How Will You Say Goodbye?
A one night catastrophe

The clock on the wall shows at 03:10 in the morning. The man who was now beside Kinan woke up from his sleep. He held his head several times that felt dizzy from last night's hangover.

The man reflexively pulled away from the girl who was still asleep beside him.

"God what have I done to him?" He said while looking at the blood on the bed sheet. The spots look contrasting because the color of the bed sheet is gray white.

The man repeatedly rubbed his own face.

"I should have let him. Why is gini? and why is he still p*rawan! ****!" Emotions to yourself.

He picked up his clothes on the floor, and stood up.

The man with a tall body with a blaster stature also looked confused in his Apartment room.

"Drink what the hell girl? why isn't he waking up?" He said again as he walked restlessly in the room.

The man looked confused and did not know what to do to the girl he had been told.

He decided to clean himself up in the bathroom. Wash his face with water. Then he left Kinan just like that in his apartment.

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When he woke up from his long slumber, he opened his eyes, the light that entered his sense of sight was very little, more predominately dark. He blinked his eyes a few times.

Now Kinan realized that he was in a room with minimal light, because this room was only illuminated by a sleeping lamp above Nakas.

"Where is this?" Inner Kinan wondered. Kinan wanted to get out of the bed he was in, but it felt like his entire body was in a lot of pain. Pain and pain are very felt in the core. And he felt something was awkward.

Kinan paled his body with a bedcover when he realized something, he was shocked and surprised to find his body without a thread. And his gaze led to the floor where the clothes and everything that was supposed to be attached to his body were lying there.

"Oh my God, what happened to me?" His words were interrupted by the tears that had fallen on his cheeks.

Kinan tried to get up but again he felt very sick all over his body, his head was dizzy.

Kinan forced to take the clothes he had seen on the floor. While still holding onto the bedcover to cover his plain body, he took everything quickly and put it on.

Kinan flicked the bedcover to get up and immediately left this cursed place, but again his eyes widened to see the spot of his very clear virginity printed there.

Kinan who had stood up, suddenly slow and limp. He sat at the end of the king-size bed. Weeping over his stupidity and lamenting his fate.

He tried to remember what happened to him, but he did not remember anything at all.

Kinan braced himself, tried to stand up and look around for the light switch. When he found it, he immediately pressed the switch. The room that was dark is now bright.

Kinan tried to step up again looking for anything that could be a clue, why he could end up here. And who with the heart takes away his holiness.

Kinan circulated the view throughout the room, he did not find a single photo to know the owner of this place.

Kinan tried to open the nightstand drawer, looking for something there, but his efforts were in vain. Kinan wanted to get angry but I don't know who he should vent his anger on.

Kinan searched for his cell phone nailed to his pants, but nothing. He also realized it seemed like the bag he used to use was also not used, either lost or indeed left at home, Kinan already knew nothing more.

Kinan walked out of the room, finding another room that also seemed to be nothing that showed the identity of someone who occupied this house.

Kinan looked at the exit and tried to open it. Setiba Kinan outside the house, he realized that he was now in the apartment not in an ordinary house.

Kinan stumbled along while enduring the pain of his love, heading for the elevator to immediately descend down. Kinan accidentally saw the clock in front of the building lobby. At 04:50 in the morning.

Kinan decided to wait for the Lobby's waiting seat because it was too early for him to get out of this building.

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"Ma, is Kinan home yet?" Ammar asked from across the phone when he called Latifa.

Last night, Ammar called home. With the intention of wanting to ask the news of the children and Kinan of course, but Latifa said Kinan had not yet returned from the supermarket.

"Not Ammar, it's morning. He hasn't come home from last afternoon! What kind of woman does her husband work for but he doesn't come home!" Cerocos Latifa answered Ammar across the phone.

"Geez where Kinan really is!" Ammar said again.

"Mama doesn't know Ammar, she went last night saying she wanted to go to the supermarket. If you don't believe me, then when you get home, you can ask the people who are at home"

"Well, anyway, today I'm going home by plane in the morning."

"Okay, be careful Ammar. Don't think too much about that woman! He is always a hassle! Waiting for your return home!"

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Kinan was already standing by the side of the road, waiting for a taxi to pass by. Kinan decided to go home to Ammar and asked Ammar for help to investigate the problems that befell him.

"Will Ammar help me?" Ask Kinan inwardly.

The taxi Kinan drove towards the Ammar residence.

About 60 minutes away, the taxi arrived at the house that always looked beautiful.

Kinan told the taxi driver to wait so he could take the money in the room, because Kinan did not carry any money on his pants.

Kinan entered the house, still in a state of stumbling. The house looked quiet when Kinan came home. He was greeted by Latifa in the guest room.

"Where have you been, huh?"

Kinan was too tired to answer Latifa. It feels like even to talk that he is unable to. He just shook his head to respond to Latifa, then he went into the room and took some of the money.

Kinan is out paying the taxi fare. But as soon as he wanted to get back inside the house, his steps were stopped by Latifa's voice.

"How dare you show your face in this house? After all night you didn't come home?"

"I-I, I'm stricken, ma'am!" Said Kinan while holding tight in

her chest.

"Shy, though,. You don't quibble. Are you starting to show your true guise now? Now it's starting to look like your strangled ass! Basic bale! No shame in coming back here again!"

"Madam, I didn't mean to leave the house for so long, nor do I remember why I could be outside the house."

"Not many reasons! You said you don't remember why you were out of the house? Hahaha didn't you go to the supermarket last night?"

