There were two women sitting on the seats and one is scrolling on her phone while another woman is scrolling on the tiny little touchscreen that is located behind of soft front seat. They both have black hair while the woman who sitting at the seat next to the corridor has a short and fine cutting hair style. Another woman sitting in the middle has long and clean loosing hair beside her face before our eye contact. When our eyesight meets each other in air, she pats on her friend for seeing me. She stands up and move her way out to the corridor with her friends following behind, therefore, I can squeeze into my tiny visible lower apartment with only seat and small TV available. Narrow gaps between seats slower the speed of my entry while I have placed my backpack at front for putting on the ground easily.

Both of them decides to come back for their seats so there is space for others go pass them. However, they have to grab each other in this limited area to prevent others push them aside on the corridor. Once I have sat down, I remove the backpack and placed it under the seat at front quicky. Although the tiny cabinet affecting the speed of backpack entering in, hard frequent pressure from my leg increases the speed of the backpack arriving to its parking space security.

Clear view of the wing can be seen with the reflection of the light inside the plane while my eyesight is concentrating on the darkness of the dull sky without any stars. Meanwhile, window is reflecting more passengers are entering and looking for their seat gradually. They are walking as slow as the little dwarfs on their way back home on the corridor and I took my phone out of my pocket.

Last sentence of ‘I will message you once I got there’ has finished my mission of communicating before the flight begins. Therefore, I have press button for flight mode and put my phone inside the pocket that located behind the front seat. Pressure on my shoulder and my legs are reducing which makes them relax in the next few seconds. My body are free as a loosed and lost miserable dead body floating on the sea, sitting on the as soft as stone can be bend seat for the rest of my trip. Although I can feel the softness of the seat by using my weight of my body, this does not mean it is suitable for me to sleep like a pig as I did back home.

Soreness that is sinking inside my muscles are suddenly managed to grab the power, therefore, they can raise up when my body are full relaxed on the seat. The combination of the tiredness and soreness causing my eyelids close and open frequently and quickly. My brain is blank without anything possessing but there is a feeling coming saying I have missed something while my eyelids are aggressively asking for shut down.

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When my conscious comes up to see my neighbours that sitting and resting next to me, over the armrests, is doing. They were either focusing on the tiny TV for film, or closing their window of soul, which is eyelid up for resting. There is a flight attendant walking on another side of plane and bending their knee to communicating with other passengers. While there is one flight attendant coming toward our rows, there is an idea rise up in my brain from watching on the action and conversation between the flight attendant and other passengers.

I quicky check on my waist and there is nothing. Therefore, I am looking at both side for the seatbelt and fasten it as soon as the flight attendant check on mine. When the flight attendant arrives closely to our rows, I have shown my seatbelt out straightaway and the woman next to me aware which makes me check her seatbelt instantly. Therefore, all of us pass through a safety seatbelt check and waiting for plane moves. It is a peaceful and silent moment when the flight attendants pass every row for a seatbelt check. Air is flowing around without any obstacle which allowed me breath in comfortably.

My eyelid cannot maintain its raising position and attempting to drop off. However, my desire of watching the take-off pushed the eyelid up strongly while I can see sleeping beauties next to me resting with their eye shut through the reflection on the window. Although there is no shaking on the seatbelt, everyone is sitting on their seat quiet, there might be some twinkle sound from people getting things out their belonging or the little pocket from the seat in front, there is a feeling from the giant wheel of plane moving. Although my body are drowning in the whirlpool of fatigue and painfulness, the wish of watching airplane travelling toward the empty stars are dragging me up.

Light is alighting every airplanes’ existence in this huge airport. They were standing in the spotlight as they were saying goodbye to us as our plane moving smoothly and gradually. My body are losing as a floating body on the sea as looking at the direction of our plane heading to. As far as I can see, there is two dotted line made of red steady light where we are going to.

Airplane has slowly approached to the middle of the line while turning its body to another side softly without shaking up any sleeping passengers. There is a pause of feeling the plane is not functioning before a power absorbing force that surrounding its field and using this giant power pushing the airplane to run faster and quicker. Once the airplane is climbing to the dull sky, the engine helping us flying in the clear field which allowed me to see the bright-lighted city below us.

Although it was late in the evening, there are cars or motorcycles on their way to somewhere. As we mounting up to the mountain layer of white cloud, the loud engine become calmer and quieter while plane horizontal its position for long-distance journey. A soft, comfortable relaxing remind sound tells me that seatbelt can be take off and it is a great time for my eyes shut.