
The cold night sea breeze keeps all of Ammar's pores tightly closed. He really wants to pee, but usually he never woke up at night to go to the bathroom.
Ammar walked slowly down the stairs, watching the unchanging surroundings as he entered the house for the first time. Nara's grandmother was killed by Irene.
Nara suspected when she saw Ammar the road settles the sediment, from now on she just pretended to sleep because of misgivings. This was the first time he had slept with a man, where he could just close his eyes. He woke up and followed Ammar secretly.
After finishing from the bathroom, Ammar opened the refrigerator. There were only alcoholic drinks there, it was close to the expiration date. Because his throat was dry, Ammar would not drink it. He tried to open the drink, but it was difficult. Maybe because it is fizzy and has been in storage for too long. He also took a knife that was located a little far from the refrigerator.
At the same time Nara arrived at the end of the stairs, she immediately hid when she saw Ammar taking a knife. His entire body instantly trembled in fear as he observed the way Ammar grasped the handle of the knife. It looks fierce and scary.
Frightened, he hurriedly climbed up slowly. But his feet slipped until his head hit the wooden fence on the left side of the stairs.
"awwh.." groaned slowly, he was lying on the stairs with his legs dangling.
Ammar turned his head immediately upon hearing the impact. His whole body suddenly shakes. Is it possible that Grandma Nara is about to take revenge on her?
Looking around, there was no one. Then he saw Nara's leg dangling at the end of the stairs.
"Why is he there?" Ammar immediately checked, he thought Nara was delirious and fell there. He headed for the stairs still with a knife and a canned drink in his hand.
While Nara who could not wake up increased in panic when she heard the footsteps of Ammar approaching her.
And when Nara tried to get up, she saw Ammar there with a knife in his hand.
"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME..!" nara shouted prostrating at Ammar's feet.
"Please, let Me live. Don't kill Me." he asked sobbing, he did not expect today to die at the hands of Ammar.
"You why?" ask Ammar confused.
Nara looked up, she saw Ammar's left hand holding a canned drink.
One hundred percent he was already bad at Ammar.
Ammar helped Nara stand up, he took her to sit on the old sofa that was in front of the TV. He held the tip of Nara's shirt like he was carrying a kitten. Then he took a few more alcoholic canned drinks, there was only that there. Maybe it could help calm Nara down.
"What makes you think that?" asked Ammar, out of nowhere came Nara's silly thoughts.
"Honest ....I was a little worried from earlier, and seeing you walking slowly out of the room made me think more of a no-no." Nara's hand tip was still shaking, the rest of the fear and shame keeps that vibration going. He even just looked down not daring to look at the man sitting a meter away next to him.
"That's because you walked like a thief, and then I saw you carrying a knife earlier. " Ammar has always been the most mysterious figure for him, it is not wrong if he suspects Ammar the perpetrator of the murder.
"I want to open a drink." said Ammar flat, he was very calm compared to Nara who panicked.
"ck..who opened the canned drink with a knife!" he bit the can cover and opened it.
Seeing that Ammar's teeth were painful, for him who always ate salad and tender meat must be very amazed by Nara's steel teeth.
In one gulp, one can of drink was exhausted by Nara. There was no wind, no storm, suddenly Nara was crying as she pleased. Ammar thought he might be possessed.
"I want to return to normal life.hiks..." he opened another can, thirsty Ammar was still confused how he could drink. But Nara had already finished two cans.
"I want to go back.... I want to work as a nurse again, go home over the beach, fight with Grandma. God...give it all back from me." Nara's sobs became more and more, she covered her face with her hands and shed tears as she could.
"He was drunk. " muttered Ammar, he let Nara cry as much as she could. Not meant to be calming, let alone entertaining.
Ammar opened a can with a knife, downing it to let the thirst go. That night he listened to Nara whining while crying.
A little bit of pity arose because they dragged the girl down a very complicated path. But he remained petrified, not intending to calm Nara because he was just as frustrated.
Until a very long night passed. The birds chirping and the pounding of the waves sounded clear. The sunlight slowly rises to the surface.
Somehow Ammar and Nara finally fell asleep. They still looked slumbering, Ammar leaning on the sofa while folding his hands on his chest. The position is exactly the same as last night. While Nara... Somehow he ended his cries and hitchhiked his head on the right thigh of Ammar, he was also still asleep.
The phone on the table rang, making them wake up from a deep sleep. The phone belonged to Nara, with half her life grabbing the phone on the table and picking up her phone.
[Nara, can you come here now? I need to confirm something.] The sound from inside the phone made Nara curious.
Nara looked at her phone screen, it was Sam who called.
"Yes.. I'll be there any minute." he hung up. Vaporized so wide while wriggling small.
Then the corner of his eye suddenly caught a strange sight, he was not sleeping on a pillow. He gulped, imagining what happened last night.
Nara looked up slowly, as Ammar opened his eyes.
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