My Love Is Just For You
Birthday Anniversary
Happy Birthday M, may the long, healthy life always, all ideals and desires be granted by the Almighty and all goodness be bestowed upon you. Aami...
Juma frowned looking at his nephew today. All day long his smile did not fade making the people around him confused. On his birthday, his facial expression was forced to smile at the guests who had come to his birthday party at Zabeel Palace until late at night. He remembered his eyes glazed over as if he was about to cry but tried to hold him back. There was a lot of yearning without a word nurtured his eyes. For others who do not know M well will never catch such small changes because M is used to suppress and restrain his emotions in order to maintain his professionalism as one of the important people in Dubai.
But try to see him today, he was so excited even too eager to undergo all his activities today that it somewhat made him shudder in horror himself.
"Uncle Juma, this afternoon sport we play tennis paddle yes, we play one on one," Mohammed turned to him after posting a video of himself and Juma on his way back to his office in his private helicopter.
"Isn't it wrong? Obviously it's definitely me who lost M, you're intending to bully me huh?" His grunts are a little upset.
"Come Uncle, count the warm-up before the closing of the annual agenda for 30 minutes of exercise done for 30 days." Mohammed forcibly embraces Juma to gain the approval of Babanya's younger brother.
"Well, did I ever get to refuse your request even as weird as anything?"
"That's dong!" Mohammed patted Juma's shoulder a little hard, making the uncle grimace in pain. Now he gives one more note, if his nephew is too excited, he better step aside or he will be increasingly tortured by the wishes of Mohammed which he thinks is getting strange.
Before long the helicopers they were riding landed in a special grassy field helicopter landing. They rush into the office and replace their candura with sportswear.
"You're sure I have to fight you in this paddle tennis match?" Juma asked a little uncertain. He could see Mohammed getting ready on the pitch with his racket and ball.
"Of course," Mohammed mendribble the tennis ball and prepared to serve his first after seeing his Uncle was ready on the court. "You ready Uncle?"
"I'm ready!" Juma put up a receiving position
Mohammed threw a tennis ball up and he swung his racket padel to hit the ball he threw earlier.
THE PLAQUE!
Forty-five minutes later, Mohammed and Juma were lying on the ground sweating and breathing less rhythmically from exhaustion. And of course with absolute victory on the side of the famous Mohammed was never defeated by anyone.
"Today why are you so excited?" Ask Juma.
"You know Uncle, I thought Hind would be mad at me because I haven't been able to meet him in the face, but instead, he gave such a beautiful and sincere birthday like this," Mohammed got up and walked to the edge of the field to pick up his smartphone and show Hind the message sent last night or precisely midnight. "And I can't believe Hind sent the remark in the comment column, which was a great deal of fun!"
Listening to the story from Mohammed, Juma was not sure if his nephew's lover could brightly cheer up without sadness and disappointment. Learning from his smart wife hides the feeling if he is busy at his job so indifferent to the wife makes him more sensitive to the figure of a woman who can still smile even though sad and sick inside her heart.
"You sure Hind isn't sad?"
"I've been married to your aunt for 10 years and it's bad if their people are the smartest to hide their feelings," Juma tried to rise from his sleep in the field. "Now I ask, how do you know that your girl is not sad? I if I were him because for three days here have not met will be sad and angry with you. But seeing him still be able to send a speech as sincere as it meant that he had an unusually high level of control."
Hearing the words of the Uncle, the smile that had graced Mohammed's lips immediately faded. He stared at Hind's Hexagram account and wondered to himself while looking at Hind's last photo with his cousin taken in Miracle Garden. Is it true what his uncle said? Are you sad Hind?
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Hind's cry yesterday was like a dream that happened. There was no sadness in his eyes because he was so good at eliminating it with his medical experience. He came back bright as if nothing had happened. Yes, because he tried not to think about it and wanted to enjoy his long trip to Dubai so as not to be in vain just because of a man who overturned his feelings.
And this is where he is now, in the Dubai Museum to continue his exploration in this modern Arabian land. By wearing a long dress batik patterned blend of pink and blue is very suitable with the white skin and he looks able to blend with the traditional classic atmosphere that feels there. Contrary to Ermi's sweet black, he looks like a native Indian with a sari outfit he wears. If others were to observe, they would not believe that Hind and Ermi were brothers of Grandpa and Grandma. Culturalization that occurred in their large families that led to a different mixing but still one blood that is Javanese descent.
