Miss of Sunday

Snipers

Sunday opened his room when he heard a knock.

"Hi..." Windy's cheerful voice from behind the door. Then Sunday and hugged her. It seems like they haven't seen each other in a long time.

"I miss you." Said Sunday taking off his embrace.

"I am too." Windy's smile was still not off his lips.

"You know, I was ready to die on my way here."

"Why?" Ask Sunday wonder.

"I'm leaving Suzan." Then Windy giggled.

"It's lazy to wait until the weekend. He's a hard worker. Go home early in the morning."

"Is the bank where it works nearly liquidated?"

"That's it, but it's hard to meet him on weekends." They are now sitting on the sofa in Sunday's room.

"By the way how are you doing now?"

"I'm fine."

"I was shocked to death when I found out Faris was on tv. That's why I called you. And it turns out you were a victim. How did that happen?" Windy looked at Sunday seriously.

"Come Win. It all just happened. It was like a nightmare to me."

"Who could have done that to you. The girlfriend of the big boss Font." Windy glanced as he said the boss. Sunday patted his shoulder.

"I know Roni..."

"Oh, her name is Roni."

"Yes, he's one of the employees in the other division at Font. I know him only as well as know him. Not familiar at all. My relationship and he's just friends because they work at the same place. But it seems that after he found out about my relationship with Faris he thought he could repay Faris for hurting me."

"Truly have no heart. How could he take revenge on someone by going along with hurting others as well." Windy grumbled furiously.

"But what does all this have to do with the name Faris on TV calls Desy?"

"Desy is Roni's sister who died from jumping from her school building. And Desy is Faris' friend. It is alleged that he did so out of a broken heart towards Faris."

"Oh my God, to the charm of Oppa Faris. You're so lucky to have a boyfriend with such a hardline fan."

"Lucky what? I'm roasted in the barn you call lucky?"

"That's not what I meant. Lucky it's 'cause you have the most wanted boyfriend Oppa Faris."

"No, not that." Kilah Sunday's.

"But what's it like to date Oppa Faris?" Windy stared at Sunday wanting to tease.

"It's normal." Answer Sunday sok cuek.

"Oh yeah, really? I can't believe it feels normal." Windy was still teasing him.

"I think Oppa Faris is romantic and loving. You must be rendered helpless every time."

"What are you. Stop teasing me." Sunday blushed.

"I envy you so much."

"It's like you don't have a boyfriend."

"Yaaa. You must be so happy to be her boyfriend."

"I said it was normal."

"Oh yeah?" Windy teased with a wide smile. Sunday hit Windy on the shoulder to stop flirting.

"Oh yeah, what about Victor. Does he know?"

"Yes, but he's a good friend."

"I'm sure she's heartbroken when she finds out you're dating Oppa Faris."

"Here you go, don't tease me about it. You're like you don't have another job." Therefore Sunday remembered this morning Victor came to visit him this morning and said it was very sad to hear Sunday experienced events that could be categorized as acts of violence.

"I was surprised to hear you got hurt but I'm relieved because now you look okay." Victor said with a small look.

"Yes, I'm grateful to have survived that." Reply Sunday while reviewing a smile.

"Is Faris that?" Victor starts talking about Faris.

"We don't know what really happened. But I trust him. I decided to support him. Either good or bad I just have to be around him." Sunday looked straight at Victor as he said all that.

"It's lucky he has someone who cares so much like you." Victor's voice is flowing. There was a bad taste in the heart of Sunday heard that but he also could not reciprocate his feelings.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Windy's clap on the boat resuscitated Sunday again.

"Ehh, nothing." Sunday smiled at his best friend.

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Sunday wiggled after waking up from his sleep. He felt something nearby and opened his eyes. It turned out that Faris was sitting on the edge of her bed.

"You're here?" Ask Sunday in a sound of waking up.

"Hmmm..."

"How long have you been here?" Ask Sunday again while taking a sitting position.

"Just now."

"Hey boss, are you ditching?"

"Yes, because bosses are human too. Who sometimes want to ditch and can be tired if working continuously." Faris complained but then chuckled.

