Fais's Writing

Surprise

"Astaghfirullah's.." Fais patted his head hinting that he had forgotten a promise. The young man did not remember that his presence had been in the waiting of the two beautiful women at home. And just when Akmal got off his bike, Fais was ready to gas without hesitation.

"Is, you're in such a hurry. What the hell is it?" Akmal Shouted.

"Gua forgot that in the cave house again there is ayang."

"Who is it?"

"What a cave, your father's time."

"Who is njiir ... Maya's? Are you already so, huh? When's shooting?"

What was once a thin gas now completely stopped because of Akmal's question. Fais got off his bike only to stare at Akmal's confused face. "Indeed, if the cave likes him, he also likes the cave, there should be a welcome word for the so-called?"

Akmal clucked, the sweet black man could not understand why Fais so underestimated a word. A woman though many times gets special treatment is a sign of affection, if there is no statement will consider a relationship is still a gray stage. Whether you are aware of it or not, women do not want to be too confident. They'll antipathy on that ge'er at the beginning. When ge'eran fared otherwise, then the shame and pain were matchless.

"What about being dodol gini about love? Eh Sarimin cave you know yes, the woman must be given certainty expression of your taste to him through words. Minimal nembak it cake. Yes.. although you have tried to show it in another way but it is still not enough is" Akmal grumbled. He did not care that wet pants were still a terrible scourge until the wind threatened him to enter if he was constantly ignored.

Fais let out a long sigh, "Mal, the cave sense the way the cave is clear enough to show that the cave is dear to him. From the beginning of the cave can not stop thinking about him if he has not met. The cave of love is of little concern if he again comes to the moon. Cave pick him up for a course... Keep going"

"What do you say? Coming moon?" Akmal interrupted the conversation.

"Yes, why? Ordinary time do not have to glare at that hole your idol."

"Kok you get to know the cake thing that?"

"His name is also love. If you find out information about him, it should be clear and specific. Until the smallest things the cave must know. What she wants, what she doesn't want, what she worries about, she is the woman I always want to take care of."

"CEILEEH, so your English."

"Hehe, uh wait. Why did you suddenly become a pinter about this?" Ask Fais. Because the boy was astonished when Akmal discussed shooting at women.

"What don't-don't... Actually was... Are you the same as Nabila?"

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Akmal and Fais together. A second later Akmal smiled wryly at Nabila's sudden presence.

Mamppyuss lu Mal Nabila comes in when your pants are wet haha.

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Upon Fais' arrival in the courtyard of the house, the boy frowned while his neutrals swept through the garage. There, the black Honda CR-V owned by Papah parked in clean conditions. Glossy there was no trace of clay soil at all nor dust. Fais suspects Papah has washed his car's steam on his way home. But Fais did not forget just the ability of time travel between the motor and the four-wheeled vehicle.

Not wanting to linger exploring the mind, Fais immediately swung a step to enter the house. The man was greeted with the festive smiles of Mamah, Maya, and also-Papah.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

Spongebob-patterned cake in the hands of Mamah and Papah perched on a small candle that lit in unison. Fais knew the candle was difficult to extinguish, but he still did it just for a togetherness.

People say, family togetherness can beat everything. Fais' ego-taste to destroy him wasn't strong enough. He hides closely the wounds that are flushed back, a smile of loved ones. For the sake of Mamah's smile, for the sake of Maya's sumringah, Fais willingly sick alone.

"Happy birthday, Papah's son. No way Fais has grown up like this. Papah apologizes for not being able to please Fais as he should. Papah should have set a good example and lesson for you, son. But Papah will always pray and want the best for his son." Papah grabbed his son, taking him in a warm embrace while he could. Fais was silent and just following the movement. Then the boy smiled wryly

"Happy birthday, my handsome son is not tired hehe. Oh yes, there was an orphan benefit event here. Eh Faisnya late. Where are you going, son? he said it was just a visit to Bayu's house?"

When Mamah asked like that, Fais glanced at Papah's face. And...

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Seriate...