Miss of Sunday

Snow White

Slowly Faris opened her eyes. He looked around and finally realized that he was in a Sunday room. Something felt heavy on one of his arms then Faris shifted the head of Sunday resting on his arm. Feeling numb, Faris then straightened her arms for a moment. Then look back at Sunday who was still asleep.

Faris commented on the smile of looking at her boyfriend's cute face in a deep manner. Tuck some Sunday hair that covers the face behind his ears. That way Faris can enjoy the face of Sunday better. Sometimes it is not because of Sunday but because he likes Sunday so much that everything in his girl looks beautiful to him. Faris recognizes it as blind love syndrome.

How not, to get the heart of Sunday he even had to wait very long and had become a 'wasted' person who did not want Sunday to meet because of his lies at that time. But because of his persistence and not easily give up finally managed to melt the heart of Sunday who had hated his profession as a sailor.

And it was a great relief when he found Sunday finally returned his love. It was so happy that Faris decided to no longer be close friends with the girls because after all he had to keep the feeling of Sunday. Especially with the incident yesterday Faris increasingly realized that he had to change the way he met, especially with the girls. He should be able to keep his distance and not make them misunderstand. Because unknowingly with that Faris could have hurt them in the end. When they get carried away, but Faris only considers them friends.

With a handsome face and wealth, of course, it will be easy to make girls easily captivated, especially plus his attitude that is too open to them, of course it made it easier for his female friends to fall in love perfectly with him. But because the friendship that Faris meant was just a friendship, eventually they had to be forced to be heartbroken to realize the true intentions of Faris' attitude.

After all Faris had also once felt her heart broken when Sunday rejected her love two years ago and it made her realize how hurtful the feeling of being unrequited was the same. At that time he really liked Sunday and like to be with him always, but because of the mistakes he made Sunday instead reject his love and hate him at once.

But all that was over and now Sunday has become her boyfriend and made her happy. Faris stroked the face of Sunday who was still asleep. Sunday was a little distracted and Faris had to stop his actions. Instead of waking up, Sunday went back to sleep. Faris smiled seeing him. Then he got up from his sleep leaving the bed and sat on the sofa of the room.

Faris leaned her head against the back of the sofa lower than her body. His thoughts began to recollect about Desy. He just started to calm down a little. Thanks to Sunday he could forget about his problem. Yes, Sunday can often be morphine for him. That can make him forget about sad things and turn them into something fun.

Faris stared fixedly at Sunday from where he was sitting not far from the sofa. He realized that Sunday had a great influence on his life. Then he smiled again while looking at Sunday who was still asleep. I don't know what he was dreaming of, Faris had seen Sunday smiling knots in his sleep.

Then someone went into the room. Mama Sunday's.

"France..." Mama Sunday was a little surprised to find someone in the room she entered.

"Yes, aunt." Faris stood up to greet mama Sunday. Mama Sunday looked at Faris.

"You okay?" Mama Sunday looked at Faris' face. He knows what Mama Sunday means. Because of the warehouse burning incident, Mama Sunday finally knew they were dating now.

"Yes, I'm fine, Auntie."

"When I see it on tv your face looks pretty. I think you deserve to be a movie star."

"Oh, a lot of people have said that, Auntie." Faris.

"That means I have good eyesight." Mama Sunday chuckled softly in response to Faris's rendition.

"Or should I just accept the producer's offer to star in a movie? Or at least reconcile with an advertising agency that always wanted me to star in a product."

"Well, a lot of people are expecting you to be a star on television." Mama Sunday pretended to be surprised. It turns out they are compact also about such jokes.

"That's how aunty." Reply Faris again with a big smile.

"Oh yes, I have to go to the administration first. Mumpung still have you here. Please accompany Sunday for a moment." Mama Sunday smiled at Faris.

"By pleasure, Auntie. I'll be with him my whole life." Kelakar Faris's.

"Ahh, you are so sweet. I was jealous of Sunday. Lucky for her to have a boyfriend so sweet of you." Mama Sunday is keeping up with her clumsiness.

Sunday coughed but still closed his eyes. Alongside Faris and Mama Sunday looked towards him.

"Have he slept for a long time?" Mama's whisper Sunday was afraid of waking her sleeping daughter.

"Lumayan, Aunt. It's been an hour."

