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Departure
Alaram with the call of the dawn Adhan sounded from the square object called the smartphone. Nayla deliberately put up an adhan ringtone because their campus area is far from being called a mosque. So it will be difficult for them to hear the call of prayer.
Nayla who had mastered herself from drowsiness moved toward Keyla who was still slumbering. His hand moved to pat Keyla's arm slowly.
"Key, wake. Fajr prayers yuk," said Nayla gently. There was no response from Keyla.
"Key, let's get up," now Nayla starts to wiggle her body slowly.
The girl squirms just looking for her other comfortable position.
"Keeeyyyy," Nayla's voice began to rise.
But Keyla remained in her comfort zone.
"Man Rabbuka?????" Nayla half yelled right in the girl's ear.
Keyla was suddenly shocked from her sleep.
"Mamaaaa," she screeches when she wakes up.
Nayla laughed at Keyla's fear.
"Eat him, I know the prayer time but not immediately wake up," hardik Nayla without feeling guilty.
"Your staff is Nay, I'm scared."
Keyla who was about to cry made the guilt slip from Nayla.
The girl sat down and embraced Keyla who was now shedding tears.
"I'm sorry. You know I joke a lot" Nayla stroked the girl's hair gently.
Keyla was still crying but nodded her head at the sign she forgave Nayla.
"Udah well, we pray now," said Nayla who has now stood back.
He stretched out his hand to Keyla like a mother would carry her child out of bed. And the girl received a helping hand while laughing. They sometimes joke around but they can both forgive each other quickly.
Keyla is the type of girl who is spoiled and whiny when compared to Nayla who is tomboyish and mature. Their age has both stepped on the number 24 years but they both like there is no intention to feel the name of love.
Not that they never date. It's just that, in love affairs, those who are adults certainly want to establish a serious relationship. No more time to break up or break up and look for new ones.
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No more than five minutes they finished performing the obligatory worship 2 rakaat it as the identity of Muslims. Nayla was always a priest when they prayed. He turned to Keyla who was on his right side, the girl was folding the face she had just worn.
"Later as long as I don't exist don't forget the salat ya key," he smiled.
"Ready Nayla darling."
"Remember, any busy person still has to pray, okay?"
"Yes-iya Nay, bring you really, really," he laughed and got up to keep the face on the little nightstand next to his bed.
"Finally you if you're not asked to pray too" Nayla sneered. He followed Keyla to save the mucus he was wearing.
Keyla showed only her grin.
"what time are you flying Nay?"
asked Keyla who was now sitting on the lip of the bed. He saw Nayla who was now beginning to struggle with the clothes she was going to wear.
"At 8 this morning Key," replied Nayla who was still busy with her clothes.
"Oh there's still 3 hours, want to have breakfast first?" asked Keyla who had always been the cook. Although Keyla impressed spoiled girls but the girls' cooking skills deserve thumbs up.
"May, Nasi goreng yah," Nayla's Leech with a big smile on Keyla.
Keyla squealed then laughed.
"Okay, ma'am" said the girl, passing out of the room to the dirty kitchen on the floor of their dorm room, while carrying a rice cooker that he took from the kitchen clean in the room contains the rest of the rice overnight that they did not spend.
The sorority dormitory consists of seven floors, each floor has two dirty kitchens divided into each block. Each block holds twelve people while one room is occupied by two people. Each room has a clean kitchen with a mini fridge and a bathroom.
Not only that, there is also a TV and a computer that can be used with the roommate. The facility is indeed provided by the university so that students feel more comfortable than having to rent an apartment.
Keyla and Nayla's rooms are on the 5th floor of block J. And in this block there are only five students left who do not enjoy the summer holidays outside.
So Keyla can more freely use the kitchen like a kitchen at home.
Keyla entered the room with two dishes filled with fried rice and an omelet with two pieces of Japanese cucumber favorite Nayla.
A seductive aroma burst out within their rooms.
Nayla who was dressed neatly with her casual outfit approached Keyla who was already sitting sweetly at their mini dinner table. Nayla sat in front of the girl.
Nayla recited the word Bismillah before finally bribing a spoon of fried rice into her mouth.
"Waaah, as always," the girl showed a thumbs up as a steady sign of Keyla's cooking.
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Visit Keyla and Nayla at Fukuoka International Airport after traveling through the toll road from their University using an online taxi for approximately 15 minutes.
Fukuoka Airport is located in the Hakata district which will be connected to the city center by highway and also connected to the subway station.
They are currently in Terminal 4 for international departures. At this airport, passengers can enter the waiting area of the departure gate so now the girl is waiting for Nayla who is checking in and registering baggage.
It didn't take long to wait, Nayla came over to Keyla with her happy face. His hand was moving to put the passport back in his sling bag.
"It's so happy if you want to travel" Keyla said when the girl was in front of him.
While Nayla just laughed not intending to respond to the sneer from Keyla.
The two of them continued on their way to the gate 3 waiting area. There are twenty-five minutes left before Nayla's departure.
Nayla took Keyla to a seat not far from the departure gate attendant.
From the seat, they could see some planes that were parked and some even arrived at the runway area.
Nayla's two hands moved to reach into her sling bag and pulled out her phone from inside.
He tried to call his mother and father, but no one answered. Eventually he chose to leave a message to tell his parents that he was leaving soon.
Without waiting for a reply, the girl deactivated and put her phone back in the bag.
"Nay, honestly well, actually I don't want you to go," Keyla said after a few minutes there was no discussion between them.
Nayla turned her head, "because you will be alone in the dorm for a week huhah," the girl joked.
But Keyla looked at him with a serious look, "I'm not kidding Nay," he looked back at the runway from the large glass window.
"Somehow I don't want you to go" Keyla continued.
Nayla smiled at her best friend.
He grabbed Keyla and leaned his head on Keyla's right shoulder.
"Udah, it's only been a week. Remember you don't forget to pray, okay?"
Keyla nodded according to Nayla.
"Don't just watch drakor mulu you key,"
His words once again commemorate Keyla who always stayed up late with the stock of Korean drama.
Keyla nodded back and turned to Nayla.
"Bawain ole-ole yaahh," he said now with a wide laugh.
He tried to shake off any negative thoughts that somehow started haunting him.
"Yes" answered Nayla.
There was a call for Chinese Eastern Airlines passengers from loudspeakers at each corner of the terminal.
All passengers are required to make a boarding pass immediately.
Nayla says goodbye to Keyla. The girl hugged Nayla very tightly although not too long, Keyla finally let go of Nayla with a heavy heart.
After showing her the boarding pass, Nayla turned to her best friend and waved her hand. The wide smile added to the pretty aura of the young grey veiled girl.
Eventually, she completely disappears from Keyla's sight.
While on the plane, Nayla smiled considering the sad look on her best friend's face.
I don't know why he was worried in his heart. But soon he caught that feeling. He wanted his trip this time to be as fun as previous years.
Bismillah. He said as he stepped into the plane.
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Keyla who no longer saw the figure of Nayla chose to step away from the waiting area.
His heart was still heavy to let go of Nayla. Even though the previous year, he felt fine when Nayla left traveling.
The girl took a long breath.
"O Allah, protect Nayla to the destination" he said slowly and continued walking out of the airport.
*****to be continued***
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