The Fathur My Future

FATHUR ARSYA'S

***God keeps you away from people², because he knows something you don't know the truth of***.

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"Geeky geeky hunk!"shouted Marsha

The man who felt himself called looked over. "M-marsha?!"Be surprised.

Marsha walked across the road, to approach the man.

"Cok you can be here?"ask the man.

"It just so happens to be going home from school, uh see you walk... Yaudah I am samperin." replied Marsha.

"Why what?"

"Go home with you."

"Did?!"surprised by the man

"Why? Wanna?"

"I'm sorry, I can't..."

"Watch it in return, how?"

"Reply?"

"Yes, because I helped you escape the bullies. How's it?"

For a moment he thought, Marsha who put on a cute face.

"Huh. All right, just this time, "the army.

"Okay, come on!"

Marsha pulled him across the street, then got in the car.

"Sir, we can't help Marsha first," Marsha asked the driver.

"Well, miss..."The man showed his home address to the driver.

In the car between them was a little awkward, there was only silence.

Crick... Crick..

"Btw, what's your name?"ask Marsha. He had not yet met the geeky man.

"Fathur Arsya, call me Fathur." he replied.

"Fathur Arsya? Why does it feel familiar, huh?"

Fathur just kept quiet and smiled faintly.

After a few minutes they arrived at the address of Fathur's house, Marsha was very surprised to see the house.

"Is this really your home, Thur?"

"Yes"answanted

"That's great... You're a rich man, aren't you?"

"Yes. Since you know my secret, can you hide everything?"fathur Pinta.

"Why?"

Fathur did not answer he just ignored Marsha.

"Okehdeh. But in return we can be friends, right?"

"Because you know my secret, I may refuse."

"Alright, Deal from today we're friends..."

"Hm."

"Sometimes I'll take you to my house too, then I'll go first."

"Be careful, don't you want to stop by?"

"Other times" replied Marsha.

After that Marsha went to enter the car.

"Let's young master, I'll excuse you..."

"Alright sir, take care of him." said Fathur with Marsha's driver.

"Relax young master, Miss Marsha is my master."

"Good."

"I'm sorry"

Fathur nodded, then shortly Marsha's car immediately left the area of Fathur's house.

"What a very fast movement. Marsha.. we meet again," muttered Fathur.

Fathur smiled slightly then after that went into the area of the house.

****

The next morning at the school Marsha sat in a canteen, someone came to see her. Because he realized that someone was approaching Marsha immediately looked up to see who was coming.

"Fathur?"scolds Marsha.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why? Is anyone else bullly?"ask Marsha

"No."

"Well, what on?"

"Can join?"

Marsha was a little stunned, then continued to think.

"Woi! Why even dumbass?"fathur Tegur.

"Ah, Yes, sit down,"gugup Marsha.

Fathur sat facing Fathur.

"Do you like to read?"Marsha asked. Kala sees Fathur carrying some novels.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Same dong..."

"Oh. What kind of books do you like to read?"

"Romantic, same psichopat. if you?"

"I? Comedy, fantasy with psichopat."

"Oowh"

"You want my pinjem?"tawar Fathur

"Eh? I'd like to, but which pinjemin do you want?"

"Let's come with me."

"Where?"

"Later to know for yourself"

"Ish, how mysterious is that?"

"Whatever."

Jeez, he's cute too.same as I am, but why well I can be so friendly so fast as nih geeky guy? who the hell is he...

Not long after the class conversation began, Fathur and Marsha returned to their respective classes because they were different classes.

At 12:30 p.m.

Marsha meets Fathur in the parking lot, as they promise they will go somewhere to see various story books.

"Where? So no?"ask Fathur

"So dong, call me home first..."

"Why what?"

"Bet me not tell the driver to pick me up, we'll go see a book."

"Just so."

Marsha began to look for contact with someone who was in her home, after Marsha was picked up saying goodbye, 5 minutes later the connection was cut off.

"Where?"

"It."

"Come on!"

"Street, huh?"

"No, I have a motor."

"But I don't have a helmet"

"No need to wear a helmet, I'm not speeding... We're not going through the capital."

"Just so."

Marsha and Fathur head to the parking lot, to get Fathur's red sports bike out of there.

"Let's ride!"

Marsha started riding the sport bike, but it was difficult because she was wearing a span skirt.

"Fathur, harder! the bike is altitude!"marsha protest.

"Ck. Really ribet!"furious Fathur.

He got off the bike and carried Marsha to ride the bike.

"That's very hard, many sins." said Fathur.

"Udah aided notya thank you even ordered the usual!"fathur

"ye. Chronicle..."

Fathur only sighed deeply, he started the motor start and left the school area with the boncenged Marsha behind him.

