After all tray in my row have been taken away, free from squeeze into this limited space with table leads to the need of toilet. Therefore, glancing at the women next to me, they noticed me when my palm patting lightly on their shoulder. Attempting straighten my body in this limited space with pressure and inconsistent of shaking from aircraft. Arm on the head of the sofa and elbow of the top of front sofa for balancing and adjust my way out to the corridor where both women are waited. Pushing on the sofa as getting out of the trap of seats as continuing my way to the toilet in the middle of cabinet.

Although feet grips the ground, turbulence from the aircraft fighting against air are causing me walking on the corridor as well as walking on a pathway made of air flowing into one direction. My hand grabbing side of the seats hardly in order to prevent being pushed by the force of bumpiness on the ground. My both female neighbors have return their while my hands grabbing the side of the front seat. Pressure and sound from surrounding are disturbing my thinking process. Ear are stuck with air’s interactions and my nose is empty without any dropping mucus but causing the discomfort in my body.

Adjusting my body’s feeling by taking a deep breath with my eye shuts. Roll my head up and seeking for location of toilet. There are plenty of obstacles between my seats and the toilet such as people jacket scratching or the rope outside of the jacket has hopped by the edge of the armrest. Pushing from the side of the seats to next to seats carefully to avoid waking the sleeping passenger. Hate to annoy people but this is inevitable since situation is uncontrollable. Trusting my ability to pass through all the rows without touch passengers and arriving the toilet successfully.

However, standing behind two people is a bit frustrating since waiting is killing patience slowly. My initial idea is spying on the toilet in another side which also have two people waiting. Understanding be patient is a good personalities but falling into the deep hole of frustration as usual. Fire of frustration are becoming bigger in heart and eating my last bit of patient. It causing me walking toward the back of the aircraft with slightly longer distance and careless about waking other up in the journey or not.

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Fortunately, toilet is free of use at the back and it accepting me pushing into one of these. Confusion in my brain since door closing down the light coming from the corridor. Searching around in this limited space and discover the slider with green background. Hand on the slider and slide it the side and light fades in slowly. My brain is joyful after this new interaction with the slider because have not seem it before.

Opened the cover of the toilet seat and curious where do my pee go if there was not water inside the toilet. Is there anything need to add before using it? Although there is no instruction plus the nervousness of breaking the toilet, my instinct is encouraging me sitting down to use it when there is sound of flashing from another side.

My heart rises up as scare of damaging anything as usual and calm down when seeing my deposit has been kicked out as quick as possible in the toilet. Haven’t used a toilet on plane since my mom gives me birth. This is a disadvantage when it takes less than 2 hours travelling through airplane before. Short distance travelling keeping me sit down all the time. Image of flush toilet remains still and solid in my memory.

Completing my aim with leaving the toilet with washed hand. Bumpiness from the airflow pissed me off when climbing through back to my seat. Checking on the remaining journey time once my butt on the seat. Light are fading out and gloom night has raising up in the plane. Some reflection of light against this gloom are the people who enjoying their movies while some are falling in dreams. Brightness of the screen are draining my moisture in eyes and pushes me to turn it off.