I was thinking that place is near a beach because the sound of waves hitting the rocks and the beach is just so clear. I sat there all by myself at the roof top and a second later I realised I was back at the bottom, at the entrance. This time I wasn't alone. I was with him. The situation repeated itself again and we were walking back towards the stairs.
But the stairs was different than before - it was steeper and going on a circle up to the top. We climbed the stairs slowly and carefully but I slipped for once and he caught my hands. I can really feel the shape of his palm and fingers around my wrist while we continued climbing the stairs. As we reach the top we came back to the same position where I was alone before.
I don't know what we were doing there and what we were looking at but my thought keeps wondering why he held my hand so tightly.
I heard a door knob being twisted and "Assalamualaikummmm!", Qilah's voice blewed all the details and pictures.
Oh it was only a dream -.-"
Kaco lah Qilahhhh hahhahahahahhahaha
~~~yaw!
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