The Enemy Brings My Destiny

New Land

Two airlines approached the two after Eiriek informed them who would board the plane. They took over Akhtar's belongings that Eiriek had just removed from the trunk. Not much, Akhtar did only carry one suitcase which almost contained goods Ezar needs. Because for his own clothes are already available at his home in Uzbekistan.

Akhtar held Aira's hand into the flight area and continued to step into the cabin. The two sat side by side with Ezar sitting as a separator.

Five minutes later the plane's notification will be airborne echoing in every corner of the plane. All passengers immediately prepared themselves. The next moment the plane began to fly.

An exhausting journey, it had finally reached its destination.

Karimov Tashkent International Airport, Uzbekistan.

After checking in to finish the flight, which was assisted by the airline, the three entered the waiting car in the basement. Then continue the journey home.

If the trip by plane took a dozen hours, different from today. The journey takes only forty minutes his car has entered a gray gate that hides a luxurious and elegant home blend of white and gray.

The two got out of the car and began to step into the terrace of the house which stood several servants lined up neatly on the side welcoming his arrival. They looked a little bent on paying their respects to the owner of the house.

Actually Aira has often got this when in Indonesia. But still he was flattered, because here the number of employees is three times that in Indonesia there.

The butler approached. " Welcome sir, Madam and young master..." Sweep friendly.

" How are you doing Darisa ?. Was everything okay all this time?."

" As it seems, sir. All is well, and as per master's request as well, I've added some servants that master wants. "

" good. Assign them as needed !."

" Okay, sir."

Akhtar nodded and returned to hold Aira's hand to get inside the house. Aira's eyes seemed to be hypnotized by every touch of the design of goods in the house. Looks luxurious and elegant.

" Oh, is this your house ?." Aira finally made a sound.

" Our house. " Answer Akhtar casually.

Aira could only smile sweetly at the words of her husband. Akhtar invited Aira into the glass door. Elevator. Ja. Because Akhtar's luxury house has five, while on each floor reaches a height of ten meters, except the fourth floor which has a different height of fifteen meters. The floor where the main room is located.

The elevator stops when the number listed already shows the number 4, according to the click by Akhtar earlier.

" Come, baby ?!." Akhtar said as the two had arrived at the door of the twin carved roses that looked beautiful and elegant.

" Yes, mas. " Aira followed Akhtar's footsteps into the room which was his second room.

Vast and soothing. The thing that Aira caught when she saw the entire corner of her room that was shades of white and gray. Typical room of a man.

Akhtar put Ezar on the bed. "We're home, boy. " His words to the son, and he scrambled Ezar's hair. While Ezar himself directly focused on milk bottles that have been filled by ASI mommynya.

" Mom..." Call Ezar on his mommy who still enjoys the beauty of the city of Tashkent from a height. Aira turned her head and smiled when she saw her son looking at her.

Aira stepped closer to the bed and sat down next to her son. Ezar who was near his mother immediately spread his body and put his head on the lap of the mother.

" Eh. The promise of mommy's son ?." Said Aira who felt anxious to see the funny behavior of Ezar. Ezar did not care what his mommy said. He lives in his own world. One of his tiny hands played the Aira's lentic fingers while the other hand still faithfully held the milk bottle.

Akhtar could only smile at his son's behavior towards his mother. For a moment the two's gazes collided. Then Aira smiled sweetly and Akhtar replied to her with the same smile.

" Mommy, take a shower first. " Say Akhtar later.

" Yes, mas. "

Akhtar got up and stepped towards the door that was in the corner of the room. Aira is still focused on Ezar. Aira noticed Ezar's eyes that began to sweep and then began to close.

After Ezar had gotten better, Aira immediately fixed Ezar's sleeping position and covered him. While the milk bottle that was almost empty he put it on the table.

Aira got up from her seat. His heart that was curious about the contents of the room carried his steps exploring the entire corner of the room. Until he found a glass door. Aira slowly entered the room with the glass door. It turns out that when he entered, he was presented with a view of tens or even hundreds of neatly arranged clothes. All the men's clothes are there.

Aira stepped up and it turned out that the more she went inside, the more she found in the room that was like this clothing store. If at first he found a variety of men's clothing, now he is again presented a variety of colors as well as models of women's clothing. From the simple dress to the luxurious and elegant, long dress, short dress, long sleeved dress, short and responsibility, also seen some glass cabinets that store some women's accessories such as jewelry, jewelry, and, watches, purses, bags, shoes, and even his friends all turned out to be in accordance with his size.

Aira's legs back step and turned to the area of the clothes of a small child who if seen everything is sized according to the size of the body Ezar.

" ai. "

Akhtar's hand just above his belly rubbed gently on Aira's stomach which was blocked by the cloth of clothes. Akhtar also gave a brief peck on his cheek.

" Dad..."

" Hmm ?."

" Mad, prepare this all ?."

" Of course. Because we're gonna stay here forever. "

Aira turned around and now faced Akhtar. " For ever?!." Ask Aira.

" yes. We'll be here forever. Living happily with our little family. "

" But, mas. Are we not going back to Indonesia?. Jakarta?." Tanya Aira sissy.

Akhtar. " No." Said firmly.

" Loh, why?."

" Because we're gonna stay here. "

" But I really like life there.Why evil anyway?!.."

" yes, yes. We will often take a vacation there. " Say Akhtar gave up at last.

" Really right?."

" yes. But later after you give birth to our child. Because I was afraid something might happen to her. " Akhtar rubbed Aira's stomach again.

" all right. Its alright. I don't want to harm our children either. "

" yes. Come onl. I want to show you something. " Akhtar holding Aira's hand stepped somewhere, Aira could only follow.

" It is !!. " Meek Aira as the two had reached the place Akhtar pointed out.

How did Aira not like it?. If behind the magnitude of the glass that stretches, it looks a beautiful view of a garden that looks very beautiful. Also a building that looks like most in Indonesia.

" Mad. "

" Hmm ?."

" What.that's the mosque ?." Aira pointed at the building that had a conical roof and was blue in color. So pretty.

" yes. That mosque. "

" It's so pretty..."

" You want to go there ?." Ask Akhtar seriously.

" Want. But..."

" But what, Hem ?."

" Mad. Is there a face here ?." Ask Aira later.

" Mukenah ?!." Either Akhtar felt his heart grimace a little when he heard something related to the teachings of the religion.

" yes. All this time I've been too far away from what's called worship. " Say Aira with eyes looking far away staring at the mosque. "Where is the face, mas ?." Ask Aira again.

" ee. It's like there's no face here, baby. We will buy Mukenah. Ow. Or do we just have someone buy it?. "

" yes. I want to be quick, mas. "

" all right. Then we go back to the room, okay ?."

" Yes." Yeah."