Started In Paris
Wh why?

It would be great if you went there. Something I've never seen before, my brain has imagined how the festival will be held, there will be a lot of fireworks of course, so impatient.

I closed my laptop after copying some of the take I took from the camera. I got up and walked to the window, and sat in the Bean bag by the window, looking out.

The city of Metropilitan is still active until this late, I don't know why I can't sleep, my eyes are still open when I think I'm very tired today. The highway is still full of vehicle traffic, the shops are still crowded with visitors.

A very cold night made me unable to escape from my thick jacket, the hot tea that had been on the small table in front of me might have been cold. I have no desire to drink it.

I turned my gaze towards the wall clock hanging on the side of the wall. It's 1pm, but my eyes aren't closed yet, I don't know what I'm waiting for. Nothing is certain, but my mind is always on the line at one point, but what is it?

****

"Astaghfiullah!!"

I jumped out of bed, smabil holding my eyes wide round on the wall clock.

I woke up bad luck.

As soon as I got out of bed, my hand grabbed the towel and immediately entered the bathroom. Really, the result of not being able to sleep last night became like this.

I can't remember what time I fell asleep yesterday, even a glass of tea was still on that little table, it might have been cold water that just came out of the fridge.

After the shower I changed my clothes and left the room. Until I was negligent in my worship. Astaghfirullah, forgive me O Allah.

I saw the kitchen was empty, the front room was also empty, the hall was also empty, that the door of Vani and Mrs Bill Sudha's room was tightly closed. It seems they have gone to work, Vani has gone to school.

I feel even more cursed, starting from not being able to sleep, to waking up, even I was negligent in my worship, not starting the morning with this little family, what a sad morning.

I'm still in my position, I don't think it's going to be like this, maybe today is the day I have to spend for remembrance.

****

"Yes waalaikumsalam"

My words answered the greetings from Abah and Ummi. Then I closed my laptop, took a deep breath, and leaned against the wall.

The sentence was still echoing in my brain and ears, bloody handover there. A sentence that was very shocking to the heart, no longer even an ordinary thing.

"He's coming home?"

"Having a wish?"

"Where have you been?"

The questions are echoing deep down, it is very difficult to forget.

Again Abi made me wonder. A few months ago he told me straight away that he was going to marry a girl, and the thing I just had with him was impossible. How could he come to Abah and Ummi with the intention of marrying me? Where is the girl he's marrying? Is their marriage void?

What a shocking thing.

I can no longer think clearly, my brain seems to be dead-end. Oh? Did he come here to talk to me about that? If it is, then why didn't he tell me right away?

Oh, Abi you make me wonder all day.

My eyes pinched watching my phone vibrate on the nightstand, I immediately took it. It was a message from Reynard. He said that the day of the festival was near, there was a lot I needed to prepare. Ah, I didn't even have time to think about this.