Heading Home

The next day, Rabiah headed to the airport.

"Goodbye, Saudia Arabia." she whispered, taking the time to send off a simple text to Aicha. Just three words.

I love you <3

The response was simple enough. Rabiah almost expected this to an extent. To see it like this after making her Hajj. Sure, it had been out of season and she had to cut it short due to her vacation. But she had done it, finding love with a beautiful woman.

I love you too <3 <3

Rabiah cracked a smile, putting her phone into the purse Aicha had got her. Sure, they had tried to part. But Aicha had insisted that she have the right garments. She would make a lovely wife. Especially if that ended up her as her wife right beside her.

"Thanks." she thought and passed through the gates of the airport. Then it was just a short walk over to the front desk. "I would like to check into my flight."

The woman in the hijab nodded.

"Are you Rose?"

Rabiah nodded, not really liking being called by that name. But that was something

"Here's your ticket."

Handing it over, Rabiah headed for security. Which was surprisingly simple, especially in comparison to that of American Airports.

Which in turn, made it a breeze to get to her gate. Outside of making her way through the crowds of people. She wasn't sure why, but there were a lot more women. Wonder what that was about.

"Next stop, Tokyo. Then home."

She would've preferred a direct flight, but that's not how life works.

Taking a seat, it was time to wait.