The Winged Angel

35. News From Home.

Turkey in winter.

Our next adventure was Turkey. Henry wants to take me to enjoy the cold snow in Istanbul. But, this time without a guided tour, because Henry had been there. And ... without the body guards too. We really want to enjoy the time of just the two of us. I'm, it's up to Henry.

"Winter in Turkey usually comes around December to February. Like now. Well, it's really fitting for us to go there, honey. Turkey is cold. The air temperature might be about zero to nine degrees Celsius" Henry said in a soft voice to me, during his flight. Now Henry's on my tour guide.

My shoulders hear the explanation.

According to Henry, one of the interesting activities to do during the winter in Turkey is to ski in the snow.

Wow. .. I listened to Henry speak while imagining a small lump of snow falling. Must be so beautiful.

"If you? What do you want to do when we get there?" Henry swiped the tip of his cold nose into my cheek.

I glanced in all directions. It's not good to be friendly in a public place. I saw the other passengers on the plane each falling asleep on their seats. Safe.

"I? I often see documentary videos about the people of Turkey who like to cook. Their traditional cuisine seems to be healthy. They always use olive oil in their cooking. I want to eat the grape leaves in chopped onions as vegetables. How to process food completely-banar clean. It reflects the life behavior of Muslims." I also tried to make a soft voice but full of enthusiasm, so that Henry was dumbstruck to look at me.

"Hmm ...?" Henry looked attentively.

"Hm." I'm nodding.

"So we'll have a culinary tour there too" he said.

"Oh, yes. I've read. There is a village located in the hills whose people communicate with the language of birds. If it's not the name of the village Kuskoy. They do that because their homes are far apart. If I can .. I want to go there."

"Wauw .. You know a lot about Turkey, dear." Both of Henry's eyebrows shot upwards.

I blushed in shame. All this time I have had many dreams to explore the countries of the world. Turkey Included. So it is often a fad to find information through internet browsing. I didn't know I was heading there now.

***

The cold, bone-chilling air greeted our arrival once out of Istanbul Ataturk Airport. My body was shivering when the sweater I was wearing was quite thick. Henry rubbed my palms, trying to warm up.

"Where are your gloves, honey?"

"Sshhhh .. there is," I replied as I shivered my hand into the sling bag. Find the gloves.

Henry helped me put on the gloves. He's not like me, Henry has gotten used to the snow season. I looked like a freshwater fish that fell into the sea. Difficulty adjusting.

Forgive your village wife, Hen!

A man in uniform approached us. He turned out to be the hotel driver Henry had booked to pick us up at the airport. Using a bit of English, the man let us into his car. Istanbul's night sky was dim. Street lights dotted the city.

In the car Henry kept trying to keep my body warm. My glove-wearing hand was put in his pocket again. It's like a romantic scene in a Korean movie. Hidhi. All the way Henry rubbed my back. The alert husband made my love double.

Before heading to the hotel, the car took us to an Indonesian restaurant. Henry and I were very excited about the menu. Some days we did not meet Indonesian rice. A warm menu is our choice. Rawon Rice. Hmm .. Indonesian food cannot be pitted.

After dinner we headed to the hotel Henry had booked. Istanbul at night looks beautiful, with colorful lights. Wide streets and tall buildings.

***

Upon arriving at the hotel. The night is late. After cleaning myself, I took the time to see the device that was previously offline.

Turns out there was a message coming in from my best friend Pipit.

(Assalamu' alaikum my beautiful best friend ) I smiled reading a chat from Pipit. The message has been sent since this afternoon. Immediately I sent a reply while lying on the bed.

(Greetings alaikum. Friends who are no less beautiful) Reply me plus smile emoticons. Before long the message from me had been blue-tipped.

(How are the newlyweds? Why else? Long time no chat. I miss ) she replied.

(Good news. We are in Turkey. How are you family? )

(Wah honeymoon dong. I'm so happy Ken. You and Henry are a good couple. I love you guys so much. Cepet has a momongan ya )

(Amin ) Reply again.

Henry was suddenly right next to me. Hugging my body from behind.

"Whose same chats?" tanyakanya.

"Same Pipit," I said with a smile.

(It was ah. It is night in Turkey now. Let me interrupt the newlyweds. We'll connect again. Drug )

Pipit ended our chat.

"Yes ... The chips are offline. I still miss him."

"Udah malem, honey. Pipit is really." My nape was warm with Henry.

"Funny yes, if you remember our time at school. Because Pipit has a crush on Jono, we're close."

"The soul mate Pipit even the same mas Taufik who lives far away in Selangor."

"Hehe .. yes. We are even the ones who are the fools."

Henry suddenly changed his position to sit on the bed, while shaking his waist.

"Henry .. I told you from yesterday that we're sitting in a tukeran." Henry imitated Pipit's style of speech.

"Kirain kemaren, Pit." Now in his own voice.

"Yeah, you're not very sensitive. From now on I sit with Jono, you're the same Niken. Do you know what?" Imitate the sound of Pipit again.

"Y-yeah, Pit. Calem."

I was spinning around hearing Henry's voice trying to imitate Pipit's bells.

"The chip doesn't want to know that I'm actually afraid to sit near you, Yang."

"Lho .. What is fear? I'm not as fierce as Pipit" I protested.

"Yes, not bad. But make it hard."

"Diiih .. deg-degan how? I'm a ghost." Kutoyor squashy cheek tomato Henry.

