My Ottoman Girl

Turkey Iam coming

This business class flight really makes me comfortable. The facilities make me not feel too saturated and alone.

A relieved cabin space, which is able to accommodate 49 business class passengers with a seating configuration of 2-3-2 which is quite spacious and the seat on the right side of the armchair there are several navigation buttons to change the seat into a comfortable bed.

Snack and Turkish Special Meals are held alternately in my chair which has been conjured into a dining table. A glass of warm turkies tea and prawn salad and whole wheat bread and a bowl of mushroom soup became my appetizer. Hose some long main food in the field of Chicken meat and baked potatos and Orange juice sebangai companion. Cover with fresh fruit cocktail as dessert.

After the ritual my dinner is over . I immediately headed to the rest room to take ablution and how to tayamum. because the conditions on the plane that did not allow me to do the rudhu harmony perfectly. May Allah forgive the imperfections of my worship.When I arrive in Istanbul I will change my prayer perfectly.

I put my body on this plane seat lazily. After the prayer I will try to close my eyes to rest tonight.I hope tomorrow morning my body is healthy and ready to meet the girl of my heart.

I woke up when the cabin started to be dimly coloured and the flight attendants and flight attendants kindly handed out a warm towel to wash their faces to make them fresher. It doesn't feel like two hours later this plane will be landing in Istanbul Attarurk.

Breakfast was distributed by flight attendants and flight attendants. I took a sip of a warm Coffe cappucino and chewed on a cup of buns covered in bacon and a piece of cheese. My heart started to beat a little hard at the thought of my imminent encounter with Aygul.

The plane landed perfectly at Istanbul Attaturk airport . This month is March and it is spring in Turkey. The air I breathe is very fresh. The time shows at 07:00 local time and is currently the tulip festival season in this Ottoman country. Along the streets and parks in the city must have been decorated with tulips with colorful colors that refresh the eyes.

Because I had booked accommodation and transportation from the office through my secretary, I immediately got a pick-up from the hotel. I accidentally didn't tell Aygul about my arrival because I wanted to surprise him. I want to go to his house later.

A man of my age I saw carrying a piece of paper bearing my name in the pickup lounge. Then I approached her and greeted her first.

" Hello Mr. Erkam. Are you looking for Bramantyo?" my broom. He looked and smiled kindly.

"Oh Hello sir are you Mr Bramantyo? " ask her back. I nodded and she shook my hand and grabbed my suitcase to take her to the hotel car in the parking lot. I followed her wide footsteps towards the parking lot.

Moments later I was sitting in my hotel car and enjoying the beautiful view of the tulips. I imagined picking a white tulip and I gave it to my beloved Aygul.

"Mr Bram. If you need my services to take you during this day to call me" said Erkam break my silence.

" It is good . I need you for a few days I'm here Mr. Erkam. " I am friendly.

I am not too familiar in this country because I only 3 times visited here while in college. So I better ask for Mr Erkam's power services to be my tour guide plus my driver while in Turkey.

I entered the lobby of a 5-star hotel in the city center. Ancient Turkish nuances were plastered all over the hotel I was staying at. This hotel which is a museum offers a million world tourist charms.

The hotel offers direct views over the beautiful slopes of Starius.

I asked Ira to find me a classic and elegant hotel. My love of traveling also makes me willing to spend a bit deep to enjoy the power of Allah SWT on the face of this Turkish earth.

A room boy escorted me to the elevator that would take me to my room.

The room I occupy is quite spacious with the size of a king size bed. I opened the window of my room and immediately I saw the slope of the Starius from a distance

I lay myself on the bed. I started calling Mr. Erkam and told him to prepare for 3 more hours to take me to Haqia Shopia. For today I purposely spent my time to enjoy this city myself. I plan to meet Aygul later in the afternoon. Maybe this morning he was still teaching at the college.

