New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
This is my brother

“I wait there yes,” said Ayla pointed to a coffee shop not far from the court of Hagia Sophia.

“Ok, I'll follow.”

Gus Hasan rushed to enter the Hagia Sophia, he could not wait to immediately feel the prayer in a place that witnessed the rise of Islam in the country.

Ayla took off her coat when she entered the coffee shop she had shown Gus Hasan, the heating here is enough to make Ayla's lips not fight against each other to withstand the cold as when outside.

“Americano please,” Ayla told a female barista. Ayla rarely uses Turkish, she is more comfortable using English when talking to strangers.

“Ok. Wait a minute.” (Ok. Waita minute.)

Ayla chose a chair by the window, because she was very fond of watching the snow falling on the streets.

Moments later the bell above the door of the coffee shop where Ayla came to ring, signifying someone's arrival or return. Ayla who is too engrossed in her imagination does not pay attention to anyone who passes by, until when someone calls her name then she turns her head.

As soon as Ayla's netra is perfectly rounded, so is the man who came with Gus Hasan.

“Kakak!” pekik Ayla who immediately stood up and hit the burly body of the man who now Gus Hasan knows as the sister Ayla often told.

“What are you doing here Dek?”

“Tuh wait for him to pray Friday,” replied Ayla raised her chin pointing to Gus Hasan.

“You guys already know each other?” the man asked in surprise,

“Kakak can also come with him?”

“Your brother happened to be one of my tutors in Tomer's class, we didn't know the time on campus,” replied Gus Hasan mediating the conversation between the sisters.

“How do you know Hasan Hayo yourself, not Hasan newcomer here?” ask the man Gus Hasan knew named Faisal who turned out to be Ayla's older sister.

“Ngak accidentally know the time on the plane, we happen to be one seat,” Ayla replied lightly.

“Ayla kangen really know the same Sister, why the heck Brother lately rarely come home?” ayla hugged her beloved sister again. Gus Hasan who did not want to disturb actually chose to sit watching.

“Sorry yes Adekku dear, lately the schedule Brother padet really, not to mention the office duties that papa transfer to brother,” Faisal replied to reply to the embrace of the sister.

Gus Hasan who heard Faisal's words was amazed at the figure of the man he had just known. How can at a fairly young age but Faisal can be as great as that, being a lecturer also in control of the company is not easy to do simultaneously.

It reminded him of his cousin brother who was no less great. At a young age, Faris had to manage the family company Abdullah also works as a doctor, even a specialist, but unfortunately Faris had to lose both parents since adolescence, the demands of life make it as strong as steel. But now he actually managed to be paired with a great woman who became the dream of Gus Hasan, and sometimes all that makes Gus Hasan feel inferior, why his fate is not as lucky as his cousin's brother.

“Kakak do not be too busy, later when will bring the prospective sister-in-law to the house,” god Ayla actually woke Gus Hasan from his daydream.

“What the hell is Deck, sister has not thought that far.”

Both Faisal and Ayla sat down when a waitress delivered their order, joining Gus Hasan who was sipping his coffee.

“Oh yes, Hasan Yogya people too?” faisal asked, making Gus Hasan look up.

“Ah Yes Sir.”

“Kakak aja, kayak Ayla,” said Faisal makes Gus Hasan even awkward.

“Em Yes Brother,” replied Gus Hasan rather doubtful.

“Where's the yoga?”

"Sleman Brother."

"Oh, near Merapi means?"

"Em pretty good, like Kak Faisal quite understand Indonesia yes,” chirps Gus Hasan make Faisal was stunned.

“Ah little.”

“Tuh Kak, we have a vacation to Indonesia yuk, let Hasan later become his tour guide. Isn't it San?”

Deg, Faisal's heart raced to hear his sister's words, he did not know if he would be able to set foot back in the country.

“Iya come, with pleasure,” added Gus Hasan supporting Ayla.

“Em can't, Brother is busy Deck,” reject Faisal gently.

