New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Sorry, Miss

Today after cleaning himself and performing the dawn prayer, Faris again laid his body on the bed. In addition to last night he and his wife who came home quite late, it seems that Faris was also exhausted after a day of brain twisting preparing a surprise birthday for his wife.

Another case with Aisha who can not close the net back. He chose to get out of bed after pulling a blanket for the husband who seemed calm in his mind.

If usually during the honeymoon Faris and Aisha always order food to fill their stomachs, this morning suddenly Aisha wants to cook for herself. Her steps swung towards the kitchen to see what ingredients she could execute for her breakfast and the husband this morning. Faris deliberately rented a hotel room that has access to more than just a bedroom, he chose a complete package with a lounge as well as a small kitchen that is not less complete with a resort kitchen as he was in Cappadocia.

Too bad Aisha found nothing in her fridge except a few cold drinks that filled her door shelves. He forgot that they had not had time to shop for any groceries since arriving in Istanbul.

Aisha returns to the room intending to wake Faris up and invites him to accompany her shopping for food. But immediately Aisha undoes her intention when she finds the fatigue letter clearly printed on her husband's face that is still asleep, making Aisha could not bear to just wake him up.

“Hallo Roger, can you help me shop for groceries this morning?”

Aisha immediately prepared after ending her call, then she typed a note on her husband's phone lying on the nightstand. Not forgetting a warm kiss landed from her sultry lips right on Faris's forehead before Aisha actually left her hotel room.

***

The weekend of Faisal's life that never worked. This morning after getting a call from a man who had saved his life, Faisal rushed to pass his black tesla through the crowded streets of Istanbul at the weekend in early summer this year.

In the middle of his driving focus, Faisal suddenly felt his body a little lethargic. Maybe because overnight he had worked on some materials for his big project with a client in a subsidiary Babanya secured for him to lead.

Faisal parked his car in front of a cafe that used to be a subscription for him just to eliminate his fatigue.

“Americano please,” pinta Faisal on a friendly smiling barista welcomes his arrival.

But this morning Faisal was not having much time so he could not linger there. After getting his drink, he hurriedly stepped back towards the entrance.

“Yes Baba, this Isal is already on the way to home,” Faisal said when suddenly the phone in his pocket rang.

Brukkk, Faisal's steps stopped immediately when the coffee in his hand seemed to float when he opened the door in front of him.

“Oh God!” Faisal was very surprised when it turned out that his coffee was spilling on a girl who also wanted to open the cafe door in front of him.

“Why Sal? Everything okay?” ask Baba who apparently heard Faisal's screech from the sebrang.

“Nnothing Ba, em wait ten minutes Isal nyampe,” said Faisal ended his call and turned to the girl who looked still surprised by the coffee stain that suddenly flushed his white sweater.

“I am so sorry, really sorry,” Faisal said in English because he saw that the girl was not a Turkish girl. (I'm sorry, really sorry)

“Oh it’s okay,” said Aisha just smiled as she tried to clean her sweater that could not be clean again with just the tissue she wiped.

“Mrs are you okay?” Roger who had just parked his car immediately ran when he saw his employer experiencing something.

“I'm okay Roger, anyways coffee is quite cold as well.”

“Oh you guys from Indonesia?” faisal asked after hearing Roger and Aisha's conversation.

“True, we are indeed from Indonesia,” replied Roger who actually answered Faisal's question.

“I'm really sorry Miss, I was picking up the phone.” Faisal really felt guilty when he saw the coffee stains that litter Aisha's sweater very clearly visible.

“It's okay Sir, just a small stain.” Again Aisha could only smile when the man who had spilled coffee on her shirt looked so shy.

“We're back now, Mistress?” ask Roger who immediately embraced by Aisha.

“I'm sorry Sir,” said Aisha then turned around and undoed her intention to enter the cafe.

“Eh wait! At least let me buy you a change of clothes for you to wear Miss. It is impossible for you to go home with this situation,” said Faisal stopped Aisha and Roger.

“Thank you in advance Sir, but don't bother, I'm also in a hurry,” reject Aisha kindly, please, he was not entirely lying because he was in a hurry to worry about Faris waking up and looking for him, even though he had left a note on Faris' phone before.

“Kalo so let me take you home, Miss,” bargain Faisal is really not happy with this girl in front of him.

“But you really are okay Miss?”

“I'm fine Sir, you don't need to hesitate.”

“Alright, once again I apologize for this incident.”

“No problem, if so we excuse you,” said Aisha is friendly.

Faisal just nodded to look at the girl's departure, actually he was really not happy because he had dirty his clothes, especially the girl did not demand anything from him. It is very different from other girls who might be immediately poked if they are in the position of Aisha.

“Ah I even forgot to ask her what her name is.” Unknowingly the two corners of Faisal's lips were interested in remembering the girl who was so friendly and kind.

“Mistress do I need to buy her coffee first for you?” ask Roger who's been sitting behind the wheel chair.

“No need for Roger, we just go back. Fears Bang Faris is waiting.”

“Good Mistress,” said Roger immediately forwarded his car.

***

Faris was forced to work on her net which, although still feeling very heavy, when her hands did not find her woman in their bed.

“Sayang?” Faris who was still feeling sleepy just called his wife with eyes still closed without intending to rise.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, no sound answered Faris' call.

“Yang?”

Still quiet. Faris is forced to rise up to find the whereabouts of his wife.

In the bathroom, empty. In the tv room, empty. In the kitchen, it was empty. Faris immediately returned to his consciousness when he did not find Aisha in any corner. Even now he is very panicked.

He reached for his phone on his nightstand intending to call his wife. But Faris found a note written on her phone screen as she unlocked the screen.

‘Bang, Ica out for a while to buy groceries yes. You don't have to worry because Ica went to Roger. Love you My dear brother’

Faris immediately snatched his jacket and car keys intending to catch up with Aisha. while stepping, his finger actively pressed the contact on behalf of ‘Kesayanku’, then right on the third ring sounded a voice from sebrang.

“Where are you? How can you not wake up if you want to go? Kan Abang can be temenin,” asked Faris panicked.

“Abang, Ica just came out for a while. This is also the way home. You do not have to worry, five minutes InsyaAllah Ica nyampe,” said Aisha calmed the husband who sounded very worried.

Hearing his wife's reply, Faris paused her intention to catch up and again swung her steps into the room.

“Astaghfirullah!” Faris was surprised to find the reflection of her face when she accidentally crossed the mirror on the dresser.

“Luckily not so out, can be expected new crazy me,” mumbled Faris after observing the goals of his appearance in the mirror that is exactly like a man who is tired of life, he said, shabby face is also hair that already does not know the direction of the waves.

“Now if I see this shameful disgrace.” Faris immediately ran to the bathroom to clean up and get her look right before Aisha returned to their hotel room.

***

Babang Faris just left for a while already careless not because deh :D

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