How Will You Say Goodbye?
Solutions

Ammar looked at Kinan expectantly, looking forward to Kinan's reply to his offer.

"Kinan, would you like to see his new home?" Ask Ammar again.

With doubt Kinan finally nodded his head.

"Be prepared! I'll wait for you here!"

Kinan moved to change his clothes in the room and left Ammar alone in the living room.

Desi who had just arrived home was looking at Ammar with a look of wonder.

"Mas Ammar? Been here long?" Ask Desi to Ammar.

"Not too long, about 10 minutes. Why?"

Desi shook her head immediately. I don't know what is now in his mind, which he clearly puts a lot of questions for Kinan later.

Before long, Kinan came out and greeted Desi.

"I went out first with Mas Ammar ya Des!" Mata Kinan hinted that Desi did not ask much more questions, let alone ask about the arrival of Rey in front of Ammar.

"Yes Ki." Desi said nervously. For some reason now even he who is nervous to know if there is another man between Kinan and Ammar relationship, although actually Desi does not know who Rey really is, even though he does not know who Rey is, but he believes that Rey and Kinan are attracted to each other from their eyes earlier.

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"You seemed tense from the beginning of my arrival, everything was fine right?" Ammar asked as he glanced at Kinan who was sitting next to him and remained focused on driving his car at moderate speed.

"May I ask, Mum?" Kinan ignored Ammar's question and asked the man instead.

"Ask!" Ammar said in a light tone.

"Emm, is Mas Ammar sure to take me back?" Ask Kinan in a tone that is difficult to decipher.

Ammar. "of course. I won't do anything I don't believe in." Her speech.

Kinan sighed softly, throwing a glance beside the car window, looking out at the goal of a fairly crowded street scene in the morning by noon.

"Why? Are you doubting me?" Ammar asked back.

"That's not it, I-I"

"Hmm?"

"I know you want to take me back, but are you sure you want to accept everything, including...the child in my womb?" Kinan stroked his flat stomach.

Ammar smiled in anguish. Like thinking of something.

"You don't have to worry anymore about that Kinan, I already have a solution for that."

"Solution?" Kinan looked at Ammar beside him. His frown indicates that he is thinking about Ammar's words.

"Huum.. Look, I already have a couple of kids and that's more than enough for me. But, I understand if you might want to have a child that you gave birth to yourself, then-" Ammar glanced at Kinan at a glance who was listening to his words carefully.

"Then you can have a child with me next time. Our two kids!" Call Ammar again.

Kinan slightly did not understand the direction of Ammar's conversation.

"Then, what about the kid I'm carrying now?" Kinan asked as he stroked his stomach again and again.

"Look Kinan, we both don't want the boy's presence..." Ammar relaxed his chin towards Kinan, as if pointing towards Kinan's stomach.

"Your pregnancy is still fairly new, so you can drink something to disturb the fetus, come on! or if it doesn't work we can-" he said in a paltry tone.

"Mass?" Kinan looked at Ammar with a surprised look as he realized the intent of Ammar's words.

"Please stop, Mas..!" Kinan asked Ammar to stop talking while also stopping their journey.

"Kinan..."

"I said stop and put me down here!" Peeking Kinan as he stared intently at Ammar. He clearly disagreed with Ammar's intentions.

With a heavy heart, Ammar finally stopped his car on the side of the road and with a quick motion Kinan directly out of the car right then and there.

"Here you go, I've understood everything you've said about the solution!"

Kinan wanted to leave in front of Ammar as soon as possible. But Ammar prevented his move. Ammar stood in front of Kinan to prevent him from stepping.

"We can have another child later, Ki! The child we both hoped for!"

"Your selfishness covers your conscience, Mas!"

"You know what I mean, not so! That kid is not my son!"

"But this is my son! You expect me to think of your son as my son too, but you don't want to think of the child I'm carrying as your son. Is that what you mean as a solution?"

Ammar. His jaw hardened as if he wanted to vent anger. I don't know.

Once again Kinan looked at Ammar with his sharp gaze, he was furious to see this man before him. Kinan took a slow breath and tried to ignore Ammar who continued to endure his departure. In quick motion, Kinan crossed the highway in front of him. Ammar wanted to chase Kinan, but he realized his car engine was not dead. Finally he undoes the intention to come running after the departure of Kinan.

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"You could have asked me to do such a heinous thing, Mas!" Kinan muttered to himself in the middle of his path that was not knowing the direction.

Kinan stroked his stomach for a moment.

"After all, this child is my son. I won't let anyone hurt her!" Inner Kinan.

Kinan continued to walk down the sidewalk, he did not know where else to go. Going back to Desi's house is certainly the last option. But, if Ammar will come there how? Kinan did not want to see the man's face. Kinan growled inwardly recalling Ammar's words earlier.

"Why is this street crowded and suddenly jammed?" Kinan caught sight of the sight before him. He approached people who seemed to be crowding.

"What's up, Ma'am?" Kinan asked a woman who had just left the place.

"Single accident, Ma'am! Fancy car, the victim's still stuck in the car!" The woman answered Kinan's question as she left the crowd.

Kinan wanted to see the victim, but it felt like he would not be able to see the victim of the accident. Kinan wanted to leave the scene alone, he then stood on the side of the road to wait for the taxi to pass. But the corner of his eye caught the sight of the car that had been pushed aside.

Kinan is shocked and flabbergasted to recognize a car he believes resembles someone's, but he is not sure yet.

Kinan hurried to the direction where the car was, calling out the line of people still in the crowd to complete his curiosity. He heard the voices of boisterous and faint-hearted people listening to the conversation between them.

"The turban's still inside, pinned!" Screaming of a middle-aged father.

"Please help get it out!" The order of a man Kinan knew was local authorities, because he was wearing his uniform.

Kinan pegged on his stand when the victim was slowly helped out by the local residents and officials. Some Ambulances have arrived and are ready to bring the victim who has just been lifted from the car is quite 'ringsek.

Kinan ran towards the ambulance, occasionally nudging others but he did not care about it.

"Mas, can I take her to the hospital?" Pinta Kinan to an officer in the Ambulance.

"Sorry, don't you know this guy?"

Kinan nodded and immediately looked for a position to sit in the ambulance as well.

Kinan looked at the face of the man lying on top of the ambulance gurney. The man looked helpless, his pulse immediately connected to the inpus fluid by an ambulance attendant. Kinan did not see any blood, but this man was unconscious before him. He probably had an internal injury to his body.

Kinan clasped the man's fingers, hoping to strengthen him. His gaze occasionally looked up, to hold back his tears from dripping.

"I beg you to hold on!" Said Kinan quietly to the man. A feeling of regret burst into his recess. Why did they have to argue. Why doesn't Kinan listen to her. Kinan became a gamelan and no longer knew what to do. Until a while, the ambulance stopped and all the officers in it moved to bring down the victims of this accident.

Kinan came down and followed where the man was to be taken. Kinan wanted to ensure his safety, Kinan wanted to know what happened to him and what the doctor's verdict was like against the man.

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