Retaliation of the Sick Wife
Beautiful City of Istanbul
After a transit at Dubai International Airport, the two re-entered the plane to continue their journey to Istanbul, Turkey. This trip became the farthest air travel they traveled. However, both hope that the happiness they will get while in Turkey will be comparable to the long journey they took.
Kanaya and Bisma still have to travel by air for 4 hours and 45 minutes to arrive in Istanbul, Turkey. It feels very tired, but vacationing in Istanbul and several cities in Turkey has become an option for both. Therefore, Kanaya and Bisma also agreed to go on a honeymoon trip they both happily.
After arriving in Istanbul, they quickly ordered a taxi from the airport to a hotel with a view of the Bosporus Strait, the Golden Horn, and an old tower called Galata. It feels that the elements of Asian and European culture are so thick in Istanbul.
"Dear Cape?" Ask Bisma when both of them are now both in the room.
Kanaya nodded, "Yes. Can I not sleep for a while? It feels like my head is circling around because it's been on a plane for a very long duration." He said while holding his head that felt dizzy.
Bisma nodded, "Yes .. change your clothes first. Shower if you need to, abis sleep."
Kanaya nodded, then flushed her body for a moment in the bathroom. Sleeping in a clean body condition, making Kanaya so quickly fall asleep. Even when Bisma was after bathing, his wife was already asleep first in bed by hugging the bolster there.
Bhishma approached, then he kissed his wife's forehead. "Sleep dear Naya .. You must be exhausted." After saying that, Bhishma lay down on Kanaya's side. The man hugged Kanaya from behind with both of his hands wrapped around Kanaya's waist.
The long air travel made both of them very tired. Bhishma does not take long to fall asleep. Especially by hugging Kanaya and inhaling the fragrant aroma of his wife makes Bisma sleep more soundly.
It did not feel almost half a day both of them were asleep. Only a subtle snoring was heard. Until late afternoon, both of them woke up.
"Mas ... I slept for a long time?" asked Kanaya who was so awake to see her husband smiling at her.
"Well, you must be tired too. Want to go for a walk or a room?" ask her to Kanaya.
Kanaya then held her stomach, "I'm hungry .. would you like to eat outside Mas? While looking at Istanbul at night."
Bisma nodded, "Yes may .. Come."
Browse the streets filled with various street food and cafes scattered on the side of the road. This time Kanaya and Bisma choose to enjoy the night at the cafe Galata, this cafe is one of the famous cafes on the edge of the Bospuros Strait, the only straits on two continents are Asia and Europe. Cafe Galata is located on a three-story terrace of an old building, with the Bosporus Strait and Galata tower as its sights. The two chose to sit on the terrace on the third floor by enjoying dinner and enjoying the breeze that blows in the city of Istanbul.
“What do you want to eat Darling?” ask the Bisma to Kanaya.
Kofte is usually the main food that is often served along with rice. A hudangan served in a banquet with family and friends. Kofte is similar to a small steak made with chicken, beef, or goat meat. Then it is ground and mixed with various spices, after which it is baked, boiled, and fried.
"You don't want to eat Dondurma?" The offer to Kanaya.
Dondurma is Turkish Ice Cream, usually the seller will do the attraction when peddling it to attract customers. Dondurma has a sticky texture like chewing gum.
Kanaya also shook her head, "The wind is very fast this Mas. Yes, although my husband is a doctor, but I have to be healthy." she said to her husband.
The bisma nodded, "Yes, but if you want me to check, it doesn't matter. Make the most of me. You can check it for free, because of common illnesses, I can also diagnose it." said Bisma while laughing.
In about 15 minutes, the food they ordered arrived. Bathed in the light of the moon and stars in the night sky, the breeze that touches the skin, and the charm of the Bosporus Strait is stunning, only on the terrace of the cafe, but it seems so romantic both. Under the dark sky bathed in starlight and moonlight, Bhishma looked at Kanaya's face with an unfettered smile, the man seemed to notice how Kanaya ate her food, how the woman tidied her hair puppies, and how she was able to make her hair growl, it was as if in front of him there was only Kanaya who became the object of vision in both her retinas.
“Why don't you order another menu Mas? Can I nyincip.” said Kanaya while laughing. Usually if you order a different food menu, you can taste each other.
“Ah yes .. I forgot. Well, from tomorrow I will order a different food menu, so we can taste each other.” he said while slicing beef on his plate and then feed it to his wife.
Kanaya smiled, then opened her mouth. Receiving the first bribe from her husband, “Makasih Mas ..” she replied as she covered her mouth with one hand.
“So officially, you call me, Mas ya?” ask Kanaya again.
A vaguely visible nod was given by Kanaya, the woman then smiled, “I am learning to call you by that designation. Although we're high school friends, but calling your name directly, it doesn't feel right. So, I just call Mas ya.” said Kanaya this time.
Yes, maybe they are the same age, just different birth months. However, as a wife it is inappropriate to call her husband by name alone. It feels disrespectful. Kanaya is also learning to call her husband with a more appropriate call of course.
“It's okay .. It's important not to call a doctor anyway. The doctor is just a profession, if being your husband is not my profession. Being your husband is already the destiny of Allah.” replied Bhishma calmly. For him, being the husband of Kanaya was a destiny that God had laid out for him.
“Iya Mas, you are my destiny ..” Kanaya replied as she blushed in embarrassment and lowered her face again. The expression that her husband is fate to her is enough to make Kanaya rustle, not expecting in this beautiful place with the Bosporus Strait as her view and the ancient and standing Galata Tower, he admits that Bhishma is his destiny.