How Will You Say Goodbye?
In the same room

For exactly a month, Kinan had the status of wife of Ammar. Ammar remained with his busy daily life without ever glancing at Kinan.

Kinan is a beautiful woman. His young age looked like a younger brother to Ammar. The beach is like a village girl. Natural beautiful face typical of Indonesian women with yellow skin.

Kinan who is accustomed to no makeup polish, has displayed his beautiful natural face. Her petite body was not too tall with an ideal posture that was not too thin, her black hair was slightly wavy. Kinan's appearance seemed closed as a sign he was indeed a girl who closed himself to be noticed more by others. Especially from the opposite sex.

But, somehow Ammar who is now his legal husband. I have never seen the beauty of Kinan. Perhaps his love for Vienna was too great, or he simply refrained from thinking of Kinan as a younger brother.

Although it was wrong, because of the status of those who are married now, but Kinan understood it because he was so awkward when looking at Ammar who had been for years considered as his brother.

"Kinan, from now on move to my room. Bring all your personal belongings to move!" Ammar said slowly on the sidelines of his busy typing on his Laptop.

Kinan who was wiping the family room table also stopped his activities for a moment to digest Ammar's speech.

"Alright, ma'am" he replied after a moment of silence.

Ammar continued his activities, as well as Kinan.

Finished with all his work at home, Kinan was ready to bring his personal belongings to move to Ammar's room.

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In the evening, Kinan entered the room where Vienna normally lay, and Kinan usually came here just to feed Vienna and give him medicine. Kinan entered this room as the wife of Ammar Sadin.

When Kinan entered, Kinan saw Ammar who had just finished his bath and was still using a towel. Ammar looked awkward, he did not expect Kinan would enter at a time like this. Kinan was no less nervous. He was confused about what to do.

"Put your clothes in that closet, Kinan!" And put your stuff in there!" Ammar softly tried to melt their awkwardness. Ammar pointed to a five-door closet on the side of the room.

"Viennese goods still have a little left here. I mean, you could use it on purpose!"

"If you have too much stuff, put it in that room!" added Ammar while pointing at the room that seems to be a walk in closet.

Actually Ammar is a good man, not wrong Vienna is very loving and respectful of Ammar. Kinan also admitted that, it's just that the marriage of Kinan and Ammar that occurred because not on the basis of love, Kinan so feel uncomfortable being near Ammar.

Ammar also looks very attractive. His face was handsome at his mature age. He was always clean and impressed so keep up the appearance. His body athletic sign he diligently exercise. Ammar has a baby face so he looks much younger than his real age.

Kinan repeatedly convinced himself and dismissed his bad taste because again he realized that they were married.

Kinan headed for the closet and arranged his belongings. She also put her powder and trinkets on the dresser. He had no intention of disposing of the goods he knew belonged to Vienna. He tried to understand that his position was indeed to replace Vienna as Ammar's wife not to remove any trace of Vienna in Ammar's heart and room.

Ammar entered the walk in closet in the corner of the room. Before long he had been out in a plain black t-shirt and home-style shorts.

Kinan threw away his sight seeing Ammar's appearance, as he had never seen Ammar in such a suit. Usually Ammar will look polite with long pants even though inside the house.

Kinan was nervous to death when Ammar approached him at Rias' table. Ammar sat on the bed beside the dresser and watched Kinan.

Kinan tried to stay still and continued his activities of putting his things on the dressing table.

"If you're done, sit down!" Ammar said he patted the bed next to his seat.

Ammar knew that Kinan was now done with his activities, and he saw that Kinan was silent without looking at him.

Kinan was reluctant to move from his position in front of the dresser. He was too awkward to see Ammar and he never saw Ammar from this close distance.

According to Kinan, with him sitting in front of this dresser and Ammar in bed alone it was very close. Especially if he had to move to sit next to Ammar.

Ammar saw the awkwardness in Kinan's eyes.

"What's wrong Kinan, I'm your husband now!" Ammar looked at Kinan.

"Ammar used to shower at night like this?" Kinan asked innocently to Ammar, diluting his nervous mood.

Ammar smiled slightly, looking at Kinan's behavior instead of moving aside and even asked unimportant things.

"Sometimes I do take a shower in the middle of the night" replied Ammar, smiling at Kinan's clumsy behavior.

"Do you want to sleep in that chair? It's night, rest!" Ammar said Kinan but his smile did not diminish.

Kinan had moved from his position but now he was confused. Does he have to sleep next to Ammar? Will his actions make Ammar angry? Kinan turned to Ammar's side, but he only took a pillow, then he put the pillow on the sofa that was also in the room and he decided to sleep on the sofa.

The sight did not escape the eyes of Ammar who had been lying down. Ammar scratched his head which was not itchy. He held back his laughter looking at Kinan's behavior.

Ammar got up and sat down.

"Sleep in bed. That couch isn't for sleeping!" The word Ammar shocked Kinan who had just been willing to lay down.

"I-I, I'm just here!" Kinan replied that trying to look the other way did not want to look at Ammar's face.

"Have you forgotten I'm your husband? You have to get used to it. I'm not asking for my rights as your husband tonight. At least let me serve my duties as your husband by giving you a proper resting place!"

Ammar's words cannot be denied by Kinan. Kinan slowly got up and brought his pillow to sleep beside Ammar tonight. It is true that Ammar said that he must get used to it from now on.

Ammar closed his eyes to sleep. And Kinan also positioned himself to sleep, but still he could not sleep.

"Why are you Kinan? Isn't this what you want, to be considered a wife! Weren't you angry yesterday when Ms. Latifa said that Ammar never glanced at you. Then why are you now the one who misbehaved and wants to reject the husband who has welcomed you!" Inner kinan words.