"Are his lungs still full of smoke? Why is he still coughing." Mama Sunday's view is full of pity.

"Maybe he's dreaming cough, Auntie." Faris laughed because she knew Sunday now was probably just pretending to sleep. At first glance he saw Sunday squinting eyes looking at him. Faris suspected Sunday was deliberately coughing because of his conversation with his mother.

"Well, since you're still here so can I just stay down for a while? Actually, I was thinking I'd take care of Sunday's administration, but because I was worried that Sunday was not there to accompany so I undo it." Definitely mama Sunday.

"Yes please, Auntie. I'll take care of Sunday."

"Thank you, yeah." Mama Sunday patted Faris on the shoulder and opened the door and walked out.

After Mama Sunday died, Faris walked closer to her bed.

"Hey, I know you're not sleeping. You woke up from that." Faris on the Sunday bed. But Sunday was silent and did not make any movement.

"Well snow princess, your horse prince has come and is ready to give a kiss full of love to remove the curse of your sleep." Faris approaches the face of Sunday.

"What are you doing?" Sunday opened his eyes and pushed Faris' body away from him.

"Oh, apparently the snow princess was able to wake up by herself without the need to be kissed. It should be in the fairy tale that the prince doesn't need to kiss her and just needs to give her a little bluff."

"I don't mean to threaten, I would really have done it if you hadn't even woken up."

"Looks like you need me to call a WC suction officer to clean up the dirt in your brain. How can you think only of such things."

"Who told me to play around. I'm your boyfriend anyway so I can do it."

"Just boy. Because of you, now my forehead is no longer a virgin." Sunday stroked her forehead while reminiscing about the times Faris kissed her. Hearing Sunday's speech, Faris chuckled.

"You're just there. Does your forehead have virginity?"

"Of course I have." Sunday raised his voice.

"How's it?" Faris's view asked for an explanation.

"You know, I thought I'd be able to keep myself from touching men until I got married. But you ruined everything just as easily as you kissed my forehead. Two more times."

"Now twice as well." Faris increasingly wanted to laugh to find Sunday which turned out to be that innocent in an era like this.

"Hey, what should I say to my husband when I find out my forehead has been tainted by you." Hearing that the moment Faris' laughter exploded.

"Just calm down, your husband won't be mad at you." Faris was still laughing.

"How did you know?" Sunday frowned.

"No one will be your husband except me." Said Faris while staring at the soft Sunday.

"Oh my God, you're so confident. Are you sure I'll be your wife?"

"Of course."

"Truly a man full of high expectations."

"If there had to be another man besides me who was your husband, I would have killed every man on this earth so you would never be married to any man."

"I got a chill hearing it. You can be that scary." Sunday shuddered at Faris.

"So don't make me kill those innocent men and just marry me. Only with. Not another man."

"I'm getting so horrified to see you like this." Sunday still pretended to be afraid to look towards Faris.

"Let's just get married. So I won't stain you little by little. Right now I've stained your forehead, it could be tomorrow I'll stain another part of you."

"What?" Sunday inched from its place and cupped both hands crossed on its chest.

"You're scarier than a psychopath." Faris looked at the funny Sunday who was looking at her with such a horrified look.

Suddenly a call came into his cell phone. Faris looked at the new number then frowned and wondered who was contacting her with the new number. So to clear her curiosity, Faris finally picked up the phone.

"Yes Hello..." Faris listened with a serious face and there were even surprised strokes there as well. Sunday became curious to see the expression of Faris's face like that.

After receiving the call, Faris said goodbye to Sunday to get out. He said he had to meet someone. When Sunday asked who, Faris only answered from a friend. But Sunday seemed to smell something strange there. Sunday thought who the caller was so important to him and missed Sunday's return from the hospital. Faris initially planned to drive Sunday home after her mother completed her hospital administration.

This twilight highway is pretty solid. Faris drove her car with her mind fixed on the person who called her earlier.

"France..." Greet the person across as Faris picked up the phone that resembled a woman's voice.

"Who?" Faris continued out of curiosity with the caller who used the new number.

"Let's meet."

"For what?"

"I'll help you get rid of the cause of Desy's death." Faris' face was immediately shocked to hear Desy's name being mentioned.

"You, who?"

"Let's meet. I'll send you the address."