BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA
LOOK AT RADIT'S FIGURE
FROM SEDAYU ~JOGJAKARTA, YANKTIE CONGRATULATES READING THIS SIMPLE STORY
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Rajev then drove the car to the office of the desert travel agent he had contacted to join the tour today. They're not late. Twenty minutes from the scheduled departure. Aurel did not forget to bring a mask and hair tie.
“We should wear a hat like a villa keeper at the top, who closes the head tightly,” Aurel remembered the typical knit hats used by the people at the top.
“If you want to be covered all you can wear a hijab and mask,” sahut Rajev.
“I don't bring. There is only a face and I do not want my face dirty because later I pray how?” ask Aurel.
“Ya has just been. Let it be dirty because of the sand, you remain the prettiest for me,” Rajev.
“Bharthave, you are now the king of dreadlocks,” Aurel smiled and hugged Rajev's waist standing in front of the chair he was sitting in.
Rajev replied by kissing the top of his wife's head in a friendly manner. He already understood the meaning of the word KING OF GOMBAL that Aurel often pinned for him.
The travel guide agent that Rajev ordered arranged everything for all tour participants including vehicles and food.
There are two options to enjoy the beauty of the desert, namely by riding a camel or driving around in a four-wheeled vehicle. Of course Rajev chose the one using the vehicle. Rajev only takes pictures on camels, not to go around. Rajev has to be very careful, because the dunes can be very inhospitable. He didn't want Aurel to be too exhausted or wretched.
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Two days after the desert tour Aurel and Rajev return home to Tristan and all of Rajev's friends and he returns Tristan's wife's car. Rajev also left all the items he wanted to send to Jakarta with Aurel's home address where there was always someone to receive the package. If he sent to the apartment even bothered there was no recipient of goods.
“Thank you for your help during our time here,” Aurel sincerely thanks all ‘lifters’ Rajev. Her husband in one year will definitely visit them several times, but he is not necessarily. Aurel doesn't want her to come with Rajev when her husband works.
“We hope you will come again here,” replied a friend of Rajev who is from Australia. Indeed, the eight of them were all nomads and became like brothers because they felt the same fate in the region of people. Friendship between country and religion.
“Hopefully,” Aurel replied quickly. He certainly wants to bring his daughter's son to see the beauty of Doha.
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Aurel and Rajev intend to perform Umrah (Miqat ) since at King Abdul Aziz International Airport. They have used ihram and place of intention umrah. It can be interpreted Miqat as the starting place of Umrah worship activities.
At that time Aurel was like seeing the shadow of Radit who smiled sweetly at him. It's the first time he's seen a real hallucination of Radit. Before even through dreams Radit never came.
“Assalamu’alaykum Bang,” greet Aurel slowly. He was sure Radit was indeed present greeting him.
“Bharthave, just now when I finished wearing ihram, I saw Radit's brother, he smiled for me,” when heading to the Grand Mosque, Aurel told me about ‘presence’ Radit earlier.
“Pray him. He's happy to see you here,” Rajev replied.
It turns out the same thing was experienced by Rajev in the Grand Mosque. She saw the figure of her best friend in the clothes of ihram smiling sweetly at her. Unknowingly Rajev approaches him, Radit's shadow soon disappears. He prayed for Radit.
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Aurel and Rajev arrived at SOETA airport Thursday at one o'clock in the afternoon. They will go straight to the apartment to rest first. You can arrive at the apartment at three or more hours. There was no way they could go to Tarida's mother's house because they were too tired.
“We'll pick up Aira school tomorrow afternoon? Then immediately invite the children to stay in the apartment, how?” ask Aurel. He did not miss his two children. But he's very tired. Aurel did not want to meet his two children with conditions not fit so he could not respond to them with the maximum.
“I'm up to you. The important thing is I don't want you to cape cook and take care of the house and clothes,” Rajev knows his wife is the same as um’manya. Can not be silent when it comes to the affairs of their palace.
Rajev decided to have lunch at the airport. He doesn't want Aurel to be late for a meal. It's almost two o'clock by noon. They ate on the plane at 11:00.
“Love, eat a lot. Why so little portion of your meal?” ask Rajev.
“It's enough. I'll add more,” Aurel said. He only ate steak and happened to be the portion was not too big.
“Remember the restaurant under the apartment? Or Padang restaurant opposite the apartment?” ask Aurel.
“Why?” reply Rajev.
“Lapse of shower we eat there yes. What is important now is that we are not starving,” Aurel apparently misses Indonesian-style home-cooked food. For almost three weeks he left home. And he misses food that fits his tongue.
“I agree. After the shower we eat at the restaurant,” replied Rajev. What matters is that his wife is happy.
Rajev and Aurel don't want to trouble anyone else. Even if it is their officers. The couple took an airport taxi to return to their apartment. Both of their cars are in Tarida's house. Because Rajev is hesitant to leave his old car in the basement of the apartment. More comfortable to leave the car at home bu Tarida because the driver bu Tarida or mang Ujang every day can heat the car engine.
Rajev and Aurel fall asleep in a taxi. Even though the plane was sleeping, it still felt unable to feel good. They woke up when the taxi exited the toll to go to the apartment. “Love, already want to arrive,” Rajev whispers to his wife.
“Iya? Cash is in my wallet Honey,” Aurel replied.
“My cash is enough. Just tell me let you be literate,” Rajev smiled to himself seeing Aurel's eyes difficult to open.
“This Sir, back for Mr only,” Rajev gave some red sheets on the taxi drivers.
“This is too much more after plus toll money Pak,” said the airport driver who is fluent in English.
“Never mind's. The windfall Mr.” sahut Rajev.
“Love, we have arrived,” whispered Rajev.
“Serious?” aurel asked in disbelief. I think he just fell asleep.
“Open your eyes first to be sure,” reply Rajev. How did he get off when Aurel fell asleep in his chest?
Still with sleepy Aurel got off the taxi. He waited for Rajev to drop all their belongings. Taxi drivers with tires help bring all the goods up to the apartment lobby. There the security guard helped Rajev with pleasure.
Rajev is a generous inhabitant. Everyone likes to help him. Two security guards helped Rajev deliver the goods to Rajev's apartment on the 12th floor.
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