Fais's Writing

Fais chose to leave

The night is getting night. In the living room, it has been sinking for years. Rare sights appear to reappear in collage like the best painting of a work of art. Fais watches television in the hours he produces writing. At the hour he was lazy to roll here and there while spreading figurative words that makjleb in the heart.

It's about happiness. Fais never wrote anything other than happiness and love. The reason is quite simple, to motivate someone to live more life. Simple right? But very well in the heart.

One day, Fais once made as many quotes as he could. It is not far from the question of love. Not only the love of two human figures between men and women, he discussed a lot about love in a broad sense. Between parents and children one of them.

And on the same day, viewers' responses flooded the comments. Until Fais found a question like this. "Bang, how do you talk about love? You have to have love, right?" Then Fais answered the comment among thousands of other comments.

"Well without love we're nothing."

It's just that then another comment entered in a row. .trings..

"Huayooh"

"Awokawok"

"Nature"

That day was also crowned as a day of falling in love. A historical record for a Fais Nicholas Saputra. As Akmal calls it. The name is not real, only Akmal's beloved call to Fais. The truth is Fais Mahda Wardana.

The activities at that time contrasted with what the living room presented today. No Papah, no Mamah. Fais with his shadow crossed his chest while slipping on the sofa. His matan geming highlighted Starla was in turmoil. Whether Starla said anything, sure 100% Fais was not listening. Because if he heard surely the boy cursed because the story of the soap opera is not much different from the story that makes this house stuffy.

If there is Mamah on this sofa, Fais has been reluctant to hear Mamah talking about Niko. Accusing the television with a broomstick as a scapegoat rising tension of Mamah's blood. "If again there is a scene that makes you upset, let's watch the tv." Fais's solution at that time was to put his head on the door of the room. Mamah also receded just like that while snorting.

Tuk. the sound of the on/of switch sounds loud.

One minute

Two minutes

Three minutes

Tuk...

Mamah will not go to sleep if it has not finished the soap opera. He turned his tv back on while grinning the horse towards Fais. It's as if Mamah's teeth say "curious is". Fais shakes his head in the room.

Unfortunately, at this time Fais even more languishing in the cloud of turmoil. His decision to watch television to divert turmoil even more remembered Mamah. In the middle of the tv sound event, there was the sound of Mamah stuffing that sounded so bitter. "I'm not much of a wife. My brother took care of his food, clothes, and attention. But why do you have so much the same me anyway bang.... Hu.hu.hu.hu.o Allah."

Papah's voice has not been heard answering. It's just that Fais suddenly felt choked, his throat was like a desert in the hot sun. He passed into the kitchen looking for something useful to get rid of his thirst. From that direction, the sobs of Mamah's cries were increasingly heard clearly.

"Father, I'm sorry, ma'am. That's all Papah can say. As a sign of proof, this is Papah's SIM card please Mamah break it yourself."

"Yah Papah's Oath is nothing. Want kemper can't come back again if Papah knows what he is." The word Papah is so convincing. But in view of the evidence of conversation that Fais can, voice messages are so friendly like husband and wife.

"Don't be so careless when you say that."

"Well, sorry Papah. Papah there is no power to make promises to Mamah, Papah felt Papah's promise was so rotten in the ears of Mamah and Fais. But Papah please, Mamah give Papah a chance to fix this."

Isakan sounded subsided. Only Papah's voice whimpered for the forgiveness of Mamah who only remained silent.

"Well, I give you another chance. Once again disappointed, there is no other choice. DIVORCE me bang."

"Don't talk rich."

"Couldn't you?" Said Mamah interrupting.

"Till any time there's no such word."

"Don't be selfish."

"Who is selfish?"

ENOUGH'S ENOUGH! Fais screeched, unfortunately only inwardly. So it is not able to stop the noise pollution created by Papah and Mamah. Keep the debate playing, it may take a long time. At least with enough words it can get rid of all the commotion in the head that is very dizzy. Fais is gone. He left the kitchen, not to go into the room and sleep well like an obedient child. He grabbed his jacket and left without direction.

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Meanwhile, somewhere else.

Maya continues to go back and forth the Noveltoon application to check Fais's writing under the pen name FMW. Though Maya knows, if up will definitely get a notification. Reality has told him that over the past few days Fais has not published anything there. Maya riled. His feelings suddenly did not feel good, as terbesit that Fais again is not okay.

Amidst the anxiety between sending a message to Fais or not, his mother suddenly shouted. "May... There's aa Fais nih"

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Seriate...