How Will You Say Goodbye?
Diaries

Shirly entered the mansion and was greeted by a smiling Latifa.

"Hi love....!!" Latifa voice greeted the young lady in front of her.

"Aunty..." Shirly and Latifa were splashing.

"Tan, it's healthy, right?" Ask Shirly.

"Healthy dong! Now auntie's very happy, since that girl doesn't live here anymore!" Reply Latifa spirit. His smile continued to rise from his lips.

"I'm happy as Auntie!" Shirly said later.

They walked towards the back porch to continue their conversation regarding Kinan.

Ammar, who had just returned to work that afternoon, was not surprised by Shirly's arrival. Because ever since he married Kinan, and especially after Kinan was sick, Shirly came to his house more and more. Ammar thought, let Shirly come to accompany her mother who sometimes has no friends to just share the story.

The kids are busy with their toys. Arshaka was busy playing cars with remote control on the block-paving path, still in the yard of the house.

Alesha is busy playing her gadget. Lately Alesha likes to watch her idol k-pop from your*be channel.

After making sure his family was in good shape, Ammar exhaled slowly. He loosened the neat tie in his collar, then opened the two buttons on the shirt he was wearing. He walked to his private room and decided to take a shower.

After bathing and cleaning himself, Ammar sat on the edge of the bed, massaging his own temple plan. Suddenly he thought of Vienna, it felt like he missed his late wife very much.

Ammar looked up at the ceiling of the room, his hands behind his body, holding his sitting position.

"Kinan..." I don't know why the name Kinan he called.

Ammar stood up and took his phone. He called someone.

"Hallo, Happy Afternoon!"

"So sir, how can I help you?"

"What about the house? have you handled it?"

"Already sir, the house is already in the name of the father, because you have officially bought it!"

"Well, meet me tomorrow and hand me the keys!"

"Do you intend to occupy it immediately?"

"Maybe. Why?"

"I would like to propose that the house be slightly renovated and cleaned to make it comfortable!"

"All right, then set it up. If you're ready to report to me immediately!"

"Good sir!"

The call ended, Ammar left the room. He wanted to see Kinan's room in the back. I don't know why Ammar did it.

Ammar opened the door of Kinan's room, he was amazed that the room was always neat and the smell of the owner was still left there.

Ammar nodded at a glance to see a collection of neatly arranged books, some of which were books and journals while in college.

Ammar smiled at the picture of Kinan displayed in the picture. The figura is not just one, there are several. The first photo is Kinan Photo using the uniform SMA when he first came to Ammar's house, looks like his house as the background. Some of the photos are photos of Kinan with his college friends, apparently during KKN in a village.

The last is a photo of Kinan while wearing toga and diwisuda. Without realizing it, Ammar stroked the Kinan photo. Smile at the photo that is also smiling knot.

"Kinan, why are you dominating my mind now? am I wrong to keep my distance from you?" Ask Ammar to himself.

Ammar looked at the little book, like Kinan's diary. He opened the book. Curious. He read one by one the writings that Kinan had written in the book, about his daily life and the schedule of his college eyes. There is no question he is close to any man or about the feeling of pent-up as most people write diary books. There are also some photos that Kinan pasted.

"He is Desi, my best friend" Kinan wrote with a photo of a girl named Desi. And under the photo is the address and phone number of Desi.

"Desi?" Ammar frowned, trying to think. He nodded and seemed to understand something.

The faint sounds of Latifa and Shirly were heard in Ammar's sense of hearing. Yes, from Kinan's room Ammar can hear the conversation of the two women though not so clear. Because the location of Kinan's room is adjacent to the back terrace.

Ammar slightly approached the window as he briefly heard Kinan's name being mentioned. Ammar had no intention of eavesdropping, but he was curious because the two women were talking about Kinan with laughter.

"Don't they know Kinan is sick? then why are they laughing so happily?" Inner Ammar.

"What are you talking about?" Sergey Ammar.

Shirly and Latifa looked at each other as if to code each other to answer first.

"Ah no, we-we're talking about..." Latifa answered Ammar's question.

"On what? it looks so exciting!" Sindir Ammar.

"emmm about our wedding, Ammar!" Shirly said suddenly.

Just so suddenly the remark got a look of Shock from Ammar, not least Latifa who was also surprised.

"Your mom asked me to be her daughter-in-law!" Shirly bowed as if embarrassed.

"What?" Ammar's face flushed. He was angry at his mother's decision. As for Latifa, she herself did not know why even Shirly replied like that as if Latifa was asking her to be her daughter-in-law. They haven't agreed on this.

"I-iya Ammar, I think it's good to marry Shirly!" Latifa replied in the end, supporting the answer Shirly had already thrown out. She wanted Shirly to be her daughter-in-law all this time. He likes the woman because in addition to beautiful, rich, and also smart. Especially suited to Latifa.

"Ma!!" Ammar looked at Latifa's face which began to look pias when he realized that his son was angry.

"Didn't Mom ask my opinion for that? I obviously still have a wife and our marriage is still fairly new, Ma!" The fiery Ammar protests.

"Not so Ammar, Mama-" Latifa seemed choked to see the anger of her son.

"Ammar, you calm down first. Maybe you mean mom is good. After all, what do you expect from Kinan? he's sick and he's not here to take care of you! It's like you don't have a wife, Ammar!" Shirly.

Ammar was silent as if thinking of something.

"You're crazy!" Ammar finally said.

Ammar was about to go and move. But his steps came to a halt when Latifa spoke again.

"Your wife Kinan is crazy, Ammar! sober up! leave her! you don't love her, do you?" Ketus Latifa, his dislike for Kinan ranted through his words just now.

Ammar. He nodded and smiled slanted.

"But Kinan is pregnant!' Firmly Ammar as if to warn his mother who might forget about it.

Shirly who had no idea about Kinan's pregnancy looked at Latifa with a gaze demanding an answer. Sometimes he looked at the handsome face in front of him who was angry. He's bowed back.

"Ammar, have you touched her that far? it might not be your son!" cecar Latifa.

"Stop, Mom!"

"But Ammar!"

"Of course I've touched it, Ma! she's my wife! And my domestic affairs need not be interfered with, let alone my bedside business!" Said Ammar ketus then left the two women with pias and pale face to see the anger of Ammar.

Ammar snatched the car keys on the desk, he hurriedly walked to his car. Go, go where you go. Anger rules over him. Moreover, with his mother's actual speech it is true that Kinan was not pregnant with her child.

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