asking Sasa the answer was still the same. They hide it. Azira is upset but how else, no one wants to explain. Even though he was upset, he drank this drink. Because he knew maybe this drink was good for him.

"Oh," Azira ber'oh ria.

After reading the bismillah, he started sipping his drink. His cheeks were a bit hot because Kenzie looked at him constantly. His intention was to get angry but not because Kenzie kept looking at him.

"Want a drink, mas?" Azira could not stand it.

Kenzie nodded innocently. Take the glass from Azira and drink it right on Azira's lips.

Azira was used to this. But no matter how ordinary he is, he still feels ashamed.

"Nob." Praise Kenzie.

Return the glass to Azira.

Azira wondered, "who did this, mas? Umi?"

Kenzie smiled faintly.

"It's my thing, it tastes good, doesn't it? I believe that my creation is not much different from Umi. And I think it's better because it's my thing, right?"

No, it's not, it's! Narcissistic kenzie again. Azira wants to laugh but this is her husband.

"Enak, but equally delicious with Umi-made. Oh yeah, when did Kenzie make it? Why don't I know?"

As if Kenzie and Fathir were chatting. He shouldn't have time to take care of little things like this. And Azira also doesn't remember her husband making this in the makeshift kitchen.

"When you are serving food. I happened to make this in the kitchen." Kenzie replied in a playful tone.

Azira did not see her husband while cooking. And she understood the reason why her husband made this drink without her knowledge. Of course it is because of this drink recipe. Umi says this is a hereditary recipe in the family. One day when she has a daughter, this recipe will naturally change hands with her.

"Oh. Kenzie wants another drink?" Her husband's eyes were like torches, very hard to ignore.

Kenzie extended his hand asking. Azira was astonished by her husband's attitude. He gave me the glass. The drink in it was only a little left and was instantly spent by Kenzie.

Azira blushed again when she saw her husband drinking on his lips again. It's very embarrassing but Azira likes it.

"Alhamdulillah..."

Azira was curious.

"Why didn't Kenzie make two glasses if he liked to drink this?"

Kenzie tilted his head as if he did not understand.

"Why? Don't you like drinking a glass with me?" His tone was not happy.

Azira immediately shook her head in denial.

"No, mas. I'm really happy. But I noticed that Kenzie mas like to drink this so want to not want me to wonder why Kenzie mas do not make 2 glasses just let Kenzie mas drink it satisfied." Azira hurriedly explained.

Kenzie grunting.

"I like it because I drink from your glass." Kenzie replied in a small voice.

It was a pity that Azira could not hear him clearly. It's so noisily outside. The sounds of the children playing and the people gathered outside were very clear here. Azira felt overwhelmed by the bustling atmosphere here.

"Mas Kenzie said was it me?"

Kenzie smiled faintly.

"No, I didn't say anything."

Azira was sure her husband had said something to her.

"Mas Kenzie is talking about me!" Azira.

Kenzie laughed.

"Then next time if you want to know. Do you want to go out for a walk?" Kenzie shifted the subject.

After breakfast, Sasa and Mona take Azira for a walk outside. But Kenzie forbids it because he still wants to be alone with his wife.

Just be right. He came here for his honeymoon with his wife. His wife will spend more time with him.

And for some reason, he suddenly regretted bringing the two men here. Because Sasa and Mona are quite ambitious to kidnap his wife away.

"You know, I'm really curious about the view here."

Azira answered quickly. He was leaving, but because Kenzie forbade him to.

"Well, change your hijab. Come walk. There are also plenty of snacks here, if you like, just take whatever you want."

Azira nodded obediently. She took another hijab from inside the drawer and directly replaced it in front of the mirror. After feeling quite fit, he took his small bag on the table and came out of the tent while holding hands with Kenzie.

Outside the family is gathering. Especially parents who prefer to spend time together rather than traveling. While Sasa and Mona, out of nowhere the two of them went, neither Azira nor Kenzie knew. The same goes for Ayana and Fathir. They disappeared after finishing breakfast. As Azira knew the last time she spoke to Ayana, she said she wanted to go to a warm bath with her husband. So they left immediately after finishing breakfast.

"You two want to go to the warm bath too?" Uncle's dull voice immediately invited the laughter of many people.