I sent a message through Mom's WA. I reported that I arrived safely. So that Mom and Dad don't fret about waiting for my news. I sent a message to the Emir. I told him I was in the Ottoman state. I accidentally didn't call the Emir afraid to interrupt his break. Apparently after my WA was sent he immediately called me enthusiastically.

Emir: Assalamualaikum Hafiz. Thank God you finally got there

Me : Alaikum greetings Mr. Cik. You're not resting?

Emir : Is awake. Wife is feeling her heartburn awaiting delivery.

Me : Masya Allah. Hopefully Mak Cik is given smoothness in his delivery. And healthy all.

Emir : Aamiin. Thanks Bro. You want to meet Aygul?

Emir: I'm sorry Fiz. Aygul has been out of work for months

Me: Oh my God, what happened to his PaCik?

Emir: I'm sorry I couldn't answer Fiz. Because this is a trust I have to hold. Aygul wants you to know for yourself. And it's better this morning you meet her.

Me: Well I appreciate your decision. Please help me this once to give you Aygul's address

Emir: I will have my cousin Maulana pick you up. Let him take you to Aygul's house.

Me: All right, Uncle. Thank you for your help. In 1 hour, tell Maulana to come up to my room. I'll call the receptionist to take Maulana straight to my room.

After closing my talks with the Emir I immediately contacted Mr. Erkam to cancel my show today. I promise to bring it up again if my business is done. Then I rushed to take a shower so that later when Maulana arrived I was ready.

Less than 1 hour later. My bedroom door has been knocked. Must be Maulana Emir's cousin.

I opened the door and saw 2 men standing at the door. A Malay-faced man and another Arab-faced man who was one of the hotel attendants

" Good morning Mr. Hafiz. This is a guest named Mr. Maulana. " The hotel official said.

" Thank you Mr. Jamal. Please enter Mr Maulana " I said while looking at the name tag on his chest and did not forget I gave a piece of dollars for the officer's tips.Swistful smile appeared on the face of the hotel young man then he resigned to continue his work.

"Let's go ahead Mr. Maulana" Sapaku to her. His face was indeed a bit of a resemblance to the Emir but his body was a few centis taller than his cousin.

He is also warm and friendly like an Emir. I am grateful to get good treatment from him.

" Call me Syafri. Because the name Maulana here is very much." joked her

" Alright Syafri. Let's have breakfast at the restaurant after that we continue our journey. " I said to take her up to the restaurant on the roof toof above.

I tidied all my luggage into my travel bag.Syafri helped me bring my camera that I deliberately brought from Jakarta.

We climbed 3 floors from my room through the hotel elevator. This 5-star restaurant looks great. Two female officers opened the door and let us in.

I took a seat near the pool. Syafri sat in front of me. Putting my camera on the bench next to him.

a waitress approached our table and handed us a menu book. Because on the plane I just ate a piece of smoked meat sanwich then my stomach has now asked for his ration again. I ordered for both of us. Two servings of my favorite goat meat grill kofte. A serving of Pide (Turkish-style pizza is shaped like a long leaf ) . Humus, Simit and baklava for dessert. Two glasses of cold lemon tea and two cups of warm date milk soon I order too.

It took about 10 minutes for all of our orders to arrive.

I invited Syafri to immediately eat the dish in front of us.

We both enjoyed this breakfast by occasionally telling stories about Turkey.

" Sapri. How's the story about you marrying Aygul's cousin?" ask me while chocolating the pide into the sauce bowl.

" We both work for a mining company in the United States. That is how love starts from the ordinary. Then I asked her to marry she was willing but she asked me to stay with her here after marriage because she was the only child in her family. Since then I started living and building my business here too "he said explaining.

" Then how do you know Aygul and I were in a relationship?" ask me again

" I was on vacation back to Malaysia when I looked at my parents. Then I visited the Emir's house, accidentally my wife saw a picture of the Emir with Aygul and you and a pair of female men who were put in large pairs with pigoras and placed on the walls of the Emir's house."