New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
The Kayseri Airport Tragedy

“Why do Ica like dusk so much? Isn't the rainbow more beautiful, Yang?”

Aisha who was looking at the twilight of her rooftop resort turned her head when her husband joined her position beside her.

“Because dusk always keeps his promise, he does leave, but tomorrow he can be sure he is back. While the rainbow, always suddenly comes and then goes back without certainty.”

Faris smiled with his wife's answer and then lay his head on Aisha's lap and also enjoy a tinge of orange that always makes his wife fascinated.

“We so leave tomorrow morning Bang?”

“Heem. Wh why? Ica still sitting here? If Ica is still at home here is okay we go to Istanbul it is back again aja.”

Aisha shakes her head.

“Here is beautiful, but Ica also wants to spend the pilgrimage to Dad's tomb. In Istanbul there are also many places that are no less beautiful than this, right?”

“Iya My Love. How about Ica aja.”

“Eh Astaghfirullah Abang forgot to contact Hasan,” cried Faris suddenly straightened his body, making Aisha suddenly jumped.

“Astaghfirullah Brother! Make a shock,” protest Aisha who still holds her chest.

“Shock is surprised Yang, but it does not need to be held muluin his chest. Ica want you to eat now?” goda Faris saw his wife who kept wiping her chest up and down.

“Dih what the hell Bang! Ica people are really shocked too,” he said to smash his lips annoyed.

“Yey rambles nih.” Faris seduced his wife.

“Ih already ah, Ica want to pack first for tomorrow. Brother calling Gus Hasan used to mending,” said Aisha moved to her room.

“Oke Brother call him first yes jerk, later Abang bantuin Ica.”

“Heem.”

Nutt ... nuttt …

Right on the third ring Gus Hasan raised a video call from Faris.

“Hay! Shocked are you calling?”

“Waalaikumsalam Mas.” Gus Hasan who was sebrang actually remained with his calm face.

“Eh Yes Assalamualaikum, Mr. ustadz. Hehe.”

“Mas Faris where else? Seinget Hasan rooftop Mas house is not like that?” gus Hasan frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar looking scene behind Faris.

“For honeymoon dong, do’ain yes let you cepet so uncle,” as happy as Faris, while Gus Hasan who is sebrang is desperately neutralizing his feelings to look okay.

“MasyaAllah, hopefully soon there will be results, Mas,” said Gus Hasan sincerely, although his own heart feels tight when the sentence is thrown.

“Abang!”

Suddenly from inside the room Aisha shouted.

Deg, Gus Hasan's heart raced faster by hearing only the voice of the girl who until now still filled his heart space.

“Iya Darling?” Faris turned his head and found that his wife had ruffled her waist in the doorway.

“Date the habit if abis bath towel is kept on the mattress! It will get wet, Brother!!”

“Hehe, forgot Dear. Sorry.” Faris was just grinning the horse flaunting his white teeth lineup.

“Enak ya Mas have a wife, nothing anyone noticed.” Gus Hasan's call made Faris turn back to the screen of his phone.

“Yes that's it, ah but it's good that it's only five percent San.”

“Loh? Not that Mas Faris is crazy about Aisha?”

“Iya means good only five percent, ninety-five percent is really good! Mas sampe crazy in fact, haha.”

Gus Hasan just smiled wryly hiding his feelings.

“Eh yes tumben nih Mas Faris video call Hasan?” Gus Hasan tried to divert the conversation to neutralize his heart.

“Ya means tumben-tumbenan aja. Kan who again honeymoon Mas Faris, even Hasan who is afraid to disturb.”

“Haha, no. Aisha mah understanding wife. I just want to know how you are doing, how is college going, right?”

“Alhamdulillah Mas, Biidznillah.” (With God's permission)

“Alhamdulillah, diligent lecture let pepet return grandson's love for Pakde sama Bukde.”

“Bring science, Mas,” protest Gus Hasan clarifying Faris's narration.

“Yes while diving while drinking water San.” Again Faris unceasingly teased Gus Hasan. But he deliberately did not tell about his arrival to Istanbul tomorrow, he wanted to give a surprise to his cousin's sister.

***

At 08:00 local time, Faris and Aisha arrived at Kayseri Erkilet Airport for flights to Istanbul.

Although the distance of Cappadocia-Istanbul can be reached by car, but Faris and Aisha choose to use the flight route because Roger has already flown to Istanbul to take care of all their needs there later.

“Abang want to check in the same luggage list first, Ica wait here only? The suspension is quite long, later Ica cape,” said Faris told his wife to sit in a row of long chairs in the waiting room.

Aisha simply nodded following the instructions of her husband.

And sure enough, almost fifteen minutes Faris stood he just got his boarding pass. He hurried back to the place where he had left his wife.

Faris was surprised and widened her eyes when she did not find Aisha in the last place she left. Faris turned his body slowly, looking at the people sitting in the chair one by one, and he did not find his wife's pretty face there.

Faris tries to reach her phone to contact Aisha, but she forgets that her cell phone was brought along by her in her sling bag.

“Astaghfirullah, where are you darling?”

Repeatedly Faris muttered as he accelerated his pace through all the rooms in the place. His troubled mind made the brain in Faris' head not work properly. He was too scared to lose his girlfriend.

Without a second thought Faris immediately stepped into the announcement section and reported.

“Good morning ladies and gentlemen. We are looking for a young woman in the black veil, aged 26 years old. Wearing a white tunic and black skirt. She has white skin and using black glasses. If you have seen her please notify the nearest member of security or bring her to the customer service desk on the first floor. Thanks for attention.” The voice of a flight attendant from the Announce section echoed throughout the airport. (Good morning mothers and fathers. We're looking for a young woman wearing a black veil, 26 years old. Using a white tunic and a black skirt. She has white skin and uses black glasses. If you see it, please contact the nearest security officer or drop off to the customer service desk on the first floor. Thanks for your attention)

Aisha, who was fixing her clothes in front of the toilet mirror, stares at herself while matching the missing person's features mentioned by the announcement officer.

The view of the entire toilet was immediately directed towards Aisha after hearing the announcement from the customer service department, making Aisha immediately straighten her body and fix her sunglasses to reduce her nervousness because it was stared at so intensely.

“Emang really is an announcement for me huh?”

Aisha continued muttering and stepped towards the customer service department while trying to accept all the gazes the airport had on her.

And sure enough, her handsome husband was already waiting there with his anxious face.

Faris immediately ran when from a distance his beautiful wife was walking towards him.

“Honey where the hell is it? Make Abang worried just know,” said Faris when his steps had eroded the distance between them, the tiny body tightly embraced by him.

“Abang ih shy tuh diiatin continue the same people,” said Aisha wriggling to release her husband's embrace.

“Why not tell me if you want to go anyway? Brother was so worried afraid Ica why-why,” grumbled Faris again grabbed Aisha's body into his arms, no longer caring about the stares around them.

“Sorry Ica went to the toilet first, want to tell Abang it feels like it's been really kebelet.”

“Ehem.” Deheman, a flight attendant, forced Faris to let go of her embrace.

The flight attendant informed them that the plane they were about to board would take off soon.

***

Gus Hasan is patient yes, the spirit to make a move on 💪

Yayang Ica makes Babang Faris worried anyway, already like a child just use generalized all 🤣🤣🤣

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