The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 4 Meeting

The long-awaited day has arrived. Shanum woke up that morning feeling full of vigor, a glint was seen in his eyeballs, a smile adorning those tiny lips. He stretched and felt the sheets become tangled under his skin. Shanum stared at the ceiling of his room, permeating the feeling of happiness that would soon lead to the city.

Then he rushed to get up, father and mother must have also prepared. Before going to the bathroom, she picked up a glass filled with water that was always available on the small table next to the dressing table. Shanum drank two glasses of water, then headed to the bathroom to clean the body. After taking a bath, he wore a rather thick outfit, which he had prepared overnight, for his departure to Astrakhan.

The temperature in Astrakhan is cooler, although it is not currently in winter. This temperature difference makes Shanum have to prepare different clothes from his daily clothes.

Dimas and Raisa were already waiting for Shanum in the living room. Mang Jali looks to be pulling a suitcase, helped Bi Ema bring a smaller suitcase. Bi Inah the wife of Mr. Dirman, security guard at this house also helped bring other bags. Shanum carried one large suitcase, one small suitcase, and a small tenteng bag.

Dimas and Raisa turned their heads when they saw Shanum coming down from the second floor stairs of the house, where his room was. "Are you ready Princess?" ask Dimas. "Ready Dad!" Shanum smiled broadly. "That's very much the spirit of Mother's daughter this morning" said Raisa. Shanum smiled shyly, got the temptation from Mom. "I'm sorry, sir, Mom, Non, anu.mobil is ready," said Bi Ema. They all heard the call.

"Oke Bi, let's get our mothers off." Shanum led the two of them towards the front porch. Before getting into the car, Shanum turned his head back towards Bi Ema and Bi Inah, "Bi Ema, Bi Inah, Shanum said yes. Please take care of Father and Mother," Shanum smiled as he said goodbye to them. They nod their heads.

Bi Ema, Mang Jali, Bi Inah and Mr. Dirman have indeed been considered like their own families, because they have worked since Shanum was a baby.

Mang Jali was getting ready to sit on the driver's bench. Dad walked in on the bench next to Mang Jali, while Shanum sat with Mom on the back bench.

Mr. Dirman had opened the gate, seen bending his body as our car passed. Arriving at Soekarno Hatta International Airport, in the departure lounge, Shanum heard the voices of his two best friends. He turned his head and smiled widely welcoming the enthusiasm of the two. It seems that the three of them are very happy to be able to vacation together. Both of his friends were escorted by their parents. Dad was seen greeting the parents of Shanum's two best friends.

Before their departure they had met several times. To talk about the hotel, Itinerary, and tour guide while there. "Yeii.Eventually we set out also yes, already can't wait to meet the handsome Bule-Bule there." Diva smiled happily while clapping her hands. Farah turned the eyeballs while then smothering the mouth of the Diva, while the smothered looked protest.

Shanum smiled awkwardly, seeming to sigh at the absurd behavior of his two friends.

Suddenly Shanum remembered father, oh my.he was afraid to see father's face. Dad's forehead looked wrinkled, he was standing stiff beside mom. Father looked towards Shanum while closing his lips. "Oh, Diva, make a run. Dad is God-level overprotective. He must have been thinking things out, "inner Shanum.

Before the father changed his mind so they failed to leave, Shanum approached him. "Don't take the heart of a Diva ya, Dad. He is so, his eyes like Jelalatan, but only to enjoy through the view. His behavior remains as innocent as a good girl" Shanum whispered.

Dad exhaled, glad to know his daughter didn't pick a friend wrong. Mom chuckles next to dad, "Your son is a grown-up Mas, still considered a boy." "For me she's still my little princess" said Dad, rubbing Shanum's hair.

"Let's get ready, the check-in process is over" said Om Bimo Farah's father. They prepare to say goodbye to their parents. "Take care Princess, don't forget to keep calling Mom and Dad." Dad hugged Shanum tightly.

When he took off his embrace, his eyes looked teary. Then change mother pulled Shanum, and hugged him. Mother smiled fondly, holding her beautiful daughter's cheeks and said, "Hopefully everything you've been looking for can you find yes, son. Whatever the outcome you still have to be strong and brave." Shanum smiled sadly, looking at his parents.

His excited feelings were also tinged with doubt. Somehow, on one side Shanum felt scared away from them, needing them to be next to him always.

The time to leave, the sound of their flight calls was already reverberating on the loudspeakers. Shanum, Diva and Farah farewell last time with the entire crowd who escorted their departure. Then move on to the b**boarding p**** process*****. The air journey to Astrakhan takes place in thirteen hours and forty-five minutes.

Raised with a busy father, as well as a mother who must always accompany in every business trip, air travel is clearly not often the case. Shanum looked nervous as he sat in a chair by the window. Farah occupied the middle bench, and Diva chose to sit near the corridor. "You want some candy before we take off?" A flight attendant asked before putting some sweets in front of the Diva.

