Fais's Writing

Breakfast Together

The next day.

My mother has returned as usual. The doubts that had stopped in his mind had been eroded by Fais' explanation. There is no real evidence that can be accounted for, only limited to complaints from one party that is not necessarily reliable.

Last night, when Mamah returned from Fais's room after the discussion, she decided to ask directly what the accusation of her husband's community friend meant.

"Well, why can Mrs Titin and Mr Dayat talk like that about Papah?"

"Don't listen to Mah. Papah was actually appointed as the Chairman of the community, so he might want the position in another way. Inciting suitor so that we fight and want papah out of the community for example."

"Yes too."

"Believe is always the same Papah ya mah. How could Papah have done such a shameful thing. Same with her, the married woman. Cheating is an impossibility." Obviously Papah with his leisure.

"But it's true, Papah, don't lie!" Mamah gave her pinky to Papah, then greeted and adrift with each other for a covenant.

"Yes my dear, my angel. Love is dead as mama." Fais' father advanced his lips as thin as possible and then accompanied by a tug-of-pull on the wife's cheek.

After that, they continued breakfast with the rice menu that Mamah bought at the front stall. Mamah fed a jengkol stew to her husband under the pretext that jengkol is the most delicious meat in the world.

Fais' father chuckled, "Hahaha the most delicious meat instead of you mah." Hearing that Mamah ambushed the cheeky mouth that was chewing. "Well, by the way.."

"Why mah?" Fais's father was grumpy, and Mamah answered "If you speak properly. Hehe. Ssssttt later Fais listen, he'll be a kid."

"Little thing, already have a boyfriend so I said small. Mah, what's this for?" Fais' father held up a plastic dish filled with lontong and some fried foods.

"Make Pah's clothes wash." Huh what? Papah until rounding his marbles with the answer of the wife who sounded disgusting. "Correct?" the answer is doubtful, already know strange still believed.

"It's not a reward, it's to be eaten, this Papah thing."Mamah Grumbled, "lagian Mamah answered strangely." Papah continued to issue a defense.

"Well, why is the question funny, why, all of you ask me what his name is?"

"Hahahaha" Fais's father. "Yes yes Mah. Who do you think this papah means to? have you eaten rice, Fais has also prepared rice, right?" Papah digests the situation with a lot of awkwardness.

Mama practically rattled, "make Mamah pah, is there a problem?"

Papah dropped the plastic that was lifted earlier because of surprise, "Kan Mamah has eaten rice sitting, is not yet full?"

"If it's a snack Pah is not for eating."

Box.plang..Ting..

Fais came from the kitchen towards the front of the house with hugged dishes and spoons. His eyes were still narrow because he had just woken up because he was hungry.

"Wash your face with your toothbrush first" exclaimed Mamah to Fais who was cracking while opening the package.

"It's all Mah" He sat across from his parents. Shut up for a while collecting lives while reading do'a eat in the heart.

The atmosphere this morning felt warm like a new sun appeared on the eastern horizon.

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Breakfast on the front porch is over. They broke up their respective routines on holidays. His father and mother were keen to go to exercise, while he just moved his seat from the front to the living room.

Television became the first scene of him accompanying the collapse. Said people after eating and sleeping is not good for health, but for this one young man, lowering food first is better than immediately activating.

Fifteen minutes have passed watching cartoons in the morning. Fais rushed to collect dirty shoes and sandals to wash. Seeing that there was a basket full of dirty clothes next to the washing machine, Fais thought that doing the laundry just turned the button and let the machine work.

Brushes then guyur. His shoes were rested against the wall to drain the water. He continued the second grind for rinsing and poured as much fragrance as possible, haha. If found out by her mother, she's finished.

"Wow, everything spilled. Let's be sure to see Mamah's work done a little, this diligent me free from Mamah's scolding" Fais muttered to himself.

While waiting for the second mill to be finished, Fais went to the front of the house to dry the slippers and shoes that had been clean.

Back again for drying, the clothes are lifted and there appears to be a dazzling shiny from the bottom of the washing machine.

"Oh, Mamah is very careless. The gold ring isn't well secured."

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