How Will You Say Goodbye?
Dejavu

The taxi carrying Kinan from the Villa had arrived at a towering multi-storey building. He did not know how many floors the building had. His gaze turned upward, his vision could not reach the top of the building.

Kinan opened the taxi door and got off after saying his thanks. He then decided to take out a piece of paper that Rey had given him while at Villa, he read a glance and remembered the contents inside. 23 Floor. Kinan entered the building.

Kinan sighed for a moment, feeling familiar with this place. And like Dejavu who suddenly approached, flashed a shadow, he felt like he had been in the lobby of this apartment building.

"You okay Miss?" Ask a security who had opened the glass door for Kinan to enter.

"Ah, it's okay, sir. Thank you!" Kinan held a thin temple that had been dizzy. Then he followed his instinct to the elevator that had appeared on the verge of the eye, pressing the floor button, where Rey had told him before. Rey has promised to pick up Kinan here later and Kinan will wait for him.

After a while, the lift clinks and opens. The woman reached the floor she was on. A glimpse of the surroundings and he arrived at one door that he believed was the entrance of Rey's apartment.

Kinan pressed the passcode which Rey also wrote on the paper. As much as Rey trusts him, giving him access to her private space.

"So, how could I possibly doubt him after this? He'll pick me up soon." Inner Kinan.

Although there are many questions in Kinan's mind why Rey suddenly told him to come here for no apparent reason and seemed very rushed.

After the sound of 'Bip', the door was opened. Kinan stepped into the room. The apartment room immediately presents an elegant view of the living room. Pretty neat for a size lived by a man. Maybe there's an officer here to clean it up. It's possible Kinan thought.

Kinan was seen sighing, he put the bag that had been brought by Rey in the corner of the room, then he put the food box that was also supplied by Mbok Nah at the teak table of the living room. Kinan sat himself on a soft sofa made of soft ivory white leather.

"I'll eat Mas Rey's message to me, but I'll take a look around this apartment first." Saying Kinan slowly.

Kinan walked slowly towards the kitchen which was fused with the dining room. There is a minimalist kitchen set dominated by gray and white, there is an electric stove two furnaces and next to it there is a mini-sized kitchen sink. He turned on the water tap at the sink to wash his hands.

Kinan glanced at the room at the end, he guessed it was the bathroom. After getting to know this place enough to not feel foreign again, he returned to the living room.

Arriving in the living room, he picked up the food box while taking it to the dining room. Kinan opened the box, saw the contents and forced to fill the stomach that had not been filled since morning.

Food has not yet reached the mouth, but the aroma has made Kinan nauseous and wants to vomit. Somehow Kinan has always been this way for the past few months, maybe this is a factor in her pregnancy. However, if the food is to suit the taste, Kinan can eat it voraciously even over and over again.

Kinan began to feel nauseous smelling the aroma of hot fried chicken in front of him. He even thought he wanted to eat meatballs with hot and spicy sauce. Kinan swallowed the saliva imagining it, while closing the side dishes and rice that he did not eat. He just let the food on the dining table, maybe he will eat later if his appetite comes back.

Kinan waited for Rey to arrive, but it seemed that the man would be late because maybe the business he said was not finished at the Villa. Kinan had to be more patient, wasn't Rey also so patient with him?

Kinan was just pacing back and forth, and now he turned on the television to ward off boredom. However, Kinan realized that he had already yawned several times. Looks like Kinan felt sleepy and tired because on the road earlier he did not sleep. Kinan was too busy thinking about his sudden departure.

Kinan moved on again, deciding to look for a bedroom. Kinan will sleep comfortably without fear at any time Rey will go home. This is Apartment Rey, Rey is entitled to enter here even without permission and permission from Kinan.

"I feel sad, but haven't we been living together in the Villa for a few days? Even one room? Although Mas Rey still sleeps on the sofa, but that means Mas Rey appreciates me and will not do anything to me. I'm pregnant too, she can't do anything." Inner Kinan convinced himself.

"Calm down, I need to calm down and trust him. Doesn't he believe me too?" Next in his mind.

Evidently, Rey always visited with a tired face. But, not once did he ever get rude or angry at Kinan even though sometimes Kinan looks annoying in front of the young man's eyes.

It seemed, Kinan couldn't avoid his growing feelings. Kinan obviously liked Rey. And Kinan did not want to deny that in his heart. Who wouldn't love a good-looking guy like Rey? Although he had never said the same to Kinan, but his attitude towards Kinan had been more than enough.

Kinan did not even intend to remember his past anymore, the most important thing for him was to be with Rey alone. Her past is better lost, for she realizes one thing, Ammar who claims her husband must not love her, and as long as she is married to Ammar, she must not be as happy as she is today. Now Kinan was feeling quite happy and that was enough. Enough for all this and he didn't expect more. But he also did not want to go back in time if it would make him even more sick.

Kinan does not remember the past, but that does not mean he cannot know and feel who truly loves him. Ammar, he loves Kinan but somehow the man looks foreign to him, for some reason! Then, he also remembered an old woman who lived in the house of Ammar, he was sure that she hated him greatly from the look in his eyes. It also makes Kinan sure that all this time he has suffered a lot of sadness in the same house.

Kinan turned the door knob which he believed was Rey's room, because this apartment is not an apartment with a size that is too large even though the appearance is quite luxurious. There is only one bedroom here.

The door opened, the scent of the room burst into the woman's sense of smell, a masculine scent typical of its owner. This scent reminded Kinan of the handsome man who owned this apartment.

"Ah, do I miss him? " Inner Kinan, now he looked smiling and blushing. Kinan was sure that his cheeks were now turning red as he recalled Rey earlier.

Kinan stepped in deeper and deeper into the side of the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, but at once his mind collapsed and the Dejavu again approached him for a moment.

"I feel familiar in this room." Kinan said softly.

Again Kinan seemed to inhale the scent of this room and exhale violently. Kinan snorted, at the same time he seemed surprised and angry. In the next second, he seemed to remember the events of a few months ago in this place, in the same room. Kinan once found his body here, without a thread and covered only by a blanket.

Dizzy crept and gnawed at his head, but he was still conscious and now he felt his sleeping soul had awakened.

The trajectory of past events rotated and shimmered in the woman's head. Like a roll camera that runs slow motion, like a roller cooster that goes up and down and goes around in his brain. Suddenly, he remembered something..

The memory of his memory that had been lost, seems to now re-enact in his head. Kinan started trying to remember everything that happened to him in great detail. It was like freezing in that room.

Note:

*Dejavu \= A sensation overview where you feel you have experienced something. Even when you know that the experience has never been experienced before.

*Sink \= Dishwasher

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