Shanum turned to Farah, and the girl leaned over to talk to the flight attendant amidst the excitement of the passengers getting on the plane. "Can the toilet be used? I seem to want to go to the toilet." The flight attendant smiled and nodded. Shanum immediately came out of the bench, carried his sling bag and headed for the toilet at the end of the cabin.

After being locked safely in a cramped room, Shanum exhaled for the first time since being held for minutes. Shanum was very nervous, even before the plane took off. "Control yourself" he told his reflection in the mirror, then opened the bag and took a wet tissue. She carries everything she needs in this bag, including a toothbrush, a small-sized soap tube, deodorant, and spare underwear.

Unfortunately the idea of changing into underwear in an airplane restroom is much better than the way to actually do it. If not, it looks like he changed his clothes in the Astrakhan airport toilet. The toilet of this plane is too narrow, it could be hit his head when changing clothes later. After that he returned to his seat, and the plane prepared to take off.

After a thrilling takeoff process, Shanum tries to have a conversation with his two best friends. They discussed the first activities after arriving at Astrakhan. Finally, Farah fell asleep, slowly slumping towards Shanum until her head leaned against his shoulder. Shanum turned his head, after he was looking at the sight of white clouds rolling like cotton outside the window.

The faint fragrance of the flowers from the black hair of Farah's wave was unintentionally smelled by Shanum. From a short distance, Farah's skin was perfect. Looks exotic with brown color, skin color that fascinates men b**ule, so information that he often read in books romantic novels. His eyes were dark on his cheeks. In her hand, Farah held a notebook containing the Itinenary of their journey.

Farah changed her position, now her head was no longer leaning on her shoulder. Shanum stretched his muscles. Then looking towards the Diva, he was asleep as well. His friend slept with a soft snoring that reached Shanum's ears. Diva will meet many faces that look like her there.

Because he is indeed mixed blood, his father is native to England, while his mother is of Javanese blood. No wonder Diva has pale white skin, and dark brown eyeballs and a very pointed nose. Only the color of black hair was brilliant curls, which was passed down from his mother.

Suddenly her sexy lips looked pursed, there was a chewing sound heard from those lips. Shanum smiled amusedly, dreaming what his friend was. They arrived at Astrakhan ASF Airport, around 22.00 WIB or 18.00 local time. The time difference between Indonesia and Astrakhan is four hours.

Shanum and his two friends were standing at the arrival gate. His chin was immersed in the collar of the light brown long jacket he wore to ward off the cold air, which was still felt in Astrakhan. The gust of July wind caused black hair along his smooth silk shoulders to be blown onto his face. With one hand holding the airport trolley, Shanum flicked his hair and moved from one leg to the other, seemingly feeling impatient, and disliking his current wait.

The twilight sunlight toyed over her heart-shaped beautiful face. There was a faint hint of slit on his chin, and he had two sparkling black-colored eyeballs capable of saying many things in just one glance.

The expression that emanated as the girl stared at the Tour Guide that was picking up at the airport was a feeling of annoyance. Her lips looked full, at least often like that. Not when the girl was staring with a sharp look, as she did now while waiting with her two friends at the arrival door.

Taking a breath, the Tour Guide stared timidly at Shanum. "I'm sorry I arrived late, there was a bit of a technical glitch on our way here. Hm-I Timicin and my friend this Ulagan.Let's help."

They communicate using English. Shanum's father had already prepared a Tour Guide that did not use Russian, as the official language of Astrakhan. They don't master that language.

The city, has a local population which is a mix between the Nogai tribe, which comes from the Turkic tribe descended from the Mongol tribes, and the tribe that comes from Russia itself.

Timicin and Ulagan seem to be among the Mongols. Visible from the typical Mongol face shape, with narrowed eyelids, white skin tends to yellow, black straight hair, and brown eyeballs. Timicin and Ulagan walked over while helping them carry things. Airport trolleys can only be used up to the arrival exit only. The rest they had to bring it themselves.

They immediately took the three girls to a parking lot not too far from the arrival terminal door. "Hey, is that serious who picked us up named Micin and Ulekan?" Farah could still joke around even though her face looked tired. Shanum chuckled amusedly hearing Farah's joke. And the Diva giggled out her signature laugh.

They stared at the backs of the two Tour Guides walking in front. Although they look limp, the effect of flight jet lag, and feel bored while waiting. They can still laugh together.

"Ooh.I swear, right now I miss the soft mattress. Want to immediately lay there, touch the pillow, hug the bolster and close the eyes," cried Diva. "Stt.don't shout, in this country of people" Farah said, looking around. "Bodo is so, I'm tired!"

