New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Trying to get rid of you

Gus Hasan opened his eyes when he heard the voice of the flight attendant informing him that the plane carrying him from Yogyakarta International Airport to Ataturk International Airport immediately landed.

Gus Hasan rubbed his face rough, fatigue really felt. Twenty-two hours is not a short time. One hour 20 minutes from Yogyakarta International Airport to Soekarno-Hatta, Jakarta, four hours 35 minutes transit .

Sitting again on the plane Nine hours and 10 minutes until International Hamad DOH airport, Indonesia, transit again two hours and 20 minutes and fly again four hours and 35 minutes then finally arrived at Ataturk International Airport.

Descending from the iron bird, Gus Hasan headed straight for the baggage claim, as soon as his suitcase got out of the system he immediately grabbed it and dragged it.

There is no need to look here, because no one welcomes his arrival. In a country located on these two continents he had to bet live alone, after all this was his choice.

Unlike the casual-style woman who was sitting next to her, she, from inside the airport Gus Hasan could see two aides who had been on standby to bring his belongings as well as a driver who had opened the car door for him.

Istanbul, Turkey, end of October.

“Welcome Istanbul,” murmured Gus Hasan cheered himself on.

When the sunshine was still shining, Gus Hasan dragged his suitcase to the metro station to get Istanbulkart.

From Ataturk International Airport a longer journey using the metro, he got off at Aksaray and then changed to ride the tram.

Gus Hasan who really felt tired preferred to use a ferry to cross the Bosphorus Strait.

The man in a birel shirt chose to be outside the ship, feeling the heat as well as the angina that blows simultaneously. The main destination is the Blue Mosque.

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Now let me remember you who was once in my life

Even now, it has become a memory that I occasionally remember

But I'll make sure everything disappears

No more hate

Even though I used to hate so much

No more injuries

Even though he was once very hurt

No more sadness and pain

I have all received with chest

I also know how to live

About sincerity and giving up

~Aisha Ameera Al -Insani~

Moments after Karina left the table towards the bar ….

“Azka.” A familiar voice to Azka.

The two approached Azka who was sitting alone playing with Rafa.

Azka looked up her head hearing her name called.

“Faris .. Aisha.”

Faris and Aisha soon join Azka's table, requesting an empty seat on the waitress there.

“Self lo?” greet Faris who was sitting next to Aisha.

“Eh but this is two dishes,” said Aisha saw the food in the chair opposite Azka that was still intact untouched.

“Ah don't-don't Rafa want to have a new mother well. Cheating you do not say,” goda Faris pat Azka's arm.

“Oh, em it ...,” Azka looks confused hanging her own sentence.

“This is the milk Ra ...” Karina sentence stopped when she saw who was sharing with Azka.

“Loh Karina?” faris asked, looking at Azka.

“Why should meet them when rich gini anyway?”

“Em yes, he is now a nutritionist Rafa,” replied Azka.

Faris and Aisha are just beards.

“Now not in the Hospital anymore?” asked Faris who saw Karina still standing in her place.

Aisha who noticed it immediately pulled the chair for Karina to sit down.

There was a sense of awkwardness created between the two, especially Karina. Seeing Aisha, he felt insecure.

Knowing Azka made Karina learn a lot about life, about loss also mengikhlaskan.

About Faris, maybe it is Aisha whose name has been hanging out in the mahfudz lauhul there, not her.

 “You guys from where? It just so happens that we meet here,” said Azka break the awkwardness created.

 “Kita abis from Yogya, friendship to Pakde sama Bukde,” replied Faris justifying the location of his seat.

Karina, feeling very awkward, takes Rafa from her father's lap. Give the milk that he had prepared earlier.

“Eh pesen food first if that,” Azka said to the two newlyweds.

“Lo have eaten what else is waiting for pesenan as well?” ask Faris who only saw the dessert on the table in front of Azka.

“Eh I have eaten,” replied Azka please.

Both are just beards.

“Mba!” call Azka while waving her hand at the waitress there.

“You pesen what Ca?” faris asked touching the arm of his wife who had been more silent since.

“Em is up to you, as long as you do not make nausea,” replied Aisha made Azka look up to hear the answer.

“Aisha is done?” ask Azka in shock.

“Not quite that one time bro.” Faris laughed at Azka's question.

“Loh earlier said nausea?” tanya Azka was still confused.

“Tadi Aisha is drunk on travel, so we all stop here first for food,” replied Faris to eliminate Azka's shock.

“Mau chicken steak enoki nope,” asked Faris look through the menu list in her hand.

“Mau,” replied Aisha with her sparkling eyes.

“Aisha has not changed, her favorite is still the same.”

Some time waitress has returned to serve Faris and Aisha orders in full.

“Still,” said Aisha on waitress serving her food.

Waitress nodded then returned with a smile that never faded from her face.

“Sini Rafa let me, you eat too. Later to get cold,” said Azka took Rafa from Karina's lap.

Aisha who heard Azka's words looked up, feeling that there was an oddity in Azka's speech.

“Why is Mas Azka so cold?”

After finishing her meal, Faris took Rafa from her father's lap while waiting for Aisha to finish her meal.

“Sama Om ya?” said Faris in a style like a child when holding Rafa.

“Hai Rafa handsome, we meet again. Bigger yes now.” Aisha is having a dialogue with Rafa who looks so adorable.

“Sini same aunt yes?” said Aisha raised both her hands ready to take Rafa from her husband's lap.

Rafa who is used to many people looks calm, unlike most children who will feel disturbed by the presence of strangers.

“This is the milk,” said Karina thrust a bottle of milk to Aisha.

Seeing Aisha who was very humble towards her son, Azka recalled the times when she and Aisha were still together. But now fate says different.

Our separation has been going on for quite some time

We also turned a different direction

It's only natural that you look ordinary when we meet

But not with me

This heart is still not okay

Even if you only hear your voice

Even still hurt enjoying your unintentional laughter

I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO FORGET YOU

~Muhammad Azka El - Fatih~

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