Asha Travel
towards Homs Syria

Aisha drubi say goodbye home, I follow her.while I tell madam Aisha to meet my fellow friends Tkw.madam Aisha just nods in agreement.

I rushed to run to all my friends, saying goodbye one by one.

the clattering of steps stopped my jesting, the sound of footsteps forced us all to shut up, oh it turned out miss nancy who said she was waiting for Madam Aisha.

I immediately left all my friends to meet Madam Aisha.

A silver Avatander car was waiting for me, inside it was already my master.akupun entered into her.Smiling thinly colored my lips.

Slowly the car left the Abuala Agency, breaking through the streets of Allepo syria to go to Homs syria.

I looked at the street track syria, towering high-rise buildings and human tares who had just returned home from work.Lamp various colors lit up beautifully.

I was surprised by the clap on my shoulder, madam amAisha looked at me.A flash of a soothing smile and said;

"talk to arabic" he said

"no madam just little talk to english" I said.

then the middle-aged man chimed in on our speck;

"sha, dont afraid to me,ok" he said

I can only smile and nod.

I looked back at the crowded street, Madam Aisha said back that the journey between Allepo and Homs took about 2 hours.

Homs is the name of one of the syria villages.I was very tired and I closed my eyes.so I did not realize someone covered half of my body.

"Y madam Aisha was so considerate of me whether it would be the same at home" my monologue in heart.

my tiredness stopped because I was surprised by the sudden brake from the driver.

madam Aisha looked at me and gave me a bottle of mineral water.

"thangs for everything" I said.

I looked at the road again it was seen the clock was late at midnight, the road was quiet scenery that was presented no longer towering buildings but rubble debris that was messy.

madam Aisha said"it was bombed by the Israeli army"

my heart beats "what war is, what bombs, weapons"demonstrate my brain.

madam also said "don't be afraid everything has passed" he said.

Finally we arrived at the 2-story house.The two house guards greeted Madam Aisha and immediately opened the door.

The lights decorate the spacious yard, the car is parked in the car garage.

hurrying down and the door of the house was opened, the conversation between 2 women who I did not yet understand her language allowed me to go inside.

the woman named Shava the niece of the madam Aisha, Madam shava demikan I called her tonight was given the duty to look after her mother.

Enter into the living room in a treat with a view of the syrian homs at night.Then madam aisha called me and said;

"welcome at home "the word

then he met his nephew "Asha she name Shava,yes madan Shava" he said.

"hi madam, nice to meet you" he said

"nice to meet you to your Asha" she said.

silence without a word enveloped the guest room.

madam Aisha brought me a room whose size is not too big, already in the wardrobe, dresser desk plus bathroom is complete in her.

tonight without many words I poured this tired body on the blue-covered difan.

my eyes are no longer able to compromise the end perfectly

seriate..