“Ayolah Kak, just aja, don't have to be long is also okay,” said Ayla did not despair.

“Let's think about it first huh.”

“Yes, must be pokonya.”

“Kakak does not guarantee but yes.” Faisal looked for a way to refuse.

“Oh yes, I forgot there was a meeting with a client this afternoon. Brother first huh?” faisal said after glancing at the circular leather clock on his wrist.

“He's okay. I can go home with Hasan kok,” Ayla replied with a bent face, because she still misses her brother.

“Siap Kak,” replied Gus Hasan sprightly.

“Ok, bye. Assalamualaikum,” said Faisal before finally moving on and out of the coffee shop.

“Waalaikumsalam.”

***

“Hallo beautiful, Assalamualaikum.” Faris' handsome face filled Aisha's phone screen as she swiped the green button of a video call from her husband.

“Waalaikumsalam My dear brother,” replied Aisha while displaying her most beautiful smile.

“Darling can not smile?”

“Loh?” Aisha who was indeed confused just frowned, making her eyebrows twitch together.

“MasyaAllah, want to be confused, want to be flat, want to smile, just tease. Inviting orgasm, fortunately already halal, Alhamdulillah.”

Faris's speech was able to make Aisha suddenly laugh until her face even reddened.

“Sayang plis deh do not torture Brother, beware if you dare to laugh like that in front of other guys.”

“What? Want to be flanked if yes?” aisha asked trying to tease her husband.

“Bakalan Abang kasih lah punishment later in the room.”

“Don't dong, give me money,” chirps managed to make the husband chuckle.

“Kan duit Abang udah Ica all who hold yey.”

“Oh yes. Eh Brother has prayed yet?” tanyanya while opening the mucena that is still worn and tidying it back in place.

“Udah dong Darling. Uh yes, Brother wants to go home, Ica would like to be brought by what Dear?” Faris stepped out of her room.

“What aja deh, it's up to my priest deh.”

“Ok, see you at home Honey, bye. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Click, call disconnected after the two waved at each other on camera.

Less than an hour after Faris calls, Maya's bell rings. Aisha and Maya who were sitting on the sofa enjoying the show aired by one of the television stations looked at each other, as if they understood who was coming.

“Bentar, Aisha open the door first yes Bu,” he said get up and step towards the towering wooden board in front.

“Ok Dear.”

“That must be Brother,” said Aisha sparkling after seeing a sturdy figure behind the door.

With a swift Aisha then took Faris' hand and kissed him, as well as Faris who immediately kissed the top of his wife's head.

“Cie wait ya?” goda Faris wrapped her arms around his wife's shoulders as she walked to the television room to approach her mother-in-law.

“Be sure to be left to sleep first,” chirps Aisha back to tease the husband.

“Yes the evil God, like a son of Kindergarten at this hour want to sleep.”

“Biarin.”

The two chat stopped when they reached the middle room and joined Maya who looked exciting with television shows.

“Eh home, overtime again huh Darling?” asked Maya when she saw her daughter-in-law and daughter approaching.

“Alhamdulillah, yes Ma'am,” replied Faris then kissed the back of the hand that began to cling.

“Yes have eaten first yuk, surely Abang has not eaten malem right? Ica loh who cooks, assisted by the little bit earlier the same Mother. Isn't that Bu?” aisha asked for a defense.

“Iya, Mother's daughter should be able to nyenengin her husband,” added Maya makes Aisha widen her smile even more.

“Uh thanks ya Bu has been menggawirin angel as perfect as this for Faris,” said Faris wrapped his arms around the waist snag slender wife, making Aisha sembut met with Faris treatment, especially in front of her mother.

“Makanya please take good care of ya aware him,” replied Maya could not hide her laughter watching the treatment of her daughter-in-law.

“Any commander!” faris answered straightening up and respectfully styled the flag, making the three of them laugh.

That night they spent the three dinners, exchanging emotions, stories and other small talk, leaving the three equally dissolved in jokes and laughter.

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