Fais's Writing

The Toughest

Being devoted to a parent is an obligation for a child. Do it while there is time. Because what is called regret there is never a cure. The dark turns bright, the night turns day, there is black there is white, there is cause there is also effect. The parable teaches us to keep moving forward, not stop and then turn right. Because what you see when you turn right could be a dark past that is laughing discordantly.

Hahaha he laughs at you as a pathetic person. Then slowly the mocking shadow disappeared with time. The only one who is left alone is terrible because he cannot find a way out. Fais doesn't want to be like that. Who wants to be like that. It's just a matter of how we can rise from the slump.

After feeding Mamah three spoons of porridge, Fais sat down on the corner seat of the hospital. Hanging under a shady tree, his sleepy eyes reluctant to look at cell phones. Then he closed his eyes for a moment, eliminating what had to be removed.

One sec. Fais took the most comfortable position in wading through dreamland.

Three seconds. His eyes were heavy soon the view began to blur.

Five seconds. Fais had already faintly heard a voice.

Ten seconds. His nearly closed eyes perfectly caught the shadows of the hand. It looks like a human hand. The nails are not long in black. The color of the skin is not pale and looks well maintained. That's right, it's a human hand. It's just that Fais thinks, the invisible can be transformed like a human.

Fais, who was almost asleep, gathered consciousness. He remembered that before going to bed should read the do'a sleep first. Maybe this second he had to read it so as not to disturb the subtle creatures. "Bismilbornrahmanirrahim..

"aa"

Fais.

"May"

"How come you can be here, May? Who is sick?" Fais asked who the pain was making Maya practically stare at him wistfully. Maya's gaze seemed to be saying: You who are sick a.

"Come here and look at Mamah. I'm sorry, Maya knew the info was late. All Maya bring food for Aa and Father."

Fais freezing. His promise to Maya not to feel alone anymore, to always involve Maya in it, ringing in her head that feels dizzy. What should he say after this?

"May, I'm sorry Aa didn't tell you. Aa does not want to cover up only Aa is now still tired and not ready. Aa's still falling apart May."

"It's okay Aa. Maya knows it. You don't have to explain to understand. Because Maya is trying to understand Aa when tired of gini. Are you fighting again, same father?"

"Kok you know?"

"Mama said it"

Fais geming's. Apparently the scene of him nagging Papah was heard by Mamah. Fais expressed his disappointment whether it had been to how much. It is no longer about Sasmhita, but about the happiness of the person who brought him into the world. Can't hurt her enough with betrayal. And now, Fais accuses Papah of not being good at caring for loved ones. That's roughly the picture that happened before Fais decided to take a short break here.

"Well, if you want to take a break, can Maya Temenin?"

"Will Maya want Aa's shoulder to be a backrest?"

Mamah's condition is improving. And today, Mamah has been able to breathe the air of the house that later felt cooler. Her cleanliness is still awake. All aspects of the interior have not changed much overall. Before he left to stay at the hospital, in a little memory Mamah there are still hatching saws. The house looks better than it did that day. The day he fell from the seat he was riding.

"Gapain the Father In?" Fais's voice was the first to echo.

Papah was silent for a long time. Until finally Papah speaks for a permit.

"Allow you to take care of Mamah Nak"

"Fais can be alone. You don't have to bother looking after Mom. Fais can't trust Mom with you. Now I'm rich, what about tomorrow, sir?" Grievance Fais. Papah can only be silent to accept all the disappointments of his son.

"Fais can no longer have one roof with you. Now choose where, Fais go while bringing Mamah what father went?" For whatever sake, Mamah was stunned beyond measure. So too with Papah. His weak eyes seemed to agree with what Fais said. Anyone who wants to keep dealing with a liar like him. Papah smiled bitterly.

"So you get out of here, son. But let me watch you from the outside. You want to grab a shirt first" Papah fell into the room. Take a few pieces of clothing that will accompany him away. I don't know where, who must have wandered. Because Papah no longer knows where he will live.

Suratan from the fruit of repeated mistakes he has received. The loss of trust of a loved one is the toughest punishment he carries. What to say, rice has become porridge. The opportunity Fais had given him was completely gone. In vain. Though deep in Papah's deepest heart, if only he had been given the opportunity to explain to Fais. If only his son had opened the envelope he had given him. If that were to happen, Papah would feel relieved when he had to get out of this house.

Papah has returned from the room carrying a backpack that is not too crowded. He rubbed his head gently. He whispered softly in the wife's ear.

We're separated by a roof. It's okay, brother can still take care of you as our son from there. Papah pointed in direction with his tail on a window.

Mamah nodded slowly.

Then Papah left. Leaving the house wherever he could not find such a house. Papah stepped up to stare at his feet swinging with trembling. Papah also laughed at his sentence to be able to take care of Mamah and Fais. Guarding what? Papah felt that he could only hurt, hurt, and hurt.

Papah knows himself as he continues to move away from Fais and Mamah.

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Seriate....

There is something crying in my heart but not me.