Forced to Become an Actor
Remembering Firda

At midnight, Fade awoke from his sleep when he heard a cell phone ringing. His hand picked up the phone on the nightstand, then raised the call from the contact name 'Linda' equipped with a red heart emoticon.

Fade sighed, he immediately raised the call. He had been waiting for her since, but her lover had not come.

"Where are you, Linda?" fade asked directly after his finger pressed the green button.

"Sorry, Honey. Tonight I'm not coming home, my friend just broke up with her boyfriend, and she needs a friend."

"You mean you want to accompany her, do you?" tanya Fade raspy.

"Yes, I'll be back in the morning. Can you, honey?"

"All right, take care of yourself. Good night," replied Fade cuek and hung up unilaterally.

Fade glanced at the clock in his room which already showed at 2 a.m. His head hurt a lot after he had a drink last night.

Fade got out of bed, chose to go to the bathroom and wash his face. He won't be able to go back to sleep, let alone have his head hurt like this.

"Shhh, what should I drink to relieve this headache." Fade muttered his own hair.

Fade was silent for a moment, he looked at himself in the large mirror that was before him at this moment. His handsome face looked slightly pale, with red and watery eyes.

"If you're having a headache, drink ginger tea, Fad."

"I'll make porridge, you must eat so that your dizziness will soon disappear."

Fade recalled Firda's words that always advised him when he fell ill. Firda was angry, but he also served and cared for her until she recovered.

Fade still remembers when he was caught drinking with his friend, Firda was angry even wanted to end their relationship.

"I'm gonna break up, how many times do I have to tell you that alcohol is dangerous." Firda said with her hands folded on her chest.

Fade grabs her lover's hand, grasps it and kisses it repeatedly.

"Sorry, Honey. Promise no more, but don't break up. I don't want to," asked Fade with a face that was clear.

Firda sighed. For some reason it was hard to get angry at this spoiled man before him. Firda already bucin tololl indeed if with Fade.

"Sleep." Ketus Firda's.

Fade gawking. "Well, you didn't want to kill me, did you?" asked Fade with a face full of questions.

"You don't sleep, I'm really killing you." Answer Firda seriously.

Fade was about to speak, but he suddenly felt his stomach shake. Fade ran to the bathroom and vomited.

Firda followed, he massaged the nape of his lover with full feeling.

His hand movements were soft, but his lips were very spicy.

"That look! good for gini-rich." Ketus Firda while massaging and patting his lover's back.

"You're torturing yourself, you know. If you don't love yourself, at least remember your parents, remember me!" Add Firda.

Fade washes his own mouth, flips over and hugs his lover's body very spoiled.

"Not anymore, my dear. I'm angry, I'm sick again." Fade said.

Firda sighed patiently, he rubbed his chest in order to be airy to accept all the spoiled attitude of his lover.

Firda also helped Fade to lie on the bed, he also enveloped the man to the limit of the stomach.

"Dizziness must be the head?" ask Firda to guess.

Fade nodded with his innocent face, making Firda anxious and wanting to slap him.

"When you get dizzy again, drink ginger tea." Firda said.

"Wait here yeah, I made you all the same porridge first. You must eat to heal quickly!" added Firda then moved from Fade's apartment room.

Fade stared at her lover's departure with a big smile, grateful to have a very caring lover like Firda.

"I'm getting convinced to take you to the wedding stage, Fir. You're the best, and you've only got me." Fade Gumam.

Fade punched the glass in front of him until it broke and left a wound on the man's hand. The blood that came out began to drip and slightly stick to the glass that was already irregular in shape.

"Dicknuts!!" aspir Fade ruffled his hair.

Fade was annoyed, for some reason he had to remember the current Firda. Why not Linda.

Fade admitted that while dating Linda, she did not have the same care and attention as Firda.

But care and attention what's the point if the attitude behind it is all so disgusting.

The pain in his head was still not, so he decided to make ginger tea. The usual drink Firda made to relieve the pain of his head first.

Fade took the packaged ginger tea he had, he was sure that the taste would be different. Because Firda makes ginger tea naturally, not packaging like this.

"Firda Firda Firda, forget the girl." Fade growled with clenched hands.

This apartment is still the same as the apartment when he and Firda were in a relationship first, so every place in the apartment has its own past story.

"Fad, don't make me throw this hot spatula in your face huh!"

Firda's words in every place kept spinning in Fade's ears and memories. The man was really thinking about the figure of the girl he used to love so much.

Fade tried not to care, he brought a glass of ginger tea he had made and drank it slowly.

True, it feels different from what Firda used to do.

The next day, Fade awakens and finds himself asleep on the living room couch. He remembered last night after drinking tea, he immediately fell asleep even to the point of not having time to go to his room.

Fade got up, he had to get ready to go to the office because today he had an important meeting with a client.

As Fade's feet stepped towards the room, he heard the sound of the apartment door opening in a row after the sound of a wheel running.

"Darling!!!" Linda opened her arms wide when she saw her lover.

Fade's improving. Linda came with a large suitcase in her hand, which indicated that the woman had left her husband's house.

Linda approached, the woman hugged her lover's body very tightly, but did not get any reply from Fade.

"Your face is pale, have you eaten?" Linda asked as she rubbed the handsome face of her lover.

Fade held onto Linda's hand, he smiled broadly at Linda's concern just now. A little relieved because it turns out Linda still has attention for him.

"Not yet, what if we eat porridge?" tanya Fade proposed.

"Can, Honey. I'll order it, in the meantime you better be prepared." Answer Linda.

Fade nodded, and he immediately went to his room to bathe and get ready. Linda will order the porridge online.

20 minutes later, Fade came out of the room with a neat appearance. He was ready to go to the office, but before that he had to have breakfast first with his girlfriend.

When he got to the dinner table, Fade saw that a serving of chicken porridge was already there. Linda was there waiting for him.

"Let's eat!" take Linda with enthusiasm.

Fade sat down in front of Linda. They enjoyed the porridge together. Fade silently looked at Linda, trying to find something that could make her heart relieved.

Since hearing Firda's words yesterday, her heart started to fret and not calm down. He felt he had made a mistake, but he did not know what.

"Where were you staying last night?" asked Fade while bribing the porridge into his mouth.

Linda suddenly choked, the woman grabbed a glass of water and then downed it until half was left.

"I? I'm staying at my friend's apartment." Linda replied a little.

Fade was bearded, he wouldn't ask Linda much, because he wanted to believe in her, but his heart wouldn't allow it.

"What are your activities today, is there a photo shoot?" ask Fade again.

"Nothing, I just want to rest at home." Linda replied while massaging her nape.

Fade mangosteen. He got up from his seat after breakfast was over.

Before leaving, of course Linda will hug and kiss the cheek of her lover first, and Fade replied by peeping her forehead.

Linda was always happy whenever Fade kissed her, even if only on the forehead. I don't know why the guy always refuses if a kiss on the lips.

"Be careful, dear." Linda waved her hand.

Fade smiled, he returned the wave of his lover's hand and completely left his apartment.

Before entering the elevator, Fade suddenly got a call from his man.

"To my office at lunchtime." Fade said then hung up the phone unilaterally.

DUHH GIMANA YAA IF LINDA'S DECAY UNCOVERED 😰

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Notes. Italic printed writing is flashback, phone conversation or speech in the heart yaa🤗