
The next morning, the weather that began to fall in winter, in fact did not make Shanum feel at home struggling with his warm blanket. Because last night sleep was very late, the mind was not as calm as usual because there were many things that seemed to scramble in filled the contents of his head, the woman's face also looked so haggard.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed while breathing deeply. A second later, he turned his head towards the clock lying on the nightstand.
05:12...
It's been almost half six, but the sun still hasn't shown its light. Shanum then remembered that he had not had time to shower since last night.
Moving up, his feet stepped towards the walk in closet.
There are several rows of lockers with glass doors. Very clearly visible, very neatly arranged clothing grouping, both hanging and folded.
The focus is now turning to some booths filled with women's clothing. Automatically, he directly aimed his foot then reached out to slide the glass slowly.
"Women's clothes?" He muttered almost without a sound.
He blinked his eyes and held them for a few seconds, feeling that what appeared before him at this moment was very familiar to him.
"Did I really live in this house?"
"But how's the story until I forget everything?" One of his hands touched the clothes hanging.
"Six years ago, it meant that Nonik knew everything"
Nonik, who has worked in the Emir family for almost eight years, certainly knows what his boss' past was like.
"I have to go home now, I want an explanation from Nonik" Without closing the glass back on the locker that holds his clothes, he rushed out, then grabbed the pasmina that was lying on the mattress.
It didn't take long, Pasmina was clinging neatly to her hair.
Without saying goodbye to the owner of the house, Shanum walked by sneaking intending to leave this house.
When his steps were right in front of Mikayla's room, he glanced for a moment and thought.
She slept alone? Sleep where's daddy?
Silence no sound was heard. Shanum threw a glance at another room that was still dark because the lights were not on yet.
The next second the woman stepped into the unclosed Mikayla room.
"He's my son?" she rubbed Mikayla's face. "I should know everything today as well, if Nonik can't explain all this, I'll go home to Jakarta and ask daddy mommy to explain it"
Refocused on the little girl's face, she returned to her voice.
"Somehow the story goes, if it's true I'm your mommy, I'm sorry to forget you. I promise I'll find out everything" Shanum then kissed Mikayla's forehead, which was still asleep, before leaving.
In the living room, he found Ben sleeping on the sofa. He slowed his pace so that the man would not wake up and the escape mission could succeed.
Curiosity that continues to linger, making him impatient to immediately ask Nonik.
Arriving in front of the main door, he rushed to open the lock but to no avail. Instead of the door opening, an alarm goes off and the lights go on. That indicates if the door is equipped with anti-maling tarbaik feature.
The alarm will sound if someone tries to open the lock for one minute, but cannot open.
Ben who heard the sound of the alarm woke up and half ran towards the living room.
The man turned on the light, Shanum turned around as soon as the light flashed brightly, his attention instantly catching the figure of Ben standing with his hands still attached to the switch.
"T-Mister Ben?"
"Where are you going early this morning?"
"Go home" she answered nervously.
"It seems hard your head is still attached to you" he swelled expressionlessly. His tangled face that had just woken up did not reduce his good looks at all. "Outside the air is very cold, can you go home after breakfast?"
"I can't, because it's a stranger's house. Moreover, the owner is a unmarried man"
"Ckk.." The man clucked, then restored his hair while throwing his face away. "If your memory doesn't go away, it won't come out of your mouth"
The woman was silent, she did realize that she lost her memory, but did not expect that in her past there were the figures of Ben and Mikayla.
"Until now, you will never be able to unlock it because only the fingerprints of the occupants of this house can open it"
Swallowing his saliva, Shanum felt trapped in a situation that he himself did not understand.
"You want to stand there until later, or you want to clean up? You haven't had a shower from last night, have you? Take a shower and choose the clothes you want to wear. The clothes are yours, you don't have to hesitate and feel awkward"
After saying that, Ben went back inside towards the living room and continued his steps to the bathroom.
Shanun himself froze but was a little annoyed, he then turned back and vented his frustration at the key he did not manage to open. He did not even care if the Alarm went back to sound along with the blink of a light on it.
There was no other choice, the woman finally went back into the room she had occupied last night.
Stand in front of a photo frame displayed on one side of the room wall. His head looked up, his pair of neutrals looking at the large photo with precision above normal. Keep focusing and then mumble.
"Is this woman really me? I married that guy? So I've lived here?"
"You've never lived here, because you haven't moved here, you've left me and Kayl"
A voice from the other side suddenly sounded, Shanumpun turned to the left side.
"Clean yourself, I'll prepare breakfast" added the man flatly.
Both are then equally indifferent, stepping towards their respective goals.
Shanum headed for the bathroom, while Ben headed for the kitchen.
Hull...
Who wants to continue, comment yes, I will continue a lot.
Excuse me, yesterday was indeed really lying weak, so stop updating.
because this is a continuation of the previous chapter, so those who forget can first read chapter 20..
I forgot and had to read the previous chapter. 😀😀😀
Always healthy living...
Regards
Anne