
The plane leaves at about three in the afternoon. However, Zahwa and Hanan as well as Surya were still at home. Because the amount of preparation that must be taken care of makes them late to leave for the airport.
''It's 13 o'clock. 50 If we don't get to the airport soon we'll be late, I don't want to have to travel by land. My nausea can be very disturbing.'' Hanan. He started to close his suitcase.
Zahwa was still busy with some of the clothes he wanted to carry. Yesterday they were busy with a lot of work. Surya had asked someone to order it there, but Zahwa refused. He does not want if the delivery is directly in the message just like that, there is no struggle he said.
''I will choose all of these items. And I'll decorate myself too.'' Zahwa said firmly at that time.
The two younger brothers denied initially, but still. They lose will stubborn Zahwa.
''It's for marriage, once in a lifetime. So it must be chosen the best, there should not be the slightest mistake.'' Zahwa.
After they bought the ring. They immediately bought some goods. Zahwa bought a lot of things, from head to toe, he chose it too.
Although actually in doubt, he himself does not know how his brother-in-law will be. But it is also impossible as imagined by her and her husband. Fat and round-eyed. Kyai Jauhari must have chosen the perfect woman for her sister-in-law.
He must also have a good person, he can also equip Surya. And can be in line with Surya.
''This is because yesterday we were too busy with shipping. So we're waking up bad." Hanan
He helps Zahwa put his things in a suitcase. I don't know why women are always confused about making choices for the clothes they wear. So will the goods he carries.
''The suitcase is not enough. Just bring it as necessary." Hanan had piled up the clothes, so that it could fit all.
''But my make up I haven't brought. I'll reduce my luggage.'' Zahwa said, he wanted to take out the items already in Hanan's order and wanted to sort again.
''It's ah, you put mekeup in my suitcase." Denying Hanan. He took Mike up Zahwa's box and put it in his suitcase.
''Ahhh! Alright. Come on, we're late.'' Zahwa took her suitcase out of the room. Hanan too, they headed downstairs.
Surya was waiting for them. He only carried a small bag in his hand.
''Brother? Where's your suitcase?'' Ask Hanan.
''Don't tell me you're not ready yet?!" Zahwa.
''Easy. I've been waiting for you guys. For a long time, I brought nothing. All of my things I brought there. Last morning all the shipment was also sent, I told people to take him directly to the cottage.'' Bright Solar.
''Why don't you tell me, you know our stuff as well.'' Zahwa.
''You guys just got all this.'' Denying Surya.
''Come on ah, don't argue. We're leaving, which one?" ask Hanan.
''Here mas.'' Answer Bik Asih
Bik Asih is ready as well with his stuff. They wanted Bik Asih to come with them, he was like their own family.
''OK. Come, Hanan.
They left in one car. The time was so tight, making Hanan have to speed, break through the crowded streets.
Arriving at the airport they must queue for chak - in. Thankfully, they arrived on time. Five minutes late, they have to wait for the next flight, and it will be a long time.
They lead on time. Juanda was their first landing.
''I'm really nauseous. Hook ...''
Just got to Hanan was nauseous again. He went straight to the toilet to get his entrails out.
Surya followed. Her sister is experiencing couvade syndrome. A slight change in the surrounding atmosphere will make him feel nauseous again.
Zahwa is waiting for their stuff. Bik Asih, he was like Zahwa's loyal bodyguard, standing behind him constantly. In between, Zahwa ordered warm tea for her husband.
''Do you want tea or coffee?'' Tanya Zahwa. He brought a few cups of coffee and tea on the tray.
''Tea only Non.'' Answer Bik Asih. He took one glass of warm tea for himself.
''This is coffee for you, brother." Tawar Zahwa's. He also gave one cup of coffee to Surya. Surya took it and then took it.
They all sat in the waiting room. Trevel who picked them up arrived late, requiring them to wait.
''We're looking for food around here. The smell here bothers me a lot." Hanan. He was holding back the smell of the city AC.
''Around here there is a cafe, I will contact his trevel to pick us up there.'' Surya.
Than Hanan and Zahwa, Surya is already a little more familiar with the area around the airport
How not, he would often go to this place to go home and return.
They all came out of Juanda after getting their things. And right around Juanda there are several cafes they can make to wait and fill their empty stomachs. Especially Hanan, she was the most hungry she was among all of them, her stomach was drained out due to her nausea.
Surya choose one cafe that is in good taste. And go straight in, order some food and drinks.
Choosing a place for them. Hanan immediately laid his body in Zahwa's lap. She felt weak, Zahwa immediately massaged her husband's head. He knows, not just the nausea. Her husband must have held a dizzy in his head as well.
Bik Asih asked for permission to find a toilet in the cafe, he had only first climbed rapidly. And for some reason , his stomach suddenly broke down. Zahwa allowed it and he asked the cafe service to take him to the toilet.
Surya asked what they ordered. Zahwa orders a lalap gurame and Hanan chooses the same menu. Both also choose Guava Juice to drink it.
''Bik Asih, ask later as well. What does he want to eat? He must be hungry too, Zahwa said.
''All right, Mr and Mrs. Orders are coming soon." The word Surya mimics the style of waiters.
Zahwa smiled at him. Her brother's sense of humor is good too.
While waiting for the order to come. Zahwa was still painstakingly massaging her husband's head. He stroked his hair shortly after Hanan held his hand to stop massaging
''That's enough, you'll be tired. Let me rest here for a while.'' Hanan said, he closed his eyes on his wife's lap. Neutralize his body that is so weak.
Zahwa stopped massaging, she just gently stroked her husband's forehead and hair. His eyes went through the cafe.
It is quite spacious and comfortable too. There are several options in the cafe. A table with four chairs, enough for a table with the family. Table with two chairs, right for couples. And one seat with a table that's food, with glass that provides an outside view of the airport.
A stalled look at Surya who was talking to someone. They look familiar, but Zahwa has never seen them. A man with Hem contacts a red box, and also a matching color-patterned glove.
They walked towards Zahwa and Hanan was .
''Introduce, he's Badrun. Santrinya Abah yai too.'' Kaya Surya introduced the figure of the man.
Zahwa smiled and slightly lowered his head. His palms he put together in exchange for his hands.
''Zahwa,'' Reply Zahwa.
''This is my sister and my brother-in-law. They'll come with me to the cottage later.'' Surya explained.
Badrun saw Hanan still asleep on his wife's lap. He gulped, rarely seeing a couple making out in front of him.
''He came here to pick up Zahra, he said he also came home.'' Surya.
''What Zahra is coming home too!'' Zahwa was surprised. What you think happened, too. How'this? What he'll do, he knows Zahra likes Surya. But he let Surya marry someone else. It was directly in front of him, in his house. The restlessness of his heart was increasingly evident on his face.
Hanan who had just closed his eyes. Finally he woke up, shocked to hear his wife's voice. Dizziness in his head, he felt it again.