Maya Adisti
Welcome to Zurich

Akash pulled me to turn left into the hallway that read 'Airlines Lounge Bussines' in white against the background of the black wall. Exiting the hallway I first saw was a row of lockers on the left and chair pods on the right. We continued walking until we arrived at a room resembling a hall with a large piano in the middle and small sofas on the right and left sides near the wall.

Right behind the piano there are a lot of bar concept food stands. Each bar serves a different type of food. There are fruits, pizza, traditional Turkish food, tea, salads and so on.

We continued to walk through virtual golf, playground and art gallery to the corner door that reads 'Toilet'.

I thought the toilet was small, it turned out to be very wide inside. Akash opened his backpack on one of the tables, he took out a toote bag and handed it to me. Sure enough, the contents turned out to be clothes and toiletries.

"When did you get this out of the suitcase?" my many.

"In Indonesia, before I put it in the trunk. Don't take a long shower, we have to eat before returning to the plane" Akash said.

Akash and I split up, and I entered a female-only shower room. This area is a long hallway with many doors on the right and left side of the hallway. I went into one of the doors, inside there was a sink, a sitting toilet, a shower and a large mirror.

I cleaned myself up quickly and put on the t-shirts and hot pants on the tootebag. I also wear a long-sleeved trench coat and close all the buttons so that it resembles a dress with a length below the knee.

After combing my hair I rushed out. Akash was waiting for me, standing outside holding the dirty clothes in his hand.

"Have you?"

I nodded, Akash stuffed his dirty clothes into the tootebag and put them back in the bag. Outside we headed to the food stand.

I picked up pizza and tea and sat down in one of the chairs. Akash continued walking towards another food stand and returned with two servings of turkish moussaka as well as a few pieces of baklava on a small plate. Akash told me the name of the food.

"Recide this." Akash handed over one of the dishes he brought to me. Turkish-style meat and eggplant served with a plate of rice. Looks delicious.

Before eating it I handed my phone to Akash. "Please take a photo" I said.

Akash said he took some pictures of me candidly.

"Maya, why do you call me Ranbir Kapoor?" tanyakanya.

"Because you have a soft face, sweet eyes, thin whiskers and sideburns. Unfortunately I'm not Alia bhatt" I replied with a laugh.

"meaning?"

"Ranbir Kapoor and Alia Bhatt are real husbands and wives, while you and I are only married under contract." I chuckled back.

"Do you like india?"

"Yes. Her movies, her culture, her dance, her mythology, all. That's what makes me always ridiculed by Nia. Why are you so bad Akash, like ...,"

"Like an indian?" cut quick. I'm nodding.

"Grandfather and my father are from Mumbai. They moved to Indonesia and set up a company here" he explained.

"You got a brother?"

"No, I only have a cousin, uncle Dhika's son. The man who drove you to the altar."

I nod my head. When scooping the food suddenly Akash and I were shocked to hear the boarding call. Akash looked at his watch, time has passed quickly. Without finishing the meal Akash grabbed his bag and hurried away followed by me.

The lounge and gate are very far away. We walked quickly down the airport, occasionally we ran and walked slowly to take a breath. The boarding call came back, it made us panic. In the garage I saw some people running too.

"Quick Maya," said Akash.

He still held my hand while pulling it so I could run faster. I looked towards him and laughed. Usually in bollywood movies the actor ran around because he missed the train, while I ran after the plane.

When I saw Akash it felt like my time had turned into slow motion. Seen by the look of his serious and reddened face, sweaty streaks sprung up at his temple, his breathless breath, all managed to make me gobsmack. I can't hide my smile.

"Why?" tanyakanya.

I shook my head while gulping down the water. Akash grabbed the blanket and covered my open legs.

"Thank you" I said.

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Three hours later the plane we were on landed at Zurich International Airport. I picked up a trolley in the corner of the room while Akash waited for our luggage to come out on the tracks and pick it up. After putting together the stuff in the Akash trolley pushed him and took me out.

He pulled a cell phone out of his pants pocket, called someone in English. We walked quite a distance until someone came to Akash. They talked for a long time, while I was just watching.

"This is Maya. My wife." Akash introduced me to her.

"Hi, I'm Paul. Can you speak english?"

"Little bit" I answered, shaking her hand.

"He's our tour guide May" whispered Akash.

"My English is not good, I don't know what he's talking about."

"It's okay. There I am" Akash replied.

Akash and Paul walked back and chatted, occasionally laughing. Out of the airport, Paul took us to a car. Here it is still around eleven o'clock in the afternoon, because it is autumn the weather is not too hot even though the wind is quite strong.

Akash opened the car door for me, and he sat right next to me. The car moved out of the airport heading west along Butzenbuelring Road and into the toll.

"You dizzy?" ask Akash.

"No, it's just that my ears are buzzing" I replied.

I kept watching the streets and the buildings. The neat urban order and the combination of typical European and modern buildings make me amazed. From the Uraniasstrase road the car we were riding took a left turn down the Taltrasse Road.

To the right of the road, tall buildings rise. Making the path we passed into shade. My gaze was suddenly fixed on a typical European ivory white building that looked magnificent. I remembered the buildings on Jalan Asia Afrika Bandung, the design was almost similar.

"Paul, what is this building?" my many.

"Ma'am Hotel. Baur Au Lac's. We'll stop there" Paul replied as he turned his car into the hotel's courtyard. It was not long before the trip we took from the airport, about fifteen minutes.

Because the hotel building is not too high and there is a large park, and a flag on top of the building. I don't like going into a hotel area, but rather a government office.

"Akash, are you sure this is a hotel ?" many ensure.

"Yes May. This is the most famous hotel."

The car stopped in front of the lobby. Aksh and Paul rushed out and dropped off the luggage and other luggage.

I got out of the car with an amazed, surprised and confused expression. Suddenly two men in black clothes came out of the hotel and came to us, one of them carrying a trolley. The man smiled at me.

"Welcome to Zurich ma'am..."

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