"You're really not an exemplary boss." Cibir Sunday and Faris only replied with a small laugh.

"I miss you." Hearing Faris's short answer, Sunday's face flushed red.

"Not 24 hours not met can you feel homesick?"

"I told you, I missed you even when I met."

"You really are a descendant of Kahlil Gibran, right? Why does the innate want to make people blush constantly." Sunday sneered, Faris laughing earned that nickname.

"It's nice to see you smile that way. I want to be able to see it every time."

"Hey, don't be greedy. To see me every day is a great gift to you." Faris chuckled again. His girlfriend is often so silly and he feels very entertained.

"But I'm like that, don't like half things."

"You are indeed mr. perfectionist. How can you want everything in your life to be what you want."

"Hey, trying is never wrong, right?"

"Yes yes.all right. It's up to you." Sunday gave up and did not want to debate Faris again.

"How was your business last night?" Ask Sunday suddenly. Faris mangulas wry smile.

That night Ratna wanted Faris to report what Gilang had done to Desy.

Flashbacks: flashback:

"I hope you're willing to report Gilang." Ratna. Faris looked at Ratna desperately looking for the meaning of her words, why should she report.

"I'm too cowardly to report it." Said Ratna later.

"It's not a problem to report it. But you're fine if my report can get him arrested on murder charges."

"It's okay." Reply Ratna who now began to cry again.

"Then what about you? He's your husband, after all."

"I know, but he has to take responsibility for what he's done. And you must be free from all the bad thoughts of society towards you." Ratna wiped her tears.

"I'm ready if after this I die in his hands for exposing his actions to Desy."

"Listening to your story, I would love to reveal all of that and return my good name. But what about you and your family?"

"What does it mean to live comfortably with me and my family if it makes you a victim. You're the one who blasphemed everyone in this country for causing Desy to die. I can't keep living like this, Ris."

"Try to think again. Is this the best?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Reply Ratna steady. But Faris has to be a little long for this. He could have saved his good name, but as Ratna said he had to risk his life for it.

"Presents." Faris replied briefly because he did not want to tell Sunday anything.

"really?" Sunday does not believe it.

"Yes..." Answer Faris again.

"Oh yeah, you can't work for a few days." Faris tried to distract.

"You want me to die?"

"Rest until you're completely healthy."

"I was well enough to climb to the 4th floor using the emergency stairs."

"No, the pokonya you need to rest first."

"I'm bored and want to work again soon."

"At least stay home for 2 to 3 days."

"So after 2 or 3 days I can work again right." Sunday blinked his eyes.

"depends."

"You're how. You said after that I could go to work again. So I don't care if you're banned or not clear 2 more days I'll be in Font." Omel Sunday's. Faris just laughed seeing him like that.

It was already dusk, Faris said goodbye to go home. Sunday drove him to the door even though Faris had banned him. But open Sunday his name if not debate Fatis. So Faris finally allowed herself to get out of her room.

"I don't think you really want to lose time with me." Tempta Faris who has reached the terrace.

"Don't expect too much." Sunday Cibir.

"Why should I be ashamed to admit it? It's clearly visible on your face."

"Ahh, come home. It's gonna be night soon." Sunday pushed Faris towards the car parked in his yard. After that Faris got into the car and started the engine.

"I'll go home first. If you miss me, just call me."

"It's so lazy." Sunday rolled his eyes lazily. Faris chuckles. After that, he drove his car. But just about to get out of the yard all of a sudden a motorbike stops right in front of Faris' car. Sunday who saw it was surprised. And even more surprising when someone wearing the mask took out a firearm and pointed it at Faris.

There was a loud bang shooting. Sunday was hysterical as the man shot towards Faris from the windshield of his car. From the terrace of his house, Sunday ran to Faris who was still in the car. Faris' chest was covered in blood. Sunday panic. A security man did the same to Faris after hearing gunshots.

"Faris... Farisian... " Faris just closed his eyes and fell limp.

"Sir, call an ambulance. Hurry." The screams of Sunday panic were incredible.