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Episode 36's

At least eighteen hours I sat on the International airline labeled Qatar Airways. Kendra still won't tell me where she's taking me. Yes, no papa, the important thing is not to be taken to Uranus.

The first I feel when getting off the plane is the scorching sun that is so stinging and hot as well as dry typical desert wind. Some people look back and forth with white clothes and a checkered patterned head covering cloth known as Thawb, Middle Eastern clothing. Wait a minute, this I'm not taught umroh is it the same darling? Not now dong.. Ntar can be delicious as much as possible.

"No. Haven't. Later if we have more fortune I take you to the real holy land. Now we go to his neighbor first" that's the handsome answer when I hysterically drove home in case this is really the Holy City. Yes, we will not be ena dong. It's not that I don't want to be invited to the earth of the prophets, it's just that I'm not ready. The horrors there are very mystical, if people think bad will definitely get bad things too. What is my mind that never seems to be right. I can't go back to my homeland with direct karma.

"It's a watch I have to set how many hours back?" my question was just a small talk, because as soon as I sodorin my arm, Kendra immediately turned the link until the needle pointing at the number six was backwards seven numbers.

"Morocco-Indonesia seven hours different dear" finished setting the watch, Mas husband put a hat with a cap that reads 24 hours on my head. "Udah yuk, walk" he asked.

Al Mamlakah al-Maghribiyah, another name for the country. It means The Western Kingdom, or the Land at the West End. Its location is at the point of mixing three cultures, making this country has a unique culture. A fusion of European cultures in the west, Asian in the East, and African in the South.

"When we honeymoon in Bali it was I had an impromptu task, when it was my time off. So I got the compensation to bring you here" Kendra explained.

"really? So we're just here for nothing?" Not bad dong trip so far if there is a sponsor. Whole husband money, happier wife.

"Yes really. From the embassy pick us up" Mas husband's index finger pointed at a middle-aged man who bowed his body in greeting.

"Father of Kendra Cakra huh?" asked the man with Javanese language to make sure. "Let's take you to the apartment"

"Apartment?" one of my eyebrows was raised asking for an explanation. While leading me to follow the fathers of the embassy, Kendra explained, "Accommodation is also borne by the office. Anyway we're here just have fun."

Finally, there is justice on this earth. Not in vain dong money we who mubadzir in Bali at that time if instead macem gini. Uh syuka's..