Night In Istanbul
Everyday busyness

This is the third month of our family living in Istanbul, Turkey. We only stayed here for a while until I finished my S2 education. If it's done quickly, at least I can go home in about two years. I miss my siblings, especially my mother. But how will you? Fortunately I brought my husband and son here so there were them as solace.

I'm just in college. I was lucky to get full scholarships ranging from residence, tuition, transportation money and even pocket money. Sometimes I was also sent money by my older brother who works in the capital.

We are just two brothers. I am the younger brother and the youngest of course. Brother Andi, a very responsible brother. He also loved my mother very much. It made me relax and go here to college. Because there is already Brother Andi who will take care of mother.

Daddy's? Ahh. I miss Daddy. Even his face I almost forgot. Our father has been dead since I was 2 years old and Brother Andi is 5. Since then, my mother has been trying desperately to send us to school alone. Brother Andi who has graduated S2 and now works in one of the foreign companies in the capital. He invited his mother to stay at his house there.

"Allahu Akbar's.. Allah Akbar..."

Instantly the sound of the dawn awakened me from the daydream.

I immediately entered the room and woke my husband up.

"Mas awake. It's in the dawn prayer." I held her shoulder gently

"iya Deck. I'm awake."

"i was wudhu first Mas"

Upon arrival in the prayer room turned out to be small also already awake.

"ma, Pa. Let's go pray together." Take him carefree complete with a sarong and pecinya.

"eh, is your mama's hero awake? The smarts are ready for the dawn prayer as well" I approached and kissed her chubby cheeks.

"ayo iqomat Indra" my husband ordered, stroking his little head.

"yes, Pah."

This morning I went through as usual. After the dawn prayer I prepared breakfast for my husband and my son Indra. Even though the rice people are still our choice to start the day. If said Indonesian, even though it has been snacking on meatballs or cakes has not been called to eat the name if not use rice. Hehe. Be a breakfast menu of fried rice with scrambled eggs.

It didn't take me long to call them. Because once the aroma of fried rice has filled the room, they will automatically go out looking for the source of the aroma.

"hmm.!. It is very fragrant that cooks fried rice," said my husband as his head emerged from behind the wall.

"mama, mama, I want a lot of soy sauce, yes" this little whiz of mine doesn't want to lose to his Papa.

"chelp breakfast. But wash your hands first."

"your cooking always smells like Ma. From the second floor of the room we already smell," my husband praised

"iya mama's cooking is a champion, " said Indra while giving a thumbs up.

"if there is a cooking competition, mama will definitely win continuously" he added while putting fried rice in his mouth.

"duh, Indra is still a child already by the way. Whose son is he?" my cut while I pinched his cheek.

"her son is the most handsome Mama" she said in praise of herself.

His jokes made us laugh in the dining room.

"grandfather, what time is it going to college today?", asked my husband while helping to wash dishes in the kitchen.

"i leave at08.00 Mas. After this I'm gonna take a shower and get ready."

"you're going alone? Want me anterin?"

"i'm with Intan kok Mas. We made a deal. It'll be 08.00 Intan here."

"oh yaudah you are ready now. The rest let it work out."

"iya Mas, Adek get ready now huh. Thanks Mas," I kissed my husband's cheek as he glanced at Indra who was busy watching television.

"hahahah, Indra is still watching television. You don't have to worry about stealing that look" my husband whispered.

"iya, yes. Be ready there. It's late for you Dek."

I immediately left the kitchen and headed to the room on the second floor.

The dresser and veil immediately I took it out of the closet. It didn't take long for me to take a shower. It is used to shower as fast as lightning if the time mepet gini. hihihi.

The clock has shown at 08.00 and sure enough Intan is already in front of the door.

"ma, Intan has come" cried my husband calling from below.

"iya bentar Pa. Mama's got to use powder."

"duhh who dandan dong hunt," cried Intan from below.

"just sist. 10 more seconds."

"okay. I counted yes. If it doesn't come down, I'll stay. One.. Two... Three...Four.. Five...Six... Seven... Eight on.... Nines...Veezer....."

Tap.tap.tapp...

I immediately ran downstairs right before Intan fulfilled his tenth count.

"there's..!" spontaneously I opened my hands wide as if showing the results of the dance.

"lah.. It makes no difference woi jeung. Kirain will like how to face," ledek Intan while laughing

"ihh. evil you Tan. I can't dance."

Intan was still laughing as my husband approached while pointing at the wall clock to remind me that it was 08:10.

"dah yuk is leaving," he approached me and kissed the back of my husband's hand.

"ma, I want salim," little Indra did not want to miss.

"here Indra dear all hug mama," soon I embrace my hero in the arms. Don't forget I kissed both of her cheeks filled with.

"be careful, Ma. Later if you go home to be picked up by Papa ya."

"iya Pa. Mom went to college first. Assalamualaikum."

"pamit's gone too Mr. Ryan. Assalamualaikum"

"Va'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi..."

I just went out and closed the door. Occasionally justifying my hood that I felt was a mess because it was in a hurry.

"tan, my veil is neat, isn't it? How do you think it's messy, huh?"

"it's neat Na. That's how you feel."

"you've got Tan's glass?"

"your habits are. It's always ngaret, so it'll be a rush to dance."

"hehehe... Understand mothers"

"what a surprise you who think this could be a high GPA," Intan said while lending a glass.

"yeah dong. Let me greget," I replied jahil.

"what the hell is greget? You're not connecting you to juminten" Intan laughed as she pulled the glass out of her bag.

We continued walking until the bus stop while chatting lightly. The weather was good today. Turkey is now entering summer. Maybe because it's still morning, the temperature is not too hot. The streets are crowded with people's activities. The wind that blows lightly and the sun that has risen as if it does not want to miss the cloud. Every now and then I look at the phone and check the weather forecast. On the phone listed the weather forecast later in the afternoon will reach 21°C.