Fais's Writing

Narcissistic

After morning activities drain energy and good looks, it is time to be busy wrestling with his tangled thoughts of writing. It is true, when badmood starts attacking, that is where the bad time to pour the contents of the mind into writing.

Fais is a fantasy writer. The results of the hiatus have produced rupiah coffers that are quite large. He gathers it up to the mountains while waiting for the time bomb that will blow his name.

This is loh, the Fais who likes lying on mobile phones. Which he said the future is opaque because it is synonymous with slackers. As long as the viewers know, Fais is not just a lie. Fais's splinter can cause the deflated pouch to become filled. Secretly he has gathered many fans who wrote his online novels.

As his mind grew more tangled and no words were written, Fais moved out of his bed and saw the dishwasher sink was quite alarming. Fais looked at those stain-filled containers as if yelling at him, hey wash ourselves this.

Fais also agreed by turning the eyeball lazy. Soap had been poured so much that tulpe-tumpe dripped down at his feet.

"Fais, what else are you doing?"

Akmal came suddenly without assalamualaikum.

"Medically remove the lip trace."

"Huaayooh, whose lips have you blemished huh? si Nabila? what is Maya? gua says your mom is ya." Akmal doesn't know if he's sitting around trying to be a vigilante.

"The nodain cave is again a washing cave now."

Akmal, who did not understand the direction of Fais' conversation, took the initiative to seek clarity on his own. He looked at what his best friend washes until it froths a lot.

"Removing lip traces is likened to washing a glass, a very diffuse blend of hyperbole is." Akmal said after he knew his case. Fais just remained silent and raised his eyebrows to make him look more like a cold man.

"Lu want to drink what makes the cave." Fais asked, rarely did he behave like that. Usually he asks "want you here?" just as the sink is still inundated with water, Fais's question just now can cause the water channel to become clogged.

"Tumben lu nawarin cave drink, usually cave come here very fierce welcome." Akmal chuckles to say it, while mocking Fais who is in trouble to launch the circulation of water disposal.

"The cave does not need to drink."

Actually Fais's a good kid. He also does not have much behavior if his interlocutors are also Soleh and Soleha. But when faced with a complicated person like Akmal, if welcomed even ngalor ngidul, of course Fais balances with ngulon ngetan behavior (where bae).

"Is, the cave was here to encourage you to eat chicken noodles that were viral. Wanna not? I want no time."

Fais sighed.

"If it's about noodles, there's no reason for nolak cave. Kuy lah, but do not ask payin cave yes. You know, you're sometimes that's the guy."

"Hehehe, no is. This time the cave pays you. But go ride your car yes, keep you and and do not get handsome, tar cave lose competitiveness."

"Yes,, yes, gua tau if you lose competitiveness of the cave, then there you are suspected of chicken noodle chopsticks. Eh but the cave wants anywhere remain handsome mall, continue cave must how dong?" Fais shrugged his shoulders.

True, the stature of Fais and his face is more handsome than Akmal. Moreover, the man has other supports to attract women to admire him. Akmal could only swallow spit hearing Fais's extremely narcissistic self-confidence.

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Seriate...