OWNER OF HEART

Eps 52's

Eighteen hours have passed. After spending last night at the Aston hotel. Now comes the time for Rashid to get ready for an assignment from the union. My eyes feel puffy. There was sticking out, feeling warm from the recesses of the heart, when he saw a giant-sized suitcase leaning next to a teak wooden chair inside the house.

Rashid was crouching and wrapped around his shoelaces. My chest is really pounding. The feeling that I've been keeping for the past month, it feels like I'd really like to express it. Butno. I have not had the complete courage to express a feeling to my summation.

After everything was ready, I grabbed Rashid's suitcase, to put it in the trunk of the car. Initially, Rashid's aide wanted to lift the suitcase to put in the trunk. However, I suddenly grabbed it for me to enter by myself. Don't know why? Maybe my feelings are melancholy right now. Shouldn't it be?

I pray that this torment of the heart will end soon after the return of Rashid from Congo.

After arriving at Soekarno Hatta airport, my eyeballs work harder, hoping there will be no drama mewekan before his departure.

My condition that is not so fit makes Rashid's bead look around.

“You're fine ‘kan, Dek?”

I put on a smile as sincere as possible, even though I really want to drag the creature of God back home. “Yes, Ayu is fine. Mas Rashid be careful. if you have arrived or transit tidakin ya?” aah.this time the clear threads seemed to flow warmly on both of my cheeks.

Rashid did not answer. No, he's not not answering. However, the man preferred to answer with a fairly tight hug. Occasionally nods his head completely plontos.

A lot of advice before his departure, even Rashid asked me to always take care of my health. Given the current weather, it cannot be predicted. But, he shouldn't worry about my condition, should he? I am a medical professional. I know exactly what to do when my body feels like falling. I should've said the sentence so he was okay and always

maintain stamina while in the land of people. But, I don't know.

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the country's distinctive skin.

By the way, Rashid doesn't just go alone. Some of his friends also participated in the assignment.

After the plane that Rasyid was on departed. I didn't go straight home. I deliberately linger sitting in the airport courtyard. Still trying to see the sky slightly hung with a slightly brown color. After getting tired of sitting in the courtyard, watching the cars passing by. I finally

decided to go home with the driver who happened to also serve as Rashid's aide.

“Health tag. Portion dining added yes.. So pick up Mas go home, let Mas mu this pangling.”

Rashid's words before his departure, again ringed. I'm reviewing the smile. Tetiba, a longing that hunts in the heart as if jumping looking for the figure in the cabin of the plane boarded by Rashid.

“Quiet Mheta, your new husband is also leaving. Not yet two hours.” I have to conquer my little heart, right? Powerful of course. I took a deep breath, and then I exhaled. May God always protect my husband.

I took the most comfortable seat in this jet black car.I'll make sure again, if my bag does not miss at the airport. The streets around me are pretty densely crawling. Until it makes me want to close the eyes of the goods for a moment. Seen, the sun still seemed timid behind the clouds. However, the air of the capital never feels cool. Pollution is all along the way. My eyes

really can't compromise. Maybe because my mind is too tired to think about my husband.

I tried to stay awake, but my body kept demanding to sleep. The noise of the vehicle passing by started to sound a bit faint, and I gave in to being tired.