"My heart looks like a running horse, Non, if your deck. Cold sweat, trembling. Nerves really pretty girl deck. Really geeky, anyway." Henry chuckled long laughing at himself.

I grinned considering that the familiar Henry did not dare to look at me. He was often nervous to justify the location of the glasses every time I asked him to talk.

We both rolled in blankets.

"I'm a." Henry stretched out an arm as a code for me to get into his arms. There is no warm blanket that can beat the warm embrace of the husband.

My mind started to wander. The cold got more and more piercing, even though in the hotel room, the heating remained on. The fine snoring from Henry's mouth began to be heard. Like the music that makes me fall. Slowly my eyes closed to the dream world.

***

My chest is pounding. Netra suddenly fogged up. The view ahead is painful. Henry possessiv embraced the woman in his office workspace.

As if aware of my presence, Henry turned to the door, where I was standing.

"Ken?" He looks shocked.

Hold my hand on the supply box for him to come off. The lunch box containing my cooking, which I deliberately made for Henry, crashed onto the floor. It also scattered. The woman in Henry's arms turned to me. She ... Agnese. The woman who loves Henry.

"What are you guys doing?" tanyaku.

"I'm .. I'm sorry, Ken." Henry didn't even take off his grip on the woman.

"Explain to me, Hen! What'sthis?"

"Me and him ...." Henry paused for a moment. "I'll take responsibility for him."

My eyeballs are round. "You mean?"

"Nlnln ...." Agnes, the beautiful woman stepped closer to me. "How are you, barren wife?"

Whahuh? Barren wife she said?

"I'll soon be giving offspring to Henry. Henry will marry me. Because now I've been carrying her child. Whether you accept it or not. Henry wanted a descent. You are ...." He sneered at me. "Until this moment you are unable to fulfill his wish."

My eyes shifted to Henry.

"Is that what Agnes said?"

Henry nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, Ken," he said without a guilty face.

My body feels weak. That easy Henry's love for me evaporated.

"Tidaaaac. Huuhuhu. You're evil, Hen! You're evil! Huuhuhu. Just this much of your love power? Damn traitor! Huuhuhuhu ...." I kept on grieving him with a sniffle.

I then turned towards the door. Running away from the two men.

Henry ... I didn't expect you to do this to me. It's so easy you dumped me. We just got married. Can't you be patient any longer waiting for me to give you a descendant. Why should there be another woman? Wh why?

Both my legs ran out of the room. Tears kept falling down without me holding back. My heart aches like a thousand needles. I don't care about the strange looks of the people outside me.

I walked down the stairs. A blurred look by tears. Accidentally my feet stumbled. My body fell down and then fell uncontrollably. It hurts and hurts.

"Aaaakhs!! Henryy!!" I still call his name.

"Jeez .. You have a fever, baby!" I felt my palms touch my forehead.

"Huuuhuhu." My heart is still upset. "Henry you're evil! I hate you, Hen!"

"Niken baby, you have a fever. Looks like you're a soybean. I'm gonna call the doctor first."

"You're bummer. Uhuk ... uhuk!"

"Why? You're having nightmares, hmm? It's so hot of my wife."

My eyes are hot, nose is runny. Dry throat.

"Take a fever-relieving drug first, Yang!" Henry pulled my back so it leaned in front of him.

"My palms are dizzy."

"Open his mouth!" Henry put a tablet in my mouth, and then put a glass of water.

"You're evil! Why are you the same as me?" My mouth is still stirring.

Henry kissed my forehead gently. I looked at that sweet face. I began to realize that all I had was a dream. Dreams that can drain my energy and emotions.

Not long after that there was a knock on the door. The hotel maid came with a doctor to check on me. According to the doctor, I just need to rest because of fatigue and need to adjust to the weather there.

***

"What did you hear the doctor say? So the next few days we rest at the hotel. Not anywhere. Until you fully recover," Henry rubbed the tops of my head.

I nodded weakly.

"Sir papa, honey. We were lazy in the room. Now eat the porridge first, yuk!" Henry grabbed the bowl that was on the dining table.

The man scooped up the porridge, tried it a little bit then thrust it into my mouth. I opened my mouth while continuing to observe that clean face. So I remember when I fed her the first meal, waking up from a coma.

"What dream did you have, by the way? How can I be so good with me?" tanyakanya.

"Nightmare," I answered hoarsely.

"If a nightmare means no telling. Taawuz then spit to the left three times. Let the devil not whisper."

"Is that?" tanyaku. I want to tell the same story, Henry. My heart still hurts to remember it.

"Rosul will teach her that, dear."

Ooh .. okay. I'm obeying. I said a slow taawuz and then spit a little to the left three times. May the devil never enter my dreams again.

Hhh .. Our sightseeing was delayed because of me. It seems like my body is having a hard time adjusting to the weather here. I was very curious to see snow. Am I not talented to be rich?

My mouth enjoys the porridge that keeps going into my mouth. My eyes were fixed on Henry's face. He was so patient with me.

****

"Here the snow is here first!" Henry held out a screen showing a video of snow falling. I laughed holding the square thing.

Henry's hand slipped into my back which was in a thick blanket. Those fingers started massaging my back with telon oil. The feeling of linu on the back becomes more comfortable. I feel better now.

It seems the weather outside is getting colder. We both fell asleep again that afternoon. It looks like a snow animal hibernating. Our honeymoon may have been spent more in hotel rooms.