Fais's Writing

Meet perpetrator

Fais' return was warmly welcomed by his parents. Fais doesn't like lies. He also does not like to be bullied. Seeing the watermelon on the table that greeted him, the boy sighed deeply like he was going to poach so long.

"This is Papah who bought is. And Mamah doesn't know either because it's Papah's initiative"

Mom knew her son was misunderstanding. Before Fais protested why, or could also accuse, it is better for the woman who is often called Mpok Imah to explain first.

The mouth that had taken a swing back closed tightly. Fais just kept quiet and Si Papah threw a smile at him. Then without notice, Fais' father grabbed his son. Like before the mobile phone country attacked.

My son, new HP. These guidelines actually apply Papah tonight.

"I'm eating with yuk."

"Yumoo.." Fais, the legggung teenager was suddenly excited as if the sadness that hit had disappeared in the cat's gondol.

"Later finish eating us to the house of Mr. RT, invited by Walimatussafar."

Hearing so, there was a sigh in Fais' heart. He longed to travel with his father. Long and rarely will cause longing. It will often and briefly lead to habits. Habits can be comfortable.

If when a child in the moment of the road both like this Fais was spoiled in the arm. Now it's big of course he can't be like that. No one forbids, it is the attitude of maturity that holds back. But seeing the sarong cloth dangling on Papah's back, Fais couldn't bear to not play it.

Be Fais take a few steps back just to take a position. He held a dangling holster resting on his father's neck. Fais chuckles amusedly while he seems to be taking over the wheel of the delman.

Aware of being played by Fais, his father smiled evilly before executing, then the father turned his body suddenly until their gazes met.

"Hehehe" Fais' laughter.

"Hehehe" this turn of his father's laughter, somehow sounds creepy than just seeing a cheating girlfriend.

Fais still shows a neat row of teeth "Enak ya is?" His father said, pulling a holster to tie the slender boy so that it resembles Mr. RT when he was raking a goat.

"Father release Fais, Papah mah gak cs ah. Later if there is a girl who sees so black this good looks." I swear, the whining of Lanang's children even makes his father more anxious.

"Nothing good-looking is faded. What can't be is a broken love."

Cih the father of the cave fuckboy also, nurunin his son. Hehe

A joke is inevitable between this son and father. If there are no neighboring fathers who pass by and catch the ludicrous feud, it has been made sure they both can not attend the event because they are left behind time.

"I'm so glad you're with this kid." Taps one of the neighbors and without wearing asked again directly helped the Papah to sail Fais to the crown.

Laughter blaring. Fais roared for rescue in a sweet way. Semanis cat Oren is angered Fais. Because of that the situation is getting worse. Then came the savior.

"The way has been completed woi already live for the beseknya (rice box). Come on, spiel."

The two-on-one struggle stopped instantly.

Because the glass bottled water has been neatly arranged at the show, people have not touched, Fais and his father and also his neighbors who followed the attack downing unabashedly.

Wait, Fais realized something was strange. He glanced at his Papa. Apparently, my father felt that way too. Done already? It has not started yet.

The hoax news bearer aka the savior Fais was grinning at the end there. Intentionally keep a safe distance so that he does not become the next victim in the kuntel with the sarong.

The show also began.

Usually the banquet is issued at the end of the event. Here has issued a banquet first along with the event. Fais was stunned where his net caught the shadow of the cut watermelon.

Damn it's not a shadow. It's really a real watermelon.

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The morning Fais was waiting for.

Watermelon that he bought last night, placed on the terrace table of the house according to the orders of Bu Imah. Then his mother also told Fais to wait there while continuing to wipe or do any activities without having to be far from the fruit.

"Well, if you are rich, wait aja. later you will also understand the purpose of the next Mamah." So did the mother. Fais really did not understand what he meant. For the sake of his beloved mother, he still does.

A little while later, the boy who yesterday was called Bu Imah came back by. Glanced at Fais who was wiping his frame in surprise.

The boy's path slowed down with his hand reaching over the fence of Fais' house. His gawking looks at the astonishment towards the watermelon as well as the tree. Because the scene was long enough, making Fais aware of his presence. Fais also knew that he had been noticed by the boy.

Just wait, later you will also understand the meaning of the next Mamah. This sentence flashed that Fais' brain was slightly brighter. Fais who was beginning to understand immediately called the boy to approach him.

"Eh bocil here." Tell Fais with a big smile. But the boy still stood by his stance. Even confused as to why he was called. "Here, don't be afraid. I'd like to share the watermelon." Fais again.

Finally, the boy complied and he tasted the watermelon that Fais had split. "No boy?"

"Sister, this sweet was compared to yesterday." Whatever the child is doing.

"Oh so the story ngaku if you take. Why should I steal? If you say I can love you."

Panic effect of being scared to be mad at all by Fais, the boy ran away incessantly. Fais automatically chased after him for reasons that were not yet clear. Not knowing why Fais' instinct told him to chase.

The chase is getting more fierce.

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