Fais's Writing

Arrival of guests

Upon arrival at home, Fais parked his red car in the garage. The mother also welcomed Fais with a myriad of consecutive questions. Like a firecracker that is lit when welcoming besan. Dar-der-dor's chat.

Fais was confused to answer, because of his mother's questions that were too fast and many, making Fais not catch a single question well.

"Is that not answered?"

"One-one if it's?"

"Where was your first time coming home?"

"Lecture." Fais replied with an eye that never turned away from the phone.

"Times?"

"Yes Mah." The fall is like lying, but the goal is only to shorten the question because it is busy with mobile phones. There were no eyes of Fais staring at his mother who wanted to tell a story. Fais continued to drag a step into the room, ignoring Mamah who had now started to stop talking.

Fais laid down his body for a while before he went to cleanse himself. Wearing eye drops later, because he felt his eyes were so dry and his vision was blurry. Detailing the clock, sayup-sayup accompanied Fais who was fast asleep.

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The dark of the night is ambushing. The sound of insect animals becomes a sound that adorns the ears. Fais woke up because of that. And for the first time Mamah did not wake Fais when he fell asleep like this. Honestly, Fais was feeling bad when he remembered what had happened before he fell asleep.

Fais exits the room looking for a sign of life. Wanderlust looking for a figure that is always in search if lonely hit the house. His sight caught his mother who was watching television with nanar.

"May?"

"Eh, is awake. Shower there and keep eating dinner." The tone was slower than usual. Terrkesan is holding back the sad in the damned.

"Yes Mah." Fais was doing what his mother ordered. Even though he was anxious to ask what was this? he would rather keep his mouth shut.

"Basan Pelakor, dead what Luh." Shouted his mother Fais, while continuing to accuse the television.

There was a sense of relief in his heart to find his mother as normal as ever. Although he almost choked because of the curse of the mother who was expressing emotions.

"TV in anguin." Fais shouted from the kitchen.

"Biarin, instead of getting angry you keep getting tired. Grateful to tv."

Outside the house, the sound of the roar of a foreign car engine approached. Fais' father had come home from the office with a gift for his wife and a fruit snack that had filled his hands. As usual, Papah always came home with no bare hands

"Wow, papah back isn't welcome?" Said Papah still carrying groceries that filled his finger cavity. Miraculously, Fais' mother was not very enthusiastic. She immediately fixed what her husband brought with her in silence.

"Mom why?" to the point. Papah is the type of person who does not like to beat around the bush. Realizing his wife's cold attitude, he immediately quickly took steps to ask questions on the appeal of guessing the no-no.

"Why-why, why why? ordinary feelings are good."

"Times?"

"Yes my most handsome husband."

The final sentence silenced Fais' father out of Mamah's mouth. After that he was busy again with his favorite spectacle. Busy tearing punches actors in the television using a broomstick.

"Well, you know what? papah style really buy socks to the mall." Fais. Intentionally in front of the Papa.

"So also Fais dating mah in the mall" said Fais' father did not want to lose.

Deg, Mamah's heart remembers what happened this afternoon.

Flashbacks

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the blond biker stopped in front of the house. Seeing who was coming, Mamah also frowned. Mamah knew them, his names were Dayat and Titin. They are friends of the Papah car community. But is there any coming home when Papah is not there?

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum hail, uh Bu Titin." said Mamah pretending to be barking.

"There was Mr. Dayat as well. Oh yes, his father if this hour is still in the office." Bu imah has not until his guest answered and explained the purpose of arrival, has given info in advance if Papah is not at home. It's nothing, because Mum imah is not too fond of the family that seems too eccentric.

"Oh his father is still working yes, yes I've had no coffee outside alone." Answer mr. Dayat.

"If I have anything to say to you, ma'am imah." Mrs Titin is now speaking. His eyes began to glaze over even though he had not said a word.

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