HUSNA (EDITING)

Chapter2

ATATURK AIRPORT ISTANBUL
"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat belts and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Thank you."the assistant announced

"Flight attendants, prepare for landing please." "Cabin crew, please take your seats for landing." as we are about to land."this was captain Abdulhameed Aliyu Danbatta masculine yet cool voice of him

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to ATATURK AIRPORT ISTANBUL Local time is 5pm and the temperature is 21 degrees

For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the Captain turns off the Fasten Seat Belt sign. This will indicate that we have parked at the gate and that it is safe for you to move about. At this time, you may use your cellular phones if you wish.

Please check around your seat for any personal belongings you may have brought on board with you and please use caution when opening the overhead bins, as heavy articles may have shifted around during the flight.

If you require deplaning assistance, please remain in your seat until all other passengers have deplaned. One of our crew members will then be pleased to assist you.

On behalf of Cyprus Airlines and the entire crew, I'd like to thank you for joining us on this trip and we are looking forward to seeing you on board again in the near future. Have a nice day!!! The assistant finally announced.."

As the passengers began to disembark, he slid his leg out of the plane, his Carhartt boot making a soft thud on the ground. He stretched his tall frame and switched on his phone, wondering if his mom had tried calling him.

"Captain, shall we go?" his friend asked, standing beside him. He looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he bit his lower lip, a habit he had developed over the years.

His hair is  neatly cut into a low fade, accentuating the sharpness of his jawline. His beard is  well trimmed, giving him a sophisticated look. His fair skin had a smooth, fresh complexion, hinting at his Middle Eastern heritage. His almond shaped eyes were a deep, captivating brown, and his thick, dark brows framed them perfectly. His nose us  aquiline, giving him a regal appearance. His lips were pink and full, with a hint of a smile playing across them. His lashes were thick and dark, framing his eyes beautifully. An earthy scent swirled around him, adding to his rugged charm. He is a man who exuded confidence and sophistication, and his appearance commanded attention.

He  walked  towards the taxi, his friend slid in from the other side. He quickly dialed his mom's number, and she picked up after just one ring. "Abdulhameed!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with relief.

"Yes, mom?" he replied, his voice laced with amusement, as he leaned against the car seat, biting his lips.

"Have you landed?" she asked, a hint of worry creeping into her tone.

He let out a laugh, his straight, white teeth gleaming in the light. "Mom, you worry too much! I wouldn't call you if I wasn't back on solid ground. I told you last time, you need glasses!" he teased, adding a dramatic flourish. "You're getting old, you know. Time is not on your side!"

His friend chuckled at the playful banter, shaking his head in amusement.

After a brief pause, she responded, her tone serious. "Don't make fun of your mother, Abdulhameed. I'm asking you something."

"Alhamdulillah, mommy, I've landed safely.

Masha Allah, may Allah always protect you wherever you are, and may He continue to bless you.