Between Maghrib and Isya
Return to Indonesia
I have been in this romantic city for almost 3 years. Paris, France. One of the countries in continental Europe. A country that has a lot of world history.
Now, my time is up. It is time to return to my country of birth, Indonesia.
friend group in paris
Kingdom : “haii guys”
Kingdom: “Tomorrow I will go to Indonesia”
Blanche : “why so fast Ray?”
Kingdom : “My father's work is done here guys. So, we decided to go back to Indonesia”
Achille : “I will miss you so much”
Camille : “Tomorrow before Kingdom goes, let's take a picture, guys. What time does Raya leave tomorrow?”
Kingdom : “I leave the house at 8am”
Bella: “no more my Indonesian friends here”
Kingdom : “there was still Blanche, Camille, and Achille. See you again at Indonesia Bell. You guys also go to Indonesia later, so I can meet you there”
Kingdom : “All right, I want to pack up first. Tomorrow morning you will come to my house yeahhh”
After telling them all, I returned to clean up my goods that I will bring tomorrow to Indonesia.
“my adventure in Paris has finished”, say me while putting clothes in a suitcase.
“all have been packed dear?”, asked my mother who arrived just entered my room
“eh has ma. It's staying for the one in wear tomorrow ma”, replied I'm a little surprised
“ada who want mama help again do not love?”, ask my mama
“it seems like no ma. I've done it all Kok”, I replied casually
“ok deh, then mama out first ya babe”
“ok ma”
After finishing cleaning things, I lay my body on my favorite mattress. “ini last night I slept on this mattress, last night sleeping in Paris. Will I return to this romantic country?”, I say in my heart.
***
The sun in Paris began to shine. Last morning in Paris.
I was clean and ready for my departure. Honestly, I don't know how I feel. There's happy and sad. Happy because I will return to Indonesia after almost 3 years not coming home, I miss Indonesia and my longing seems to be over. Sad, because I have to part with my friends here, friends who are always there, who can accept me even though I cannot speak French, he said, I miss my memories in this city.
“ his goods are carried out, baby, let it be put in the car. You have breakfast first gih”, saut my father who is busy removing the suitcase from the room.
“ok dad”, answer me
“you do not say goodbye to your friend?”, asked my mom
“iya later they come here, Nara told them to come this morning”, I replied
“oh. You don't give gifts to them as memories?”
“udah ma, yesterday Nara gave the bracelet to them”
“oh yes ma, Miss Aira is not coming?”, connect me
“already mama phone last night. He said he wanted to come here this morning”, replied my mother
“oh gitu”
I really enjoyed my breakfast, my favorite smoothies.
“Nara... Miss Aira come ni”, say my father from outside.
I went straight to Miss Aira.
“entry Miss”, say me
“iya Nar”
“Miss want to drink what? Miss already had breakfast?”, ask me
“not for Nara, Miss already had breakfast. No need to bother”, said Miss Aira
“what time is Nara's departure?”, continued Miss Aira
“away from home at 8 Miss, take off her at 10 Miss”, answer me
“Nara will miss Aira. If Miss has returned to Indonesia reported Nara ya”, I replied while returning Miss Aira's embrace which I accidentally dropped my tears
“Nara doain hope Miss quickly graduated, success continues for Miss”, continued me
“please. Nara is also successful going forward. The spirit continues to learn so that it can realize the dream of Nara”, said Miss Aira
“thank you Miss already want to teach Nara, already want to be Missnya Nara”
“iya, the same dear”, said Miss Aira
“eh Miss Aira has come”, my mom who just came from the kitchen
“iya ma”, Miss Aira replied while kissing my mama's handcuffs
“Naraaa... Your friend's friend came ni”, say my father from outside.
“sewhile Yes Miss”, say me
“iya Nar”
“haii Ray”, saut Archille deluan
“haii guys” says me
“already want to go?”, asked Bella
“yup Bell”
“Let's take a picture before Raya leaves. as memories guys”, Camille's order
1 2 3 siisss
“again again”, Blanche's leech
1 2 3 check
“I will miss you Ray”, said Camille while hugging me and followed by others.
“me too”, greet me by replying to their embrace.
“Nara, let's go”, say my father who seems ready to put the goods into the car
“Rayaaaa”, whine brand foursome.
“we can video call. I'm sure one day we will meet again”, answer me with a little win them
“Pray for me to reach my destination safely”
“daaahh. See you again”, I continued while leaving them towards the car.
“be careful Ray”, say them
“thanks for everything guys”, say me
The car drove away leaving the house. Without realizing it, my tears fell back on my cheeks.
“it's a shame, someday you'll meet again. Can video call if kangen”, say my mom while hugging me
No words came out of my mouth except the sound of my crying. I remember my time home schooling with Miss Aira, hanging out with my best friend, going on a road trip with my family, and much more.
After almost 1 hour drive, I finally arrived at the airport.I, my mother and father entered the airport with our goods and take care to get tickets. Once the tickets were in hand, we were asked to enter the waiting room to wait for the flight schedule.
After about 20 minutes of waiting, we were asked to enter the plane. Thank goodness I was sitting by the window. The place I like the most, because I can see the view from above, I can see the clouds.
The trip this time was quite boring, about 18 hours I spent in the plane. Bored bangeeettt.
***
After a very long and boring journey, my family and I finally arrived in Indonesia. Surabaya, my hometown. “gue kangen very similar this city. I’m came back”, say I in heart after getting off the plane.
“Nara Nara, please mama du”, if my mama panics
“why ma?”, ask me in a panic too
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