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Morning felt so long to come, Kinan who from night difficult to sleep beside Ammar, decided to wake up early because the morning he had been waiting for had not been present.

Kinan went into the bathroom on the side of the room, he decided to take a shower even though the clock still shows at 03:45 am.

Finished with the bath, Kinan wore a change of clothes that he had prepared before entering the bathroom earlier.

Kinan walked slowly towards the main room which contained the King size bed. She wanted to comb her wet hair in front of the dresser.

However, Kinan's steps stopped because he found Ammar standing right in front of him.

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?" Ask Kinan to make small talk.

Ammar nodded and passed through Kinan just like that, he went into the bathroom.

Kinan headed to the dressing table and opened the towel that rolled his hair on his head. Slowly she brushed her hair.

"You're taking a shower at this hour?" Ask Ammar who surprised Kinan.

Kinan rose up in surprise. He looked towards Ammar standing up.

"Yes, I-I"

"Can't you sleep?"

"Yes-yah mas"

Ammar approached Kinan who was standing in a corner against the wall. Ammar's sense of smell caught the Aroma shampoo coming out of Kinan's hair. Water and wash away.

"Kinan, can-can I ask for my right as your husband now?" Ask Ammar who is now nervous to Kinan.

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Kinan was shocked at her husband's request. He threw away his gaze when suddenly Ammar was already in front of him and stroked his cheek gently.

"Mmm mas, I'm sorry mas! I'm an impossibility!" Kinan's speech was softly interspersed with a disdainful look towards Ammar.

Ammar nodded and retreated from Kinan's side.

"Mung-maybe in three or four days, Mas" Kinan replied increasingly nervously.

"All right." Ammar said as he continued his delayed sleep.

Kinan who was still standing also breathed a sigh of relief. He's not ready to do that kind of thing. Grateful for his unfortunate situation, he helped him this time.

"But I also could not avoid it again when Ammar asked at the right time. After all I am a wife" Kinan murmured inwardly.

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This breakfast table as usual, looks already filled with side dishes for breakfast. There's bread and fried rice. The drinks are also available, there is milk, fruit juice and water.

"Would you like some milk or juice?" Ask Kinan to Ammar.

"Can I have a coffee? I seem to be very sleepy!" Ammar.

"All right, I made it first, ma'am!" Kinan replied as he went to the kitchen.

Latifa glanced at her son and Kinan who had already passed.

"Did something happen last night until you got sleepy like that?" Sindir Latifa to Ammar.

Ammar smiled sarcastically.

"Ma, that's my business." Ammar said slowly to answer his mother's insinuations.

"Are you starting to think of her as your wife?"

"The truth is she's my wife now ma!"

"Ck! An unwanted wife!" Ketus Latifa's.

Ammar shook his head slowly at his mother's reply.

"Ma, from now on honor my wife! And don't act like that in front of the kids!" Ammar said again still in a subtle tone.

Latifa only snorted at her son's statement. He is not willing now Ammar has started to defend Kinan.

Soon Kinan came to serve coffee in front of Ammar.

"This is coffee. Watch out it's still hot!" Kinan said to Ammar.

It was a very hot sight in Latifa's eyes. He really did not accept that Kinan was pretentious to be a good wife. And worse, Ammar seems to have considered Kinan.

Ammar sipped his coffee.

"It's delicious. Thanks!" Said Ammar while patting the back of Kinan's hand. Kinan smiled too.

"Ammar, Shirly was here yesterday!" The word Latifa distracts Ammar from the coffee Kinan makes.

"Shy? Why is he here, ma? Doesn't he live in Bali?"

"Yes, he just got here. He heard Vienna was gone.he came to offer condolences and condolences!" Answer Latifa.

"Oh" said Ammar cuek.

"Aren't you going to see him Ammar?" Ask Latifa again.

"I'm busy, ma. My job was a lot neglected when I didn't go to work."

"Well, I'll tell Shirly to come here and see you!"

"It's up to you" said Ammar again.

They continued their breakfast quietly without any more talk. Lesya looked silent without a word from her presence. Only Shaka's voice was heard when he asked Kinan to feed him plainly.

"Lesya, Shaka let's go!" Ammar's voice after all was ready for breakfast, took his children to leave together.

Lesya is now a Grade 4 Elementary School. While Shaka, Kindergarten at the same school as her brother.

Lesya and Shaka follow in papa's footsteps. But suddenly Ammar stopped stepping, and turned around.

"What's up? Is anyone missing?" Ask Kinan.

Kinan approached Ammar.

"Why Pa?" Ask Lesya too.

"Lesya, Shaka, same salim aunt Kinan huh!" Ammar spoke softly to his children.

"But pa?" Lesya Protest.

Shaka immediately greeted and kissed the back of Kinan's hand.

"Look, you can!" Ammar said to Lesya.

Lesya with a sullen face and slightly forced to follow Shaka saluted Kinan. Then Lesya walked away with a slight stomp of her feet showing her dislike.

"I'm going to work first!" Ammar said to Kinan.

"Yes mas" Kinan replied with a smile.

Ammar wanted to move on but Kinan prevented it.

"Mass?"

"Yes?" Ammar answered a little.

Kinan pulled Ammar's wrist and he shook Ammar's hand with reverence.

"Be careful on the road!" Kinan.

Ammar smiled to see his wife was now willing to open up. He looked at Kinan and he broke the hair on Kinan's head.

"Yes" Ammar replied without releasing his eyes from Kinan's eyes. Ammar left his residence.

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