My Ottoman Girl

The warmth of the Candra family

I opened my body that felt stiff. I remember not performing Isya prayers immediately I changed clothes and took ablution in the bathroom.

The cold water from the shower makes my eyes bright and fresh again. Instantly my drowsiness disappeared. I saw it was 23:30 local time. Soon I will be called my red prayer mat and carry out my duties as a Muslim. I pray to Allah SWT to launch all my affairs tomorrow morning and I pray for the safety of my family who will cross the continent tomorrow morning.

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The dawn prayer had been reverberating through my phone, After a short squirm in bed I immediately got up and walked to the bathroom to shower immediately and perform my morning prayers.

After that I took a silver flat object with an Apple logo that half from the top of the nightstand.

I saw some WAs that might have been sent last night. There were 7 people who sent messages and one of them was the Emir of my best friend who was also a cousin of Syafri. I was very happy and immediately read it. He said he was happy with my marriage plans with Aygul and he apologized for not being able to come to Turkey because his wife was on 1st alert for labor. He had heard from Syafri about it.

I would also like to thank the Emir for introducing me to Syafri, who accompanied me in this Ottoman country and treated me with great kindness. I can't repay her kindness.

Then there was a message from Izza saying that my parents would arrive in Istanbul at 09:00 Istanbul time later. I have to prepare myself. Maybe I'll ask Syafri again to accompany me to the airport. And I immediately sent a sword to Syafri.

Next there was a message from my former neighbor Goddess who is now one of my business partners. He asked me and wanted to play in my house. For this message I deliberately ignored it first.

There are several messages from my employees telling me some things they should report directly about the task I gave them.

After reading some WA I saw 1 WA from Aygul. Turns out my girl sent me a message last night while I was asleep. I smiled at her reading, She said thank you and said her love unabashedly.

I immediately wrote a reply to him..

The art of seviyorum melegim

Means: I love you so much, too

And I sent it to him immediately. I smiled to myself.

I walked out of the room to the balcony. The fresh air of the sea breeze immediately lunged at my nose.

The sound of seagulls sounded melodious in the distance. I picked up the phone and immortalized the sun which still shyly flashed his smile.

My hand phone reads I see Syafri's name calling

Syafri : Assalamualaikum, I'm on the way to the hotel. Elif and my two kids can't wait to meet his uncle and aunt.

Me : Art zevkle bekleyeceim (i will wait for you with pleasure)

Fr: Thank you brother

me : we'll have breakfast here.

Then we stopped talking this morning. I immediately went to the bathroom and refreshed my body. I'd like to take all of Aygul's family for breakfast and I'll go to the airport after.

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The atmosphere this morning at Istanbul airport was already crowded. After we had all had breakfast I immediately took Syafri to pick up my parents to the airport.

I'll enjoy this morning at the airport 1 hour early. I'm very excited to wait for family here. There was a feeling of guilt that troubled Father and mother so much that she bothered to come here.

But what power. My heart can no longer turn to die lover again.

After 1 hour has passed. Finally the Turkey's airlane that brought my family to land. I can't wait to hug my parents and prostrate to ask for their blessing, both of which I love and respect.

The figure I am most proud of on earth was seen walking to drag 1 brown suitcase with slow steps. The handsome face that had been mixed with his twilight age murat had been seen.

" Dad! Mama!" I shouted because I saw Dad taking a different path from where I was standing.

"Izza ! Zein!"

I was shocked by the two of them following my parents. How happy my heart is right now.

Izza turned to look at me and his big smile spread in the corner of his tiny lips.

Izza immediately took my father's hand and pointed it towards me.

Mom smiled as she held her handbag. Zein is now in charge of carrying 2 large suitcases belonging to my mother.

After all the family was at the exit I immediately rushed to hug my parents. I kissed both the backs of his hands. My tears just spilled unstoppable.

Let the universe and everything in this airport witness how whiny I am.

Dad stroked my back and mom stroked my head.

