Tahajjud
Airports

I blinked my eyes at every corner of the room I could see the gadia I was looking for.

Sure thing!!!! I had just sharpened my vision, There was a girl who was my age, curled up on her bed, I ventured to meet her and ask her..

" Mba is sick again?? What medicine does belom take??? When was he here from??? I asked him to argue" without waiting for an answer from him..

The one I asked just stared at me, and she wiped her tears.Some one held back her tears trying to explain to me about her presence..

" Yes mba, I am sick again, besides I took the medicine, I have been here for almost 1 month, he explained to me.

" Laaah, is there no cure?? his face looks pale, I replied according to what I saw before my eyes..

wait a minute I want to take medicine first, I happen to have medicine.

After saying that I also passed from his face to take the medicine for him..

🦋🦋🦋

A week ago I was in Tarhil, that afternoon the officer from the embassy seemed to enter the room.

All who were in the room immediately approached him, I who saw many people in a crowd came to him.

One of them read the name" which will be returned at that sa'at as well.

* May my name include ya'Allah, I have missed the woman who gave birth to me *

Alfie spoke to himself. The goddess Fortuna was on her side.

Alfiani Dira Sukeshi "my name is called by a man of stock, who is a thick man,

I who heard it immediately bowed in gratitude, because God heard my Do', I immediately grabbed my carry and I quickly put on my command and soon passed to gather with friends"I'm the one who's gathered at the place that's gonna deliver us all..

*

A woman approached me and asked.

" Neng, where are we going??

" Lack of tea, we go where they take us, I answered briefly.

" yes tea..

**

We were directed to get into a bus, then the bus passed either where the destination was me and the others did not or, could only submit to follow the direction of an officer.

several hours of driving on the journey now arrived when the bus we were riding stopped at an airport.

مطار الملك عبدالعزيز الدولي

I round my eyes to read the writing, my little heart smiles happily, Apparently I am already at the airport..

* I have to report this to Nur's sister and others, Toh during my stay at tarhil I have not contacted them*

Soon I reach my mobile phone and I press Kak Nur's number.

📱 Daaaarrrttt,, only once the ringing is heard, the owner of the number receives it..

📱 Assalamualaikum Kak, my greetings when I hear a voice over there.

📱Naur : Alfi, now call brother.

📱Alfi : sorry brother, You see Alfi was afraid long time ago was in tarhil, so alfi has not contacted brother. My answer explains it.

Safira's still at home, isn't she the same sister?? My toot.

📱 Nur : Safiranya just in between her Papa obet to her employer's house.

📱Alfi : ooooh, kirain is still at his home.

📱 Nur : Where are you currently?? Kok brisik bangat, asked Kak Nur who might have heard the frenzied voice that was here.

📱 Alfi : I'm again at the airport now brother.

📱 Nur : are you going to Alfi?? Be careful on the road yes, do not forget to tell your brother if it has arrived in indo, said kak nur, who I have agreed to turn off his phone..