Fais's Writing

Complicated this?

"Fais, do you have any evidence to accuse Papah of being like that?" Papah is still blocking his son's passionate arm.

"The accusation? Not recriminating times, just the fact. If you don't believe me, look!" Fais showed some inappropriate conversations to the father. But instead of confessing, the Papah instead argued that the conversation was a fabrication.

"Relax Pah, not just pictures. There's a recording of his dedemitic voices as well." Fais raises the volume when he spins the conversation. Not until finished the voice of the curse was heard, Papah immediately stopped the event trailer evidence of the carcass being stored. And speaking.

"Is, Papah please. Don't tell Mom about this. Because if not, Papah Sama Mamah will be threatened to disperse. Papah please is." With red eyes begging Papah who collided with Fais's bead that was glazed, like a suratan that today is indeed worthy of happening. The relationship between Father and Son is allegedly as close as a pulse, now scattered like a stranger without greeting. And even say hello to the sentence that will come out like: you who?

Silence controls a glimpse of the kitchen atmosphere as the sound of the front door opens.

"Is, here's the mosquito repellent."

Meanwhile, Fais Gelapan remembered the dishwasher promise he had signed. He was immediately busy in front of the sink with an erratic feeling.

Another thing with Papah. The man looked calm. As calm as the untouched comb water. And as Papah was leaving from there, Fais whispered the wind right past following Papah's departure.

"Fais doesn't have any promises to Papah." He said, in an intimidating tone.

Papah's facial water changed. The calm that has been set in such a way finally rippled in the lunge of the waves. On the yam by a little boy with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you, my dear Mama, for buying Fais's deposit."

"You still don't think is, that's what you're keeping for? Are you having a lot of mosquitoes? Try Mamah check." Bu Imah without a word went into his son's room.

And at a time like this, the time that leads to two people not finished talking collide again. Papah still begs the child to cover up something that he clearly knows what the consequences are.

"Is Papah Please once again. Papah will fix everything."

"fix? What is broken? Not yet gone to Mamah. Papah thinks he's afraid of divorce, but he's playing with fire. Same wife people again. Is there no other woman?!"

"The widow too many times. If Papah wants to get married again. But don't expect to get together with Mamah and Fais." Fais was furious. The talk is not controlled like talking to peers.

"Who's getting married again?"

Suddenly Ma'am Imah came without notice. Ask who will marry again. If until the woman asks who is married, it should be yes, Bu Imah knows the full sentence of her child.

Another thing with him, Fais' mother really does not know who wants to marry again.

"That's Mah's Dad's friend, someone's widower wants to get married again." Sahut Papah for a moment. He was so afraid that Fais spoke a no-no. Si Papah glanced at Fais, who glimpsed his face wryly instead of playing.

Well, you heard it was incomplete. But no wonder either. Remembering Adit being Udin. The same cave as well. Inner Fais

On the other hand, Fais is eager to uncover the shocking facts tonight. In addition to the presence of mosquito repellent that has a picture of the kingkong, it is enough to be a helper Papah if the worst possibility Papah is told to sleep outside. But other thoughts awaken, yes if that happens, if not how? His mother could have cried in the middle of the night.

Fais finally chose to be quiet. Silence does not mean silence. He just follows the plot where the story will take him. It's only a matter of time that he'll open his mouth. On the occasion of the mother asking the father's awkwardness for example, that's when the child will not lie like Papah.

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Rungkad with the problem created by Papah, Fais chose to go to the room befriended deserted. Netranya busy looking for the existence of the other phone to see the condition. Plastered on the homepage the incoming message is inundated with several missed calls.

There are from Nabila, there are from Akmal. Instead of contacting back Nabila who can be sure anxious across there. The boy prefers to make calls with his rancid best friend, Akmal.

"What did Mal call the cave?"

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"Yes, the cave urusin. You calm down."

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Connection interrupted. As soon as Fais spoke to Akmal. Nothing needs to be extended anymore. Because, his best friend explained all day he was constantly in contact with Nabila because Fais could not be contacted at all. Even if Fais had no news, the girl would not eat.

Is this as complicated as a courtship?

Fais stretched out his body, a body that was not tired but felt so stiff.

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Seriate...