The two Tour Guides suddenly stopped, and turned their heads when they heard the cry of the Diva. Shanum can only smile shyly at the behavior of his best friend.

"Is there a problem with Ladies?" ask Timicin. "Oh no, they just can't wait to meet the mattress immediately" Shanum replied. Timicin smiled understandably, and nodded his head.

They're on their way to the hotel. Along the way Shanum stared in admiration. Astrakhan city is a beautiful city, many ancient cultural heritage buildings. With domes shaped like onions, colorful, neat streets, orderly and clean.

The city is not as polluted as the city they live in. There was no traffic jam in sight, everyone was walking regularly, calm without any rush. Beautiful multicolored lights decorate the atmosphere of twilight in the city.

Their hotel is in Citi Embankment, a modern building consisting of dozens of floors. The room is classic with a large crystal chandelier in such a beautiful arrangement.

Timicin and Ulagan escorted them only to the front of the reception desk. The two would pick them up after lunch to visit Itinenary first. Tomorrow morning they will have time to rest.

After checking in, they headed for the fifteenth floor, where their room was located. Farah opened the lock and was shocked, their room was quite spacious and luxurious. Shanum smiled seeing the enthusiastic faces of his two friends, he was happy with the choice of father. Dad booked them a Junior Suite Room. Their rooms are a mix of classic and modern types. There was a large King bed, enough for the three of them in the middle of the room. With cream-colored soft bed linen, it looked luxurious.

There is also a dark brown sofa, the Lawson Style model in front of the bed, consisting of three stands with a back pillow for each stand. In one corner of the room there is also an elegant round dining table with four matching chairs.

Suddenly a scream came from the direction of one of the rooms. Shanum and Farah immediately ran towards the direction of the shout. They were crammed in front of the door. It turned out that room was a bathroom. Diva laughed happily showing the ballet movement around the room.

"Amazing.it's worth the hysterical Diva, it can be at home in the bathroom all day," murmured Farah. Shanum stared around the area, near the door was a side by side sink with a beautiful mirror, equipped with a cabinet table containing toiletries. The bathroom floor of the luxurious marble blend of gold and beige, looks spacious.

In the corner of the room, there is a pearl white Jacuzzi bathtub, a shower next to it, and a toilet seat that has a bulkhead in the room. This bathroom is indeed luxurious, can spoil anyone to feel at home there.

"Luxury anyway, so....Diva wants to sleep here just like that," Shanum ledek. Farah kontan laughs amusedly. Diva shook her head while pouting.

They slept in threes, with Diva sitting in the middle of the bed, Farah on the right and Shanum on the left.

There was a debate between Diva and Farah to determine the position of sleep. Shanum himself did not have to bother determining, he must have slept on the edge, not in the middle. Both of his friends know that Shanum still likes to have nightmares. No one wants to put him in the middle of the bed, when the nightmare comes, Shanum will definitely move restlessly and kick in all directions.

Eventually Farah and Diva fell asleep, having done finger-suit as the highlight of their debate. While Shanum, looking cool down while looking at the ceiling of the room, occasionally seen a smile on his lips. He could not close his eyes, something was being daydreamed of. Shanum remembered the unforgettable event at the airport earlier. When Shanum wanted to change his underwear in the airport toilet, Shanum accidentally hit a man.

**I went to the toilet, after asking a few times I finally found out where the toilet was. I patted my forehead, and just remembered that I had to call Mom and Dad. While walking I tried to grab something from inside the bag, looking for my mobile phone.

"Oh, where the hell is it?" muttered. Suddenly I hit a hard field, and there was a warm feeling holding onto my shoulder, which seemed to be holding me back from falling. I saw what I was bumping, in front of me was a man's body, wearing a formal light-gray shirt.

The man's body was solid, looking sturdy. I can imagine a muscle hidden in it. I gulped my saliva, my throat suddenly dry. I lifted my face up, saw a sharp look hitting both my eyeballs*.

*I should have been scared, that golden-eyeball look felt deep at me. If those eyes could emit laser light, they would have burned out both of my eyeballs. The man spoke words from a language I did not understand.

This man was very handsome, his lips looked thin and red in color. His nose is quite sharp, white skin his face looks reddened with anger. I was still stunned, a subtle swish I felt all over my body. The man finally let go of the winding of his hand on my shoulder. I suddenly lost that warmth. My tongue feels muddy, but I'm trying to say sorry*.

The man snorted, his lips tightly clenched. He then turned around and continued, disappearing from before me. I was still fixated, but my eyes were still following him, until the shadow of the man disappeared at the turn towards the exit. "What was that? Oh my God, what's going on with me?" my inner word. I exhaled, rubbed my face, held my chest, and I still felt it.

Finally I continued my step towards the toilet, even with a faint feeling that accompanied it*. K**desire to call both my parents is gone, carried away by the cold handsome man in the daydream.