He looked at the kitchen table. A cold cup of tea and a half-eaten plate of greens sat there—his attempt at . Ibarat seperti berpuasa, the blog had said. It felt like fasting, alright, but not for health. He was fasting for time. The door creaked. "Ayah?" a small