"Yes but I still feel at home last night, haven't gone to the supermarket!"

"Whatchu mean? You went to the supermarket last night, Kinan!"

Kinan shook his head in confusion.

Latifa then screamed to Minah.

Minah also came quickly while running a little.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" Ask Minah.

"Eh, is Kinan coming home?" Chirps Minah again.

Minah nodded.

"True Madam, last night Kinan went to the supermarket, even Kinan's brother gave me permission and tipped the kids to my side!" Answer Minah honestly.

Kinan recalled the incident he met Minah. But suddenly he was very dizzy.

"You see? Witness if you're going to the supermarket!" Latifa did not want to lose.

Kinan was completely dizzy now, not to mention when he realized what had happened to him. She almost burst into tears in front of Latifa and Minah.

He just kept silent without a word seeing Latifa waiting for her answer. Slowly Kinan walked towards the room. He did not press Latifa who screamed her name.

Kinan entered the room feeling devastated. He went into the bathroom. He turned on the shower. Wash her body with cold water, without taking her clothes off. The water from the shower continued to wet his weak body sitting in the shower box.

Kinan was crying about what happened to him. He roared among the water falling from above his head.

He looked at himself from the mirror on the side of the wall. Suddenly he felt disgusted at himself, at his body moreover.

He looked at his neck in the mirror, opening some blouse buttons that were still attached to his body. He cried even more to find a lot of Kissmark on his neck and chest. He rubbed it intending to eliminate all of it but his efforts were in vain.

"What should I do? What wrong? Why should I bear such a burden?" The voice of Kinan lamented his fate.

Ammar, who had just arrived home, wasted no time in meeting Kinan as soon as he heard Kinan had returned home.

Ammar entered the room, he did not find Kinan in the room. Latifa told her that Kinan had come home from two hours ago.

Ammar searched the entire room and found the bathroom door locked from the inside.

Ammar called out Kinan's name but there was no answer. Then Ammar banged on the door but the result was still nil.

"Kinan, open the door Kinan!" Ammar said while banging on the bathroom door.

Ammar decided to take the spare key that was in the nightstand. He opened the bathroom door a little forcefully.

He saw the shower was still on, and Kinan was lying under the shower. Floored.

"Oh my God, Kinan. What happened?" Ammar approached Kinan's weak body.

Kinan did not faint, he was still conscious. But Ammar swiftly carried Kinan's weak body and wrapped it in a towel.

Ammar took Kinan's body out of the bathroom and laid him on the bed.

"Why are you Kinan?" Ask Ammar slowly.

Kinan looked at Ammar with a strange look.

Ammar glanced at Kinan's already wet appearance.

"You dry your body first with a towel, after that you change clothes!" Ammar spoke softly.

Kinan shook without a sound.

"If you don't want to, you can catch a cold."

"Yes, let me ask Minah to help you change clothes" suggested Ammar again.

"Don't!!" Kinan replied quickly in a tone of fear.

"Well, do you want me to help you?" Ask Ammar again.

Kinan retreated a few inches from Ammar, he stood covering his body with a towel. And his body was cornered at the end of the wall. Kinan's eyes looked at Ammar warily.

Ammar, who saw Kinan's change, was suddenly surprised by his wife's attitude.

"Why are you Kinan?" He asked as he wanted to touch Kinan's shoulder.

Kinan spontaneously dodged Ammar's hand. He shook fast.

"Don't! Don't touch me, mas!" Kinan answered that made Ammar even more astonished.

"All right, I'm not gonna touch you. I just wanted to ask, where haven't you been all night?"

Kinan was sitting in the corner of the room, Ammar's question made him remember the incident where he found his body that had been without a thread before dawn.

"Take my question Kinan! Don't make me guess the no-no!"

Kinan remained unmoved without a word. Seeing the return of Ammar made him even more ignited by fear. He wanted to be honest, but he was afraid Ammar could not accept it.

"I want to deny Mom saying that you didn't come home last night because you were with another man!"

"Then answer me, Kinan! Tell me it's not true. So that I can deny my mother's accusation against you!" Ammar again.

Hearing Ammar's statement, Kinan even cried so badly.

Ammar approached the bowed Kinan, taking a towel covering his clothes and wet body.

When the towel was attracted by Ammar's hand, accidentally, Kinan's blouse which was already Kinan open some buttons on the top was seen in front of Ammar's eyes.

Ammar was shocked to find Kinan's body with many Kissmarks who were not on his act as Kinan's husband.

Ammar who had been squatting in front of Kinan suddenly stood up. And throw that towel on the floor.

Kinan was still crying.

"I know Kinan, you don't love me! But I didn't expect what you did behind me this way!" Said Ammar who began to be fiery.

"Mas, this isn't what you think it is!" Answer Kinan who started to dare to talk.

"I don't love you yet, Kinan! But I told you I'd try. You could have been touched by another man. Even your husband has never done that!" Said Ammar while pointing towards Kinan's body.

Kinan shook his head many times, he felt disgusted with himself but did her husband also have to look at her with disdain?

Kinan wanted to ask Ammar to investigate what happened to him. He hoped Ammar would help him. But not yet Ammar has accused him who is not.

Kinan felt his head pulsing again. His chest tightened with anger that could not yet be ventured. I think he wants to run.

"Mas... I haven't explained anything to you, give me a chance to gather up courage and tell you the truth, ma'am!"

"No need! what I saw was already an accurate explanation for me!"

"Then divorce me!"

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