Fais's Writing
About Sasmitha
...The drizzle never whispers on the weeds that he will fall on. The fall was never regretted by the grass itself when the drizzle made it unpretentious....
...~FMW~...
A quote from Maya's last night's conversation was pinned on Fais through his writing skills. Changed on another parable with the same meaning. Wh-wh-what for? To tell a living history record that there was once someone who volunteered to think about the shortness of Fais's life.
If there is Nabila as the initial carrier of the damage, there is Maya as the antidote to pain. It is not that Nabila cannot be someone who is able to accept all complaints. But the position of him as the nephew of yasudah is yes, no need to mention also will surely guess who and what the situation is like.
Fais and all the plans he had since last night, required him to come face to face with his two masters this morning. Watched by the hot tea and three packs of nasi uduk.
As the clock ticked counting the time, the three of them were just idly glued. Until Fais started talking like this, "Fais is sorry Papah. I don't know if it's the same with Mom. Fais is just an ordinary human being who can't take someone's feelings to be the same as Fais."
Papah stunned. Apologizing from the child just like a dream in broad daylight. Then Papah approached, then changed with a hopeful view to Mamah. Papah just wants this greedy to get forgiveness from both.
Mamah sighed.
"It's not that easy, Pah. There must be a series of Mamah requests that Papah should willing."
"What is mah?" Papah meant.
"Old SIM card Papah break now. Hp Papah the old also Mama sita and wear this" Mamah thrust a box of i phone 14 pro max to Papah. Fais poked in his mind. It feels like he suffered down bero saw his Papa in the buy of a mobile phone that he himself wanted to buy in advance.
Waduuh, caught cheating even in new hp buyin. Cave cheating first time yes let in buyin hp same rich Papah.
Papah broke the SIM card with spirit according to Mamah's request. Mom is everything. Any request that comes out of his mouth is like an absolute order. And Mamah continued again "the last Papah had to get out of the PLOS group."
Papah gawked like an uninhabited Kiong kopong. The man gulped until he finally accepted Mamah's last request. Fais and Mamah caught the gesture of objection from the figure of Papah. If Papah says "can't" Fais and Mamah will launch an attack.
Mamah and Fais united against infidelity not with lamentation.
"All Papah has done. Can't Papah hug Mamah?" Fais grunting. "Sama Fais too." Papah Kontan makes Fais mesem-mesem.
Thanks Maya. You have made it aware that moving forward is better than silent wailing and dodging.
And thanks to Nabila. Because of you, brother Fais knows that life is not always good.
Recently the name Sasmitha became a trending topic in Fais's mind. Enough attention, what kind of human Sasmitha to be able to menduakan own husband with the husband of others. Fais is aiming for Sasmitha to be the target of anger at the stuffy house because of Mamah's crying. Once in the shoot, the target will not be separated.
Sasmitha, just call Mitha. This woman is the same origin as Mamah from cipetai village. Mama even knew him as a child because they were neighbors. By comparison with the age of Mamah SD he is still Kindergarten.
Mitha, this has been to the house you know. At that time, Mama did not suspect anything. Because Mama's not suspicious. Mitha met her husband Badrun. There was no strange gurgle on Mitha, everything seemed to go as it should.
It's just that Papah is so clumsy. It is Mamah understood because Papah is like that person. Then Fais the young man just came home from college barging in without permission like in pursuit of wasps. Originally Fais was avoiding Akmal who was roaring in solidarity due to his actions. He sent a love letter in Akmal's name to the woman Akmal secretly liked.
Technically, I should be grateful. But which man will thank you if the letter written in this way :
If anyone is prettier than Mbak Kunti, it must be you. Yes, you are wearing a pink shirt.
I am Akmal, the sweet black handsome whose hobby is singing dangdut. You can see me in the back right corner. Which if again write using a pencil tip in a rubber band pendulum.
I just want to let you know that I like you in silence. I hope someday my colloor clothesline will come together with your thangtop clothesline. And in the middle there's Shemvak Spiderman with our son.
Akmal fiery.
When the breath is still breathless, it settles in through the back door. Fais finds a human in the form of a mother-form is blasting in front of the camera. I don't know exactly what the woman did. Then they passed awkwardly and then Fais passed by the duck. Without knowing that the woman before him is Sasmhita who makes a riot in the future.
Wow young leaves really look at it. Mhita Mumbles.
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Seriate...
Don't forget to be happy.
