
Arriving at their hotel, the city of Istanbul was hit by heavy rain and hit by some lightning that our ears could shudder to hear, likewise with the three who prefer to sleep the three rooms were surprised not kepalang.
“astagfirullah”, said Anala who spontaneously immediately embraced Maryam who was sleeping fast.
“uma”, isak Maryam who calls her mother who is holding the fiber.
“it’s okay nak”, reply anal.
After the rain subsided the atmosphere of the Turkish city back bright as usual, the activity of – people around was running smoothly.
The country captured and defended – matian by Muhammad Al-fatih is so distinctive with its building style compared to Indonesia. That's what Anala is interested in seeing the arrangement of existing buildings in the country, and also incomplete if visiting Turkey does not know directly the culinary there. Kebab is a food that tourists look for when visiting Turkey, although the kebab comes from Tunisia, but in Turkey kebab is a delicacy that can not be separated from it.
Anala and Rangga had tried the Turkish kebab in the corner of the hotel they were staying at. Indeed, beyond prediction, kebabs in Turkey are the most delicious kebabs they have ever tasted. Typical with Turkish spices add a new flavor to their tongue.
Hagia sofia is a historic place that they visited on that day, the mosque that used to be a place of worship of Christians again became a mosque in the hands of the father of Erdogan's government, until now hagia sofia twenty-four hours adhan has been reverberating there and the existence of other religious activities. Because the place is very special for two religions of course, a lot of history is stored there, and also there is stored world history from century to century.
Hagia sofia has special characteristics, the color of the walls –the walls became iconic for the mosque, and also the carvings in it that are more than a century old.
The beautiful city of Istanbul did not defeat the beauty of Anala at that time for Rangga.
“Ann, very happy”, look at Rangga on the face of the woman he was embracing behind the window of the hotel.
“iya happy very”, while tightening his embrace for Rangga.
“formerly people say Turkey is beautiful, yes really beautiful, I used to not I do not believe kang, because never saw directly, but now it is real, it is, now the view of Turkey is in front of my own eyes, very beautiful”, said Anala who leaned into the chest field Rangga.
“people used to say, all women are the same, the same, that's what I heard, but I'm wrong”, Rangga's pause is directly cut in Anala.
“what's wrong kang?”, asked Anala while raising her head while looking at the twinkle of Rangga's eyes.
“I misjudged if you are not the same as the women out there, you are like fried rice, special”, said Rangga who was immediately hugged more tightly by Anala.
“see kang, under the roof of the house that is not large and also small, there are grandmothers and grandfathers who are joking”, pointed Anala at Rangga.
“iyah, hopefully yah”, reply Rangga.
“amin”, said Anala who like to know the meaning of Rangga's speech directed to the two of them.
Many stories they can steal from the beauty of Istanbul, from love stories to stories of struggle are there. But after this there is their story stored there.
They can not linger – long there, because Rangga's duties as a doctor must be responsible for getting started immediately. A return is desirable, but Istanbul still seems to want to be stroked.
‘Istanbul I definitely miss you’, said Anala membatatin when their plane will leave for the homeland.
With the Turkish pride plane they flew to Indonesia, the feeling of longing for Turkey was slightly treated even though it had not been long gone, with the sound of a Turkish-speaking flight attendant, Anala became a smile of her own smile to hear the language spoken, Turkish is already to be learned for some people, but for Anala to hear Turkish is exciting.
“kang, have arrived in Jakarta?”, asked Anala who poked her husband.
“iya dear has arrived, thirty minutes later, we just flew to Bandung”, explained Rangga to pay attention to the circumstances around.
....Welcome to the Home....
It does not feel they are already at the door of the house that some days they leave still with its beautiful atmosphere, and still with green plants, and also still with the same comfort before being left behind.
“welcome ”, said the voice that came from inside the house, they were welcomed by people – people who love them, there also seen from Rangga's parents and his friend Putra.
“assalamualaikum”, said Rangga who first entered the house after Maryam and Anala who carried more suitcases than their numbers.
“how happy are you son?”, asked Diana to Maryam who hugged Diana tightly.
“happy anti, happy very”, reply Maryam.
”both of you, how was his honeymoon?”, asked the shameless Son asking such a thing in front of many people.
“honeymoon whatan, we umroh”, said Rangga yamg immediately mengultimatum Putra in front of the others.
After Anala, Rangga and Maryam net – clean, they join the others to eat together.
“had been a long time ago that ngerasain rendang ma, kangen very”, said Rangga to his mother while smelling the distinctive rendang aroma.
“ah lebai lo, rendang ma much abroad”, reply Putra who saw Rangga's behavior.
“gue nemuin Put, not in all places also times people sell rendang, you think there people Padang all”, reply rangga upset.
“ayok we eat, nangis nih if in diamin”, invite Rangga, while Anala skewed rice to Rangga plate that was impatient to devour it.
After they ate together who were happy to welcome the arrival of Rangga and Anala and certainly the little Maryam when telling her experience. The family asked about the atmosphere, Makkah and Turkey, especially those they had passed. The moment of exchanging stories between the families seemed to create a warm atmosphere for all of them. This is not all owned by all families, but Anala and Rangga are grateful to be in a family environment that always supports them in every process of life.
This beautiful journey is the first journey of Anala and Rangga and another beautiful journey will follow as time goes by. Happy is what is being felt. Happy?, more than that.
You treat me as a queen
I'll appreciate you like a king