Fais's Writing

Second Day

In a long hallway, Fais seemed to enter an endless labyrinth. Everything became gray for the boy who loved his mother very much. And the boy always prayed along the way, hoping that the grayishness would not turn dark. At least one request was all that Fais wanted to make as good as possible.

Tears have been countless number of times nyelonong fell without excuse. His lips trembled along with his limp body. Step by step he forced as quickly as possible, in order to know the condition of Mamah in there.

At the door that read Rose 02, Fais stopped stepping and stared at the door. An angry feeling ambushed Fais. Then he raised his hand to grab the door handle. And..

"Fais"

"Mr"

The meeting of Father and Father on the doorstep that was not inevitable managed to surprise both of them. "Sir, Mama is there?" That was all he could say when his head was so tangled to ask the others.

Papah breathed. "There son. Mama's not going anywhere. Mom is still the same as us."

Papah said that. But the look on his face does not show that Mamah is really good. Papah's bitter smile increasingly broke Fais to barge in. Ignoring Papah who staggered backwards due to Fais who walked recklessly.

Mama's right there. On the patient's bed with a blanket covering half his body. His closed eyes instantly opened as Fais's breath swept across his face.

"Mah"

Fais rubbed his arm gently. Then switch on the cheeks. Fais did so until the young man called his mother back.

"Why are you rich in gini?"

Silent. Mamah just silently looked at Fais without a word. His gaze was shady and full of explanations that his gaze was not an empty gaze.

"Mah"

This time Fais was a bit anxious. Is Mamah angry at him because their chatting time is lacking lately. Fais was more busy on his own matters. On hp and all the divisional groups where he works. On a laptop with college assignments and all his writings. And in a rare time at home for the sake of not wanting to interact much with Papah.

"Well, what's sick?"

Mom is still clamoring. His right hand was stretched out to pat the child on the shoulder. Just like that, Fais began to be aware of Mamah's body leaning towards him. Not only the current position is tilted, Mamah's mouth looks tilted. Mamah's other hand why not show movement.

Fais' heart was broken.

Papah became the most devastated person when presented with the sight of his son sobbing in silence. Mom tried to smile at that time. But his insolent illness was able to drag Mamah into even more excruciating pain. Fortunately, Mamah could still write with her right hand, and interact through a writing.

Fais don't cry. Mamah became angry that Fais was sad.

"Fais is not crying. But Mama saw that Fais did not shed tears. Fais doesn't cry mah.."

"Fais is not crying" he said back.

Fais ducked to grab Mamah's hand for the kiss. Apologizing for anything that could hurt. His mischief, his inability to be a listener to Mamah's curses, and for anything that is ignorant of Mamah. Including Mamah's request this morning to clean the sawang.

"I'm sorry Fais Mah"

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Across there, on the other side of my heart.

Maya back and forth saw the screen of her phone dimming. The messages he sent Fais were still as fateful as yesterday. Instead of being read, the tick has not changed to two. Maya riled. He thought, what mistake has he done to make Fais act improperly? And in the midst of Maya's worries, the girl found a status that was quite attention-grabbing.

Maya remembers the message. Then he opened the message that already showed two and even blue ticks. Maya can breathe a sigh of relief when Fais is typing...

AA'S A'S

Sorry, I just got you. Aa overslept from yesterday afternoon May hehe. Bad yeah. But not pa-pa, the important thing is that Aa can still wake up from a nightmare. Make a present that yesterday, Aa has not had time to love. So Aa does not know what kind of response Mamah. If according to Aa, Mamah would love your choice May. And make a gift, Dad, then May. Wait for the right time. Oh yeah, there's one more important thing that Aa wants to say. Aa love you May."

Maya

Can Maya call Aa?

For up to an hour Maya waited for a reply, the message was not read. Its alright. Maya always thinks positively about her people. Otherwise, from the beginning he would have thought Fais was selfish, who wanted everyone to be there to preach him but he was lost without news.

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Check out the situation of the second day in the hospital.

To the point where humans find the location of negligence, there is an intensive repair work done. For people who think, this is a second chance that may not come near again. And this is what happened to a young man named Fais.

Necessary regrets. Fixing the existing ones still has time. Instead of lamenting what has happened, would he change for the better? maya's positive thoughts slowly rubbed off on her. Until Maya is confronted with Fais's urgency, Maya simply tells herself this: She is tired again. Everyone needs space to understand themselves. So it's okay. Give him May time.

"Well, how are you this morning? Fais always prayed for Mamah's pain to improve."

"Well, what story do you want today? Fais wanted to cry out" the boy folded his hands together as a pedestal on the edge of the bed. After he put his phone on the nightstand after sending a message to Maya. For this time, he really wanted to divide the time preferably between HP and Mamah.

How are you doing? How's Maya doing too? Mama has always wanted to hear the story you both know.

"Fais good News Mah. Maya too. If the story is about both of us, a lot. What do you want to tell me first?"

Mom wrote again. This time Mamah was more excited when Fais claimed there were many stories he could tell.

In terms of the stages of the relationship, it is still normal that there is a commitment?

"Fais is serious about Maya Mah. No kidding. Fais the guy won't have any physical contact if it's really not dear."

Quietness. Three seconds later both Fais and Mamah were stunned. There was something strange about Fais's sentence just now. No physical contact, baby. But he also said that he loved Maya. That meant..

What are you doing Maya?

"Nothing Mah. Fais is looking after Maya. Just..." Fais' lips went forward smelling the air.

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Seriate...