Our Love Among Corona

I'm pursuing my love for Turkey

Luky has just landed a job in Germany, having turned down his job from Switzerland. He refused because of closed border access. While he needs a job while waiting for time for us to meet. He thought about taking a job and making a little money that would support our marriage. I have to tell him immediately, there is no way for me to take care of the visa at this time. Although Germany has changed its regulations, Indonesia has just issued a new regulation that is super tight in the Corona period. VFS Global as an embassy visa agency is closed along with the full schedule at the current German embassy.

"Third country! That's the current path we have" I told him after explaining the situation.

"Turkey?" He asked me if that included the available options.

"There are some, where these countries still open borders and I don't need a complicated visa to stay there. Like Turkey, I just need an electronic visa. Morocco and Serbia, I don't need a visa either" he told Luky.

We discussed for a long time, had hung up the phone to do research on countries that could be our choice. Luky is very meticulous, his hobby of surfing the internet and reading various websites is very helpful. We make a list of countries of our choice and also write down the conditions needed to live there and plus minus if you choose to live there.

Luky, has all the conveniences he needs as a European citizen. Countries that enter the European Union can easily fly to various countries without a visa. Unlike me who has an Indonesian passport, all movements are limited. It is difficult to get a visa with a variety of immigration process hassles, not to mention often held in airports with various interrogation processes. I feel tired of these limits.

After considering everything, including Luky who is out of work for us together. We chose Turkey as a country to meet. I made a decision with all my heart. I told myself that even if I had to die later because of the Corona virus, I would have let it go. Because I chose the path of struggle to realize my dream. Luky is a dream I wrote, a dream I promised the universe.

I remember how I wrote the letter to the universe in the sky of Istanbul on the plane. About the dream mate I was hoping God would send me on Estonian soil. There we met shortly after the letter was written. I also remember how Bang Zeyn my mentor said It is better to die fighting for a dream than to die in doubt and fight for nothing.

I told Mauli and Livi of my decision, and so did my family. We did the packing 2 days after my decision. I know, it's time I met my love. If there is a day where traveling is the most exhausting in my life, then that day is the day I struggle to meet with my love again. After more than 7 months of holding back the longing among the uncertainties, then suddenly the opportunity came.

My heart was filled with anxiety as to whether I would be able to fly to meet him. What if I don't pass immigration in Indonesia, or if it turns out to be stuck in a transit country, or how when the plane will land, it turns out there is a change in regulation and I'm stuck there. While he waited at the airport exit hoping I would get out with the other passengers. I got a fever from stress. Never been this depressed during the trip.

Livi, Vavan & Mauli hugged me at the airport. They let me go happily. Don't stop waving until I go inside for boarding. I saw once again my faithful friends

"Following my fiancee who had already arrived there," I said.

Shortly after checking all the documents, I escaped. Next transit airport Doha. I'm the sleepy sleepyhead when I travel, I find myself constantly awake in unrest. In Doha, while enjoying coffee, I read books and replied to my emails. The transit time is long, almost 8 hours. Usually transit for anything is not a problem for me, because I can always work well at the airport, but not this time.

Luckily there are no obstacles when entering the next plane to the destination country. At that point I counted the time again. Hours passed, another 36 minutes the plane would land, I literally counted every minute of it. I felt my chest tight as if it was about to explode. Will it really be a reality to meet. What am I supposed to do? Is he still the same? How to express? What do I have to be like? and so, so many questions in my head.

I have written the petition in my letters to the universe. So that the magic of this meeting really happens. This is where I am now, from 10,000 KM over our previous distance, now only a few hundred meters with it.

My heart and mind clashed in a step that no longer rhymed. This is the new Turkish airport. I had no transit experience or ended up at this airport before. Usually transit at the old Ataturk airport. No, not about the airport I want to tell you about. But I re-emphasized hope towards the next immigration process.

Please.please let us meet.I keep repeating the same word in my heart.

When my passport was finally stamped, that's where I grew doubtful. Why without any tests, and I find this process so easy. Enter Turkey with only a ticket and e-visa sheet and passport, that's all. Immediately headed for the baggage claim, took my luggage and then ran out of the airport looking for him. After 7 months of emotional turmoil. Several times this relationship almost met the limit of fragility of self. Now, it's here for us to meet again.

I saw him from far away. Of course I can recognize well the posture of my man even though his face is covered with a mask. I walked faster and half ran up to him, he did the same. If there are slow motion scenes in those movies, this is the time. We scatter each other, hug each other tightly, take off our masks and kiss each other. Neglecting the pair of eyes that looked. Soluble in arms between our own teary eyes. Spill out all the emotions we've been together for so long.

Thank you Turkey for bringing us together, be kind to us, I whispered to the universe. Right now I know, the universe chose this land for our next story. I have pursued my love to Turkey to pick up other wonderful stories. I prepared myself for a new adventure. I'm Vashla, the woman who knows what I want. A woman who lays her heart in loving and trusting the dreams of the letters I sent to the universe. Help me take care of our love in this Land of Turkey.

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