For some reason even though he had just known Fathur, there was a sense of familiarity between them.

****

They arrived at Fathur's house.

"Eh, where are you going?"ask Marsha.

"Down first!"fathur's orders

Marsha dismounted, after Marsha got off the bike, Fathur turned off the bike and removed his full face helmet.

"Thur, students and schoolgirls know this is your bike?"ask Marsha.

"If they knew, I wouldn't be bullied" Fathur replied.

"So in order not to be discovered, you deliberately went home after being quiet? and parked the motorbike near the teachers' quarters?"

Fathur nodded, Marsha nodded in understanding.

"Let's go in!"bring Fathur.

"Who is inside?"

"Shelper only"

"Your parents?"

Fathur did not answer Marsha's question, he simply ignored her and went inside through the main door.

"Ish, how to leave! I'm his guest.."umpat Marsha.

Following Fathur entered the mansion.When Marsha was amazed by its contents, it was no less cool than his house.

"Come upstairs!"bring Fathur

"Why up?"Marsha asked curiously

"Buruan follow, not much!"

Marsha resignedly and followed Fathur from behind, her eyes unceasingly staring around.

Bruk!

Marsha slashed the back of Fathur's body

"Gosh, it hurts my nose." she grimaced.

"The number, the path of the eye!," Fathur said.

They arrived in front of a room door.

"What's this door?" to Marsha.

"It's open."

"Eh?!"

"There open!"fathur's orders.

Marsha carefully began to open it, as the door opened Fathur immediately pulled Marsha in, after they entered the door closed again.

"I-this?,"amaz Marsha.

"It's a special room in my house, soundproofed, and the walls are so thick" Fathur explained.

"It's so big, even the bookshelves are there... Is this your home library?"

"Yes. Someone asked me to design a house and have a library like this."

"Someone?"

"Forget over, it doesn't matter."

Marsha only nodded her head in understanding, paying attention to the books.

"You can read it as much as you're happy here, but it's forbidden to bring it home!"

"Yes." Yeah."

Fathur walked to the corner, touching the dusty piano keys.

Marsha picks up one book and walks over to Fathur.

"Thur..."

"what's wrong?"

"How long hasn't this room been cleaned?"

"It's been a long time."

"Why don't you tell the maid to clean it?"

"This is a special room, not just anyone can enter."

"Ohh.Certain, why did you bring me in?"

"Because you-"

I haven't spoken a few books off the shelf.

Kskk..Kskk..Hrc...

"O'ow!"Marsha shut her mouth.

"You take the book, don't shake the shelf! The book could fall all over!"pissed Fathur

"Yes, I'm sorry, Ntar I'm done with it."

Fathur just patted a flat face, Marsha began to approach the book and clean one by one, seeing a lot of dust.

"Thur, come here!" call Marsha.

"Why?"Fathur approaching.

"You got a kemonceng? or some kind of cleaning device?"

"There's."

"Bring here!"

"Awhile..."

5 Minutes later Fathur returned with a mop, broom, bell and other tools.

"Why what?"fathur Tanys.

"We are for duty, you clean the dust and I finish the book with each other. How," said Marsha.

"W-are you sure?"

"Yes, manhunt..."

Fathur nodded, they began to share the task of cleaning the room.

****

They occasionally tell stories and joke, do tasks diligently each and help each other and compromise.

Working together is fun, fatigue that is felt can disappear instantly.

1 Hour they just finished berberes, after that they both came out of the room. Fathur invites Marsha to the living room there already provided some snacks, fruit, and cold drinks.

Marsha gulped down one bottle of cold water.

"Still tired?"ask Fathur

"Banget.."answered Marsha.

"You're the one, so-soan wants to clean up that room."

"Hehe... Gapapalah, itung-itung nambah merah and sport."

"Ck."

"Huh."

"Sha, if you're tired of resting here first."

"It can't be like, if I rest here that I can fall asleep and the stork must be night... I have to get home soon."

"Well, I'll take my jacket for a second with the keys to the bike in the room."

"Okeh."

About a few minutes Fathur was back with his jacket and motorcycle keys.

"Come, I'm anterin home."

"Okeh."

****

Setiba in Marsha's residence.

Fathur immediately paid back to want to rest also from tired.

"Be careful, Thur."

"Yes."

Fathur leaves the area of Marsha's house, while Marsha still faithfully sees the back of Fathur's missing body.

"The perfume is very fragrant, the basis of the geeky can also choose farfum." murmured Marsha.

For a moment there was a sense of joy in him, when with Fathur all the problems in his head were lost, the burden felt lifted, but returned again when Fathur was not with him.

"Thur, who are you? have we known before."

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