Dubai Museum is the main museum in Dubai. Located in Al Fahidi Fort, it was built in 1787 and is considered to be the oldest building in Dubai. The museum was opened by the Dubai leader on May 12, 1971, with the aim of telling the traditional way of life in the emirate of Dubai. It contains local antiques as well as artifacts from African and Asian countries that trade with Dubai. It also has several dioramas showing life in the emirate before the discovery of oil. In addition to artifacts from recent discoveries dating back to 3000 BC.
Speaking of Al Fahidi Fort, it is inseparable from its history that the place was built in several phases. The oldest tower was built around 1787 and is believed to be the oldest building in Dubai still standing today. This fort was used to guard the road leading to the city from the attacks of neighboring tribes. It was also used, at some times throughout history, as a government building, the leader's residence, an ammunition store, and a prison.
Delighted to explore the Dubai Museum, Hind and Ermi continue their journey to the Bastakiya Quarter or Al Bastakiya, a historic district in Dubai, which turns out to be located not far from the Dubai Museum. Along with Al Shindagha, Al Bastakiya is one of the oldest residential areas in Dubai. The name Al bastakiya comes from the Bastak area in Iran, where the residents moved. The area is located along Dubai Creek which includes narrow streets and wind towers as well as the oldest intact buildings in Dubai.
Looking at Hind's educational background applying the science of exata, do not believe it feels if he loves history so much. For him history is an event that makes him able to be in a modern living condition because of the long process in it.
To end the day, Hind invited Ermi to the Global Village, a super spacious playground located in the middle of the Dubai desert area. To get here, they took a special bus number 10 to the Global Village which is about an hour from Al Ghubaiba Bus Station. When they arrived, it was already dusk and they were greeted by the cold November wind that was blowing hard.
After buying a 15 Dirham ticket, Hind and Ermi walked among the busy people back and forth. There are different kinds of different races. Like the night market, the music of the desert was heard blaring. As the name implies, Global Village Dubai consists of dozens of pavilions from various countries in the world. Each pavilion is decorated according to the country's distinctive culture. Among them are United Arab Emirates, Iraq, Iran, Bahrain, Qatar, Jordan, Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, Syria, Yemen, Palestine, Tunisia, Egypt, Morocco, India, Pakistan, Afghanistan, China, America, Italy, Spain, India, Britain, Germany, Russia, France, Thailand, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore and Indonesia as well as many more as if they were taken around the world in an instant and blink of an eye.
Here the soul of Hind's curiosity for history can be satisfied considering this place displays a lot about the history, culture and culinary of various countries. In addition to being one of the mainstays of shopping in Dubai, Global Village also offers a variety of interesting performances in each pavilion.
Hind only patted his forehead when Ermi asked them to surround and enter one by one the pavilions available there. Ermi said that the last time he was here was just a little while and didn't get to see everything. Because there is now a friend, he does not want to lose the opportunity to explore everything.
A warm orange color greeted him as he entered the entrance gate to the Global Village. No doubt both his hands took the camera that had been hung on his neck. Beautiful.that's the first word that is always spoken when he immortalizes the sun that wants to return his complaint. Given that it means even today he can not meet with M. The tears that he thought had run out yesterday flowed back. He quickly wiped his tears and tried to smile so as not to make Ermi confused and worried about him.
As they began to enter one by one the pavilion, they are greeted by traders who sell their wares loudly making Hind a little afraid and hide behind Ermi which of course makes his cousin laugh seeing Hind's behavior like that. An expert doctor who is not afraid of corpses or blood can be afraid of the merchants here who have such a prevalence of trading. Until they are disturbed by a very aggressive shawl cloth trader to block the path of Hind and Ermi. But for some reason suddenly the merchant looked frightened and silent then stepped aside as if there was an influential man behind Hind who made the merchant's guts shrivel and did not bother Hind and Ermi anymore.
Ah, this feeling of being followed again, Hind had a look back but nothing suspicious. He also walked with Ermi again to explore the various pavilions.
It was Salim who was behind Hind and Ermi. He is still carrying out his superior duties to be the supervisor as well as protector for the girl who apparently is a special person in the heart of his young Sheikh. It is fitting that Sheikh Mohammed was so riled up when he found his report of the girl too late. Fortunately, his boss forgave his actions and to repay him he would maximize supervision and guard for the girl who turned out to be very inviting men to approach him with trading mode. He wondered, his Sheikh knew this beautiful and graceful girl who remembered the Emir's youngest son was very busy rivaling his older brother the crown prince? The aura that emanated really invited the men to approach including himself if he did not remember that the girl belonged to his master. Never mind, the important thing is that he never lose track of those two girls again!
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