" Thank you, Mom, Izza and Zein. Accept for all her prayers and support for Hafiz" I said still with tears in my eyes.

I forgot that the loyal figure of Syafri accompanied me.

Syafri immediately kissed my parents' hands and introduced himself to Zein and Izza. Dad thanked Syafri for his help during my time in Turkey.

The car that Syafri carries is only enough to accommodate passengers. At the end of Syafri calling someone I don't know what he's talking about. Then he patted me on the shoulder.

" I've called one of my employees to pick me up here with one more car to carry all your family stuff."

" Thank you Syafri we better wait inside that restaurant" I pointed to one of the restaurants at the airport.

I take the family to go to the restaurant while they enjoy Turkish food at the airport.

I'm entertaining your family with a typical Turkish dish. For Izza this was his first trip to Turkey. Previously, he was busy with his diktat. I saw him a few times with his own photo swa in some interesting photo objects.

" This is the original kebab not kw -kw an yes. Please enjoy. "my joke on Izza.

" Lha is here the real Mas. Did I bring the original seller back to Indonesia, Kan quite make the collection is also cute anyway, so there are his characteristics" he replied while the grin is not clear.

Zein pretended to glare her eyes at Izzah. Izza's hand smothered his mouth. We all laughed and saw both of them.

Dad cleared his throat, I think he'll discuss my marriage here directly.

" Kiddo, before mom and dad meet your wife's family. It would be nice to have a small meeting here first" said Father.

I nodded my head in approval of his proposal.

Syafri said goodbye to the parking lot to wait for his employees maybe he feels hesitant to be in the middle of my family. I nodded my head and he said he'd call me if he'd seen his men coming.

Zein smiled as he tapped the small spoon of sugar stirrer in his cup.

" So how's your next plan. Mom and Dad have agreed to follow all your will. May you be truly trustworthy, son, because marriage is sacred not to mess around. We as parents can only bless you" Dad said, patting me on the shoulder.

Mom chimed in on dad's words.

" For the wedding ceremony and dowry have you prepared, son? "

"Hafiz just bought a ring and a set of prayer tools. Because Hafiz's plan if we are already in Indonesia, Hafiz will invite Aygul to choose his own goods" I replied.

" Mom brought some handouts for the future mother-in-law. Later in the hotel we prepare ya." said he sparkling.

" Thank you my dear mother" I said, clutching her cheek and kissing her affectionately.

" Does Dad agree that tomorrow at noon we're going to have his wedding?" ask me

I looked at Mom. Then Mom nodded her head.

" Well if it's planned in advance. But I want to get to know the prospective father first"

At first glance I told about the background of Aygul's biological family and adoptive family until the incident that made him paralyzed.

I saw tears welling up in my mother and sister's eyes.

Maybe he was overwhelmed by my story.

After we finished our family meeting. Syafri called me saying the car was ready and we could get out to the parking lot. Walking along we came to the airport parking lot.

Silver and black mini bus looks neatly lined up in the row of parking number 2 from the back. Syafri invited my parents to ride in the black car I was riding in. Then the Syafri men I saw were Turkish citizens coming to help me with my family's suitcases.

Once everything was ready we immediately headed to the hotel. Izza and Ibu really enjoyed the view of the colorful tulip beds in the airport courtyard and in the city park we passed.

" Well, if the business is too late, I want to dong photos in the middle of the tulip!" point it towards the park.

" Yes, my dear sister. Zein can take you to the park, he went to Turkey a few years ago" I replied.

Izza turned to the back bench where I was sitting with Zein.

"Owh so Mas Zein was here?"

Zein nodded his head. Then on a whim I teased Izza.

"And at that time she became a Turkish girl idol you know"

Izza pouted, I laughed amusedly at her sulking.

"Ah hoax It huns. Don't believe your nosy brother" Zein replied in a panic.

I laughed again . Ah base you're a plain male Zein.!

Our trip finally arrived at the hotel where I was staying.