
The distance taken to get to Sydney Airport from my city is 5,083 km and takes 5 - 7 hours using Garuda Airlines.
Kaysan and I used different flights. Kaysan had left since last night and was going to pick me up after he got there. While I was still waiting at home, it wasn't Kaysan who wouldn't allow me to go alone, the two damn twins took part in a wild safari picnic later.
"Sir, have you ever been on a plane?" tanya Sadewa who was busy dragging her two large suitcases.
"It used to be a study tour in the aerospace museum."
"A plane is a berganggggg. Especially at the museum."
I chuckled, "it's important to get on the plane."
"Ra ndeso, Ra kathrok. If you don't know anything, ask!" lick Nakula.
"Who are my brothers, thank you."
"Mom, is there with you? Lately I've been looking at Mbak like a sledgehammer, slabs."
"Mr is executing the plan."
"Mouse plans again?"
I nodded, the driver who drove the three of us to the international airport, already taking us on the urban streets.
"Mr phobia of heights?"
"No." I replied lazily, because I realized that I was scared to get on the plane. In my navel I have pasted koyo, after breakfast 'pun already drink reject wind. But it feels the same, not nothing I've been nauseous.
This was my first time getting on a real plane, it felt like my chest was about to explode, my heart was beating randomly, my hands were already full of cold sweat. But my face I try to look fine.
Picnic this time instead of happy I was scared. Not to mention the wildlife safari that Kaysan wanted, these two damn twins were no longer. He said he wanted to meet saltwater crocodiles, wanted to split the Sahara desert, wanted to explore the jungle, the action was like a true fire. Their luggage was too over, his shoes must match with his clothes, do not forget Nike Air Jordan already Nakula wear. He stepped on my shoes which cost only 10% of the price of his shoes, "jare acquaintance."
The weather in Sydney is lucky when December is summer. So I don't have to carry a thick coat that will add to the weight of the suitcase I'm carrying.
Nakula was silent while listening to music from the headphones he was wearing. Sadewa, busy calling her boyfriend who she said wanted to follow for summer vacation. I guess, the vacation plan this time they have arranged from far away.
An hour later, we arrived at the international airport. Our flight will take off in 1 hour, while now it still shows at 08:15, there is still time to meditate in the bathroom. I need time to calm down. The science of meditation taught 'the Atmoe mantra does not apply to the present, all outside my control.
After entering the airport and passing many officers' checks. Me and the twins were in the waiting room. My face pias, many times I sighed and finally, I peed.
"Nakul, Anterin Ma'am to the toilet." I shook Nakula's shoulder, as she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, as if she was lazy to travel 5-7 hours on the plane.
"Bak kebelet pee, come on, later Mbak can wet the bed." I said again while removing the headphones that Nakula was wearing. He let out a rough sigh and pulled my hand towards the toilet.
"Sir, Ma'am hungry." Along the corridor to the toilet many franchises peddle his food, some make me want to buy it.
"So pee, now get hungry. Which one does she want?" nakula asked as her hand took off my hand, while I was still standing behind the glass pointing at the bread in various shapes and flavors.
"Nakul, that delicious chocolate that's cheese too." My smile is full of hope.
"Bak peed, we'll be taking off soon. Mas Kaysan can be angry if we miss the plane."
"Nakul, thanks. Wait here, ma'am." I step foot away from Nakula.
In the toilet I sat for quite a while, as my feet stomped on the floor repeatedly as if this unease was hard for me to clap. In my sling bag there are several perfumes, including eucalyptus oil. I rubbed my stomach and back with eucalyptus oil. Maybe this is the reason why Kaysan won't let me go to Sydney alone.
Panic turns out I can't handle myself, my ndesoku souls are still attached to me. I rushed out of the women's toilet until I didn't realize I was bumping into someone's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, not intentionally. I'm in a hurry." I followed in the footsteps of the man wearing a Hoodie jacket that read IDDM [Indonesian Death Metal], "Mas, mas. Don't be mad." I said a little more running towards him.
"Where are you going, 15 minutes to take off, let's get on the plane." Nakula blocked my hand.
"That was like a temen, Ma'am." My eyes were still wandering around looking for him in the crowd.
"Well, I just wanted to apologize for accidentally bumping into him."
"It's forgiven." chirped Nakula.
"Not you!"
The three of us finally got on the plane, the turbine sound had cleared my nerve. My body is getting shaky.
"Bak don't faint, don't get airsick, don't panic disorder!" Nakula reminded me many times.
"Fear natural things, let alone this for the first time Mbak boarded a plane. Ngertiin, Ma'am dong."
"Hufh.pardon, it's been months so Ningrat kok still Ndeso, Ma'am."
"It has nothing to do with Ningrat, fear is fear, like a first impression on the first night. Scared but willing. ha-ha-ha."
"Look!" [deaf; crazy; crazy] Nakula said as she crossed her index finger on her forehead.
After hearing the instructions from the flight attendant to put the seat belt on properly, I saw the man I hit earlier interrupting the flight attendant standing near the entrance, it turns out that the man was also the same passenger as Sydney Airport, located in New South Wales, Australia.
In a few minutes, my body was not on the ground, the plane door was closed. Many times I lowered my head and adjusted my breath, my feet kept me moving to ward off fear.
"Pray to be safe until the destination. Don't just think of making children, making children, and making children."
"Bikin the boy also worshiped, Mas Kaysan, my paradise."
"Many roads lead to Rome. Without having to under the pretext of making children."
"Understand." I threw my face away, I saw the plane start to dive sharply into the air.
We only use business class, inevitably the journey taken up to seven hours requires me who has been in a mess to continue beristighfar in silence, my ears continue to ring, he said, while Sadewa has been bablas to dreamland. Like last night he was willing to play Mobile Legend until early morning, so now all he does is fall asleep. Unlike Nakula, he is busy reading some of Conan's detective comics and other literary novels.
Actually from earlier my eyes were fixed on the man wearing IDDM Hoodie. I used to stare at her, when Nakula was reading her book. Otherwise, surely his honest mouth would complain to Kaysan, if I was flirtatious with others. Though not, I was just curious, because he was like Nanang. A series of questions and suspicions continued - connecting in my head, from his posture, the way he walked and covering his head with a hood of a jacket, but unfortunately his face was covered by a mask. So from my seat I can only guess.
"The journey is still long, you better sleep, if you do not eat the bread you want earlier." Nakula broke my daydream.
"Bak's afraid of vomiting, you'll be disgusted."
"No, just eat. Later in the wind even more troublesome. There's no kerik." [crackers; scrapers ]
I stifled a laugh, while picking up a few pieces of cake that Nakula had deliberately placed on the table.
"Nakul, yuk selfie." take me while munching on cheese-flavored bread.
"Make what Ma'am, don't be tacky, please."
"Make mementos."
I have prepared an analog camera that I bought secretly without Kaysan's knowledge.
"Say cusssss..." Snap! the lights from this camera made some other passengers turn to us, I looked down while Nakula covered her face with her comic.
I hold back my laughter, and I hold my shame.
Especially when Nakula's eyes glanced sharply at me, "Ndesomu kebangetan, Mbak." he said softly while making my laughter explode.
Thank you for supporting my Husband a Ningrat so far yes, yesterday revisions many times just to follow the editor's choice recommendation, thank you selected, bonus updates again later in the afternoon π