The Accidental Met The Prince
Lost
Scintillating narrowed his eyes, the light coming from the blemish of the window successfully disturbed his deep sleep.
His eyes immediately widened. How long has he been asleep? After the dawn prayer the woman wants to rest the body for a while.
"What!" screams brilliantly at his phone. Nimbly take the towel.
It is believed that he had been asleep for more than five hours. Though he had to givew breakfast menu that can be sold at exactly 7 am Doha time.
It was too late to introduce the breakfast menu. Scintillating trying to stay calm applying thin makeup on his face. Although it is only 10 am, the air in Qatar has reached 35 degrees during a season like this.
He unpacked the contents of the suitcase to look for a black abaya that would be worn on the first day of the meriview in Qatar. Not to forget he also used a long pasmina like the Qatari woman he met in the hotel and streets of Doha.
Look again at the look in the mirror. It was like a Qatari even though the clothes he was wearing were bought in the land market.
Glamorous grab Canon Eos camera. Usually if you give food around Jakarta, he will definitely invite Sunny to be a cameraman. But in Doha, he had to be both host and cameraman.
Gemilang opened the phone intending to contact Ameera to ask to take her to the location of her first foodstreet.
Had not had time to contact the Arab woman, Ameera sudan sent a voice note since morning.
"Reminently, I'm so sorry, I couldn't get you this morning, my husband suddenly got a stomachache after trying to have breakfast by sambel squid from you. So sorry, you can go alone, always use the map, and call me if there is a problem."
Scintillating exhaling a rough breath. Sambal squid made by his mother is indeed no opponent. Scintillating regret giving the demon-level sambel to Ameera.
He himself finally bothered having to explore alone in the land of people. First time anyway. But he doesn't have to worry. In Doha, a safe city is not, there is no way here there is a snatch like in Jakarta.
Just look at their vehicles, the Supercars that go on the streets like peanuts. Is it possible the residents will pick up his buluk bag.
"Let's go! Doha I'm coming!" a brilliant Exhilaration in his heart cheered him out of the hotel Lobby.
He also got into a car ordered from the Uber app.
Not long ago Gemilang arrived at one of the foodstreet areas in the city of Doha. A kind of wide alley made specifically for the food area. The location is not too far from one of the stadiums for the World Cup.
Scintillating into the foodstreet area and looking for the first food recommended by KFOI.
Foodstreet in Doha is not like in Jakarta that sells on street plates. But they've got a special place in an alley to fit some cheap food.
The location is actually similar to the Cafe lined up. Glamorous finally found the place on his list.
"What is the most popular menu here for breakfast?" said Gemilang when greeted by Cafe employees. Though this time may be more time to show lunch hours.
"Chapati, Shawarma, Pani Puri, crepe. What do you want?" said the man in Arabic.
"Okay sir, I want you to make all of them for me" said Gemilang.
The man nodded kindly and invited Gemilang to sit in the chair provided at the cafe.
Arrange the camera while waiting for the food to come. Repots should also take videos of themselves like this. But everything will pay off if the viewer will go up. Gemilang must make the best video for his first Vlog meriview food in the city of Doha.
"Shawarma, chapati, Pani Puri, crepe," said the cafe waiter who served food in front of the resplendent.
"Thanks you," replied Scintillatingly cheerfully.
In front of him was now shunned by the food he ordered. The aroma of the smoke-mixed spice began to waft in his nose. Luckily this morning he only had breakfast milk and dates to empty his stomach. The middle east menu looks delicious.
Scintillating began to open Shawarma's white paper package. Maybe Shawarma's food is not too foreign to him.
The beautiful woman immediately devoured with a large bite that became her trademark food bloggers.
"But the meat really tastes chops and is very juicy, vegetables are also a lot you can see," Gemilang showed the food song on camera.
After devouring Shawarma he turned to other foods that were as wide as thin kebab skin with curry chicken sauce.
This time he was not sure if he could finish this meal. But for the sake of content needs Gemilang always try to show in front of the camera he can spend the food in riview. Though he often wraps food that is not exhausted because of redundancy.
Until the last menu that can be said to be dessert. Gemilang meriview thin powdery skin pieces that have been smeared Nutella and in containing peanut toppings.
"Crepe here is not stingy topping guys," he said while wiping the brown straws at the tip of his lips.
Flashing shut off the camera. Food that does not disappoint even though it is only a class Foodstreet. He had to empty his stomach again to try his next meal.
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Still standing in front of the cafe. The hot weather in the city of Doha is enough to make it easily tired.
The next place in the recommendation of KFOI is not far from where it is now if seen from the Map. Perhaps the best walking solution even the hot weather in the city of Doha is not very supportive.
He started walking out of the cafe. Walk down the foodstreet stalls that serve almost the same food.
Scintillating steps down the road until they no longer find people who peddle food.
In a hurry he grabbed a phone that showed no direction anymore.
Screaming squeezed his hand when he found out his phone was dead. When he fell asleep this morning he forgot to charge his phone.
How he'll contact Ameera.
He looked around to make sure the direction was back to where it was.
But it seems futile. The chaotic thoughts in addition to his body that was tired from thirst, made him unable to think. All he knows now, he walked too far to not know where to go because it was surrounded by buildings that were limited to four lanes.
Scintillating not wanting to despair, he tried to ask the surrounding population. I didn't ask much help to help him. Many of the people in the alley do not speak English.
His throat is getting dry. If he was in Jakarta certainly not as difficult as this looking for a seller of mineral water in a conch trader who can be open 24 hours.
The more steps he walked down the alley, Gemilang felt increasingly strange.
Is he lost?
I don't know how many hours he walked still can not go back to the first cafe he came to. He wants to go back to the hotel at this time. But it is very difficult to communicate in its place now.
Scintillating to see from a distance there is a kind of resto that many in come like tourists. He must come to seek help before it gets dark. But why the clothes of female visitors so minimal material. It is not that it is not in accordance with the dress code that applies in this country.
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To Be continued.....