
Like the trip abroad that I often do and Vavan often take me, the same time this time. He didn't want to miss this opportunity because for the first time I've been away for a long time.
I'm lucky to have him by my side who sometimes acts like an airport clerk and often checks all documents before traveling. Looks chatty, but his disappointment is reasonable.
He's much more thorough than me. Always ensure documents, items that must be packed in a tenteng bag, a list of drugs that must be brought, drinks and food, and various lists of other items of need.
"All in the suitcase?" ask him while closing the trunk of the car.
"Already, only one has not" I replied.
"Chicken Clap" ledeknya.
We both laughed because we both knew. Exactly as described and did not plan to buy Chicken Clap. Vavan's car drove out of the apartment area I was staying in.
I looked once again at the tall building that had been my residence. The 17th floor, in this Tower we created many memories of friendship, which I will never forget.
Jogging at night that we usually do, because lazy wake up early. There is a garden on the Grand Floor that surrounds a large swimming pool, there are gym facilities as well. That's what made me choose this place, one of them.
Gathering, jogging, swimming or picnicking in the park is a routine thing we do while washing our eyes see the guys who usually also sports afternoon there. Only applies to us - of course, Vavan prefers Gym usually. I will definitely miss all this activity, let alone the warmth of the sun.
"Tumben nih not jammed" Vavan began playing music while still concentrating with the wheel.
"Yes, may this goddess of fortune follow us on. Arriving at the airport safely, you go home again and all smoothly. The process of***check in**** and my documents are also very good at all immigration, amen".
"Amen!" Vavan said it with a big voice to match the music in his car.
It only took 1 hour, we arrived at Soekarnoe Hatta airport. Jakarta streets that are not too jammed have given this smoothness. There's still plenty of time and I don't need to rush either. This is what I like, every trip has enough time to check in and still be able to relax enjoy a glass of coffee before entering the plane.
Vavan clasped my hand and we walked together from the car park area to the departure terminal. What we usually do when we walk. People often think we are a couple.
For us it is just a habit of expressing the closeness of our friendship. He hugged me and took a long breath. He showed no tears, he always smiled and calmed down with a shady look.
"Call me anytime. Don't date just anyone" her message greeted my laughter. She knows all the men I've ever dated.
"Never dare to send me a photo when you eat Clap" threatened me who was greeted with laughter.
I hugged her body tightly. I know I miss coming to Estonia soon. We waved to each other, I prepared all the documents to check in. He walked back to the parking area.
"Vash!" he screamed from far away. I turned towards him. He ran towards me, hugging me with his hunting breath.
"I will miss you too" I said. After that, we completely split up because I had to check in.
***
After more than 10 hours on the plane, I set foot again at Istanbul's Ataturk airport. This is one of my favorite airports. Always happy every time you transit here, although often have problems with the internet at the airport. I love all the other facilities they have.
I've spent many hours here reading books and working. I'm a handyman, so the location where I'm located doesn't affect my work at all, as long as there's internet. If there is no internet, I often do some work offline.
Hot coffee, sandwiches and deserts often accompany me at this airport. That was fun enough for me. There are many choices of cafes that offer convenience to its customers. But if you do not hang out at the cafe though, this airport provides a lot of seats and tables that are also comfortable if you want to work.
I open whatsapp to check out some chat and also groups that are often so noisy. It is good to drive away the loneliness among the crowd of humans who are traveling.
"Hey, how are you? You arrived?" I stared at the message with a smile on my lips. Luky, my favorite guy. He was as usual routine to check on me.
This guy, my virtual friend. For three years we have been friends and celebrated warmth in various conversations. We only met once in Bali, in an accidental night.
At Sanur Beach, with my Baliku friends, he was there that night. One of my friends introduced a bule man to all of us. Simple and very ordinary, but grew into a great long distance relationship after that.
Luky's been calling a lot ever since, we told him about everything. Not to miss the topic of love. Every time she had a new boyfriend, until she broke up, I felt like a witness to her relationship, even if it was just through the screen.
He also got the same story from me, including getting updates about my whereabouts. Like Vavan, Luky became a close friend of mine who had been tested by the passing years.
Luky and Vavan never met, but sometimes they chatted with each other. I'm the one who connected the two of them. Interestingly, they also found a match in the discussion, so join the splash of this remote friendship network.
Luky is in New Zealand right now, he is enjoying the working holiday visa he got. He himself is a German citizen. Like me, Luky likes to travel and move countries. It also made it difficult for us to meet despite several attempts.
Since separating from Bali, we no longer meet physically. Friendship is so, sometimes we can feel close to people who only meet once, and can be foreign to people who meet so often.
"Sitting at airport, waiting for the next flight. Want to call?" my reply.
Within minutes, the phone rang. For a while, I entered into the dimension of our own world despite being filled with crowds at the Turkish airport. I'm happy to be between these two guys, Vavan and Luky. Comfort lines have brought a lot of happiness to my life since they came.
Luky started the story as usual from the odd jobs he did in New Zealand. Started working in the harbor, on the plantation and on the farm as well as on the farm. I heard his story happily because he also told it happily.
How he enjoys the beautiful nature of New Zealand near the location where the Lord of the Ring film was created. He described the natural atmosphere there as awesome. Seen indeed, he is a lover of life that is close to nature, especially if he can live in the forest for some waltu, that is the life he coveted.
Vavan is a lover of urban life, working in big companies in Jakarta. He usually takes a job in the marketing department. Both of them are adventurers, one is adventurous in nature, one is always trying to win a job with a good position in the companies in the city. While I love both. As like them both.