Tagged in Ikhtiar love

To Anna

Furqan captures the pungent smell of perfume. The smell was so terrorizing him. He looked towards the smell. An Egyptian woman with corn-haired hair and tight clothes passed by. His hand was held by a tourist. In her heart, she prayed that one day she would know she was wearing clothes and perfume. About the bule who took him he did not want to prejudge. Maybe it was her husband. He looked back at Dina. At the same time Dina turned her head towards him.

"There's a contents, sir."

"Then try 819."

"Well, a minute."

Dina again looked at the computer screen while her finger danced over the keyboard beautifully. Vidy looked at his watch, twelve more three minutes.

"Alhamdulillah, empty!"

"Breakfast just once."

"Good, Sir."

Dina then entered the data. Take out the key card, and put it in a triple container of golden yellow cardboard. Write down Bidy's name, room number and take a pink coupon.

"This is the key and the breakfast coupon."

"Mutasyakkir and Anesa ."

"Afwan."

Vidy briefly checked the key card and coupons she received, then smiled faintly at Dina and Suzan. The two replied with a smile and a light nod. Vidy stepped into the elevator. He did not realize that Dina continued to follow his movements until she was lost swallowed by the elevator door.

Vidy took the elevator with two tourists from Japan. Two young men who are doing research on ancient Egyptian transportation. Both were Kyoto University students. Their room is on the same floor as Vidy's. They were so enthusiastic when Vidy explained he was also a student. Vidy introduced herself as a Cairo University graduate student, majoring in dates, history and bandages. Before separating to go to their respective rooms, Vidy had exchanged business cards with them.

Arriving at the door of room 819, with the words basmalah, Vidy opened the door with his key card. Then insert the key card into the place that says "insert your card here" to turn on the electricity. Vidy immediately felt the coolness and luxury of his room. Contemporary European luxury results from the marriage of modern Italian and Turkish architecture.

Vidy placed her tote bag and backpack on a short table to the right of the television closet. He then opened the window of his room. And lay before him the panorama of the Nile. The room faces the Nile River. From his kamamya window he could see almost all the panoramas of the Nile. To the north he could see El Tahrir Bridger, the main bridge across the Nile. He can also see the Gezira Sheraton Opera House, Cairo Tower, and even the Television and Broadcasting Studio tower in the distance.

To the west he could see the Papyrus Institute building, a traffic flow on El Nil Street that was right along the west bank of the Nile, stretching from Giza to Imbaba. To the south he could see El Gama'a Bridge, the Israeli Embassy flag, and a water transport terminal not too far from El Gama'a Bridge and of course some minarets.

Cairo is famous for its thousand towers. It is easy to find the minaret of the mosque in this city. Almost every point there is a mosque

Vidy lay her body on the springbed. His back feels comfortable. Slowly - slowly his eyes were about to be buried. Suddenly his phone rang reminding him of the time to pray. He gets up, moves - moves his body to relax his muscle muscles and sits in a chair. On his head was his schedule during his stay at the hotel. After the ablution he will go out for a while to pray Zuhr at the nearest mosque of the hotel. There is a mosque near Cairo University Hospital located south of Meridien.

After that, rest for a while. An hour before Ashar, get up to start reading the contents of his thesis. For the next concentration deepens the contents of his thesis which is ready to be tested in open session in three days. Just interspersed with prayer, eating and bathing. In addition to the thesis that has been completed editing, the most important materials he has brought are some important books, namely, important data that he has stored neatly in a laptop as well as some data in a copy sheet. That was the schedule that had been arranged in his head.

"Yes, hello. Who is this?"

"This is Sara, Mr. Vidy. "

"Who is she?"

"Sara Zifzaf, a student at Cairo University who met the Master in the library two months ago. "

"Sera, Sara's living in Mohandisin is it?" "Yes right."

"You know I'm here!?" Ask Vidy wonder. He wondered how anyone would know he was in the hotel and knew his room number. Moreover, she is an Egyptian girl who met accidentally in the Library. After that, I never met again at all. He met Sara at the library. At that time, the library was full. No more empty seats except one seat near an Egyptian girl. He had to sit there. He reads and writes important things with his laptop next to the girl. I don't know why the girl then asked him to talk and the introduction took place.

That girl is Sara. She introduced herself as a student at Cairo University living in Mohandisin. The girl wanted to talk to him a lot, but he apologized for not being able to say much, because there was a lot to write about.

"I happened to accompany my father to meet his colleagues at this hotel. As I was leaving the lobby I saw Mr. Vidy at the reception desk. So I asked the receptionist to convince me that what I saw was not wrong. And it turned out to be true. I really want to meet Mr. Vidy in person. I have an appointment with a friend in Giza. This is me contacting you on the way, on the way to Giza."

"What do you need to contact me, Miss?'

"I'd like to invite you to dinner together?"

"Yes have dinner together?"

Vidy was shocked, he had only met the Egyptian girl once. But the Egyptian girl could not forget him. He alone if he met again with the girl on the street may have forgotten. Continuing to meet once have dared to invite dinner. He's surprised. That is not the original character of an Egyptian girl. The original character of Egyptian girls was to guard themselves with a layer of shame.

"I invite you later at 19:30 at Abu Sakr Restaurant on Qashr Aini Street, right in front of Qashr El Aini Hospital. After getting acquainted with the Master in the library, I then looked for further data about the Master in the student section. I know a lot about Sir. I also often see Mr passing by the campus gate, but Mr. must not know. I hope you can fulfill my invitation tonight" Sara's voice felt beautiful in the ear. The Egyptian language of 'Amiya if spoken by an Egyptian girl has its own magic. Magic that is not possessed if spoken by men. Vidy thought for a moment then replied firmly,

"Sorry, maybe I can't Miss. I have something to do."

"No need to answer now. Just look later tonight, if you have time please come. If not, it's okay. But I am very happy that Sir can come. This is it, sir, sorry to interrupt. I'll see you tonight. Shukran."

"Afwan."

Instantly there was a big question mark in Vidy's head. Why did the girl he just knew invite him to dinner? It is very strange for most Egyptian women. He felt astonished.

"Ah, let's think about the cave. The cave came here not to meet the invitation to eat, but to prepare for the upcoming three-day thesis trial. Ah now pray, eat lunch, rest then study quietly. " Vidy said to himself, despite a dinner invitation from Sara at one of those classy restaurants, inevitably, staying also in mind and causing a thousand question marks.

Outside the hotel, the spring breeze peppered the Nile river cordially. The sunlight radiates warmth and happiness.