Fais's Writing

Fais's Writing
Mom already knows



"Gua is no longer a pull of the feelings of Mal women. The cave is just another caveman role. Where can the cave see the helpless women again need affection, but the cave even went far by leaving a burden of wounds there. The point is the cave again does not feel at all."


"I can't bear the feeling of Nabila, and can't bear to stand alone without the help of the cave. Yes the cave knows the wrong way the cave has made him laugh the feeling. Whichever woman Mal, beware of the same man as a cave does not melt his heart. But I swear, the purpose of the cave is not that."


Akmal grimacing. I want it to feel like he clasped Fais' head that has been neatly combed. But he also did not deny, he also should not advise at the wrong time.


"Is, if you need help, the cave is ready to slide." Akmal said as he patted Fais's shoulder. That was all he deserved now as a friend.


"Yes"


And the hazy show has ended with Fais returning home. Honestly, Akmal was so anxious about Fais's current condition. Akmal is secretly following her.


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Returning home, Fais thinks he can fall back on the mattress without any interference. In fact, the mind must be thrown away while the net captures the figure of Papah sitting in front of the television.


Papah looked at Fais, so did Fais. No important chatter whatsoever comes out, although there, only in the form of talk in doubt of its authenticity. Just an apology, a khilaf, and a promise. The three words were either from when in Fais' ear it became unimportant if it came out of Papah's mouth.


Papah also felt his son changed his attitude. So he decided this morning to take an impromptu leave to straighten out what should be straightened out. Without knowing what the end result of an intention is.


Fais did not say hello - Papah did not dare to say hello. They are like two strangers who don't know each other.


"Is, is breakfast? Oh yes Papah wants to spend the holidays together. Papah until today's holiday is." Said Mamah. Makes Fais lose emotional control. Then Fais snorted dislike.


"Why you?" Ma'am Imah can't be lied to anymore. His gaze was thrown far into his son's mind.


"So Mama hasn't been in DAD's story?" Fais emphasizes Papah's beloved vocation with Sasmitha.


"Dad? Whose father is it?"


Papah nodded and immediately interrupted the conversation. Highlight Papah's eyes said do not do that if you do not want parents divorced. Again the threat of Papah is divorce.


Fais is silent, it does not mean that the child wants to be bribed with languishing collages due to divorced parents. Fais only gave a pause for himself to take a breath. So Fais' silence was considered to justify Papah's joke to silence his wife.


Mother is like the heart of home. If the occupants of the house do not greet each other, showing each other a terrible side, the heart will beat beyond the limits of reasonableness. Same is the case with Imah who increasingly wonders what has happened to important people in his life.


Even if there is a problem with the heart, then the whole house is not alive. Hollowly. Far from the warmth of a mother in the form of a touch of love through cooking, through daily dime questions such as 'is earlier on campus what snack?' or maybe ask the good condition of wearing which clothes while menjembreng two clothes of choice.


Right and left different models of different colors. Fais is often caught up in this situation. Even if he thinks hard, weighing in terms of weather, the location of the condition in the direction and many other criteria that are the material of assessment. When Fais had dropped the choice, Bu Imah lightly replied ". But the richness of Mamah again kepengen wear this aja deh is." Shitty right?


And now, if Fais decides to no longer dodge. Will Mamah be the same as yesterday? Answer's no.


"Is, what's up?" Lirih Bu Imah's. Her tears dropped without a sudden excuse made Fais jump in shock. "Mah" Fais wiped the tears with his palm. "You don't get rich."


"Fais why is Papah the same?" Ma'am Imah still asked in a low tone.


Fais sighed, threw it away slowly then grabbed the phone in the nightstand drawer. "This is Mah" resigned. It is better not to cover for any reason. There is a term whose name carcasses want to be closed in any way for a long time will definitely smell will kiss.


Well, over time it must take a lot of time, consuming a lot of energy and also the mind. Instead of having to lose many times, it is better that the carcass is broken as early as possible.


Bu Imah istighfar repeatedly. While rubbing his painful chest hoping his mouth can shed the pain. Expecting to be legitimate even though Bu Imah knows very well his hope will be in vain. For the name of infidelity will forever be painful throughout memory.


"Well, drink first. Breathe in and then throw out slowly. Set the breath first. Calm Mah Fais will always try his best for Mamah." Fais continued to concoct the frantic effects of Mamah's agitated reaction.


At the moment the boy put his phone back in the drawer, Mamah came out without excuse with a troubled mind.


"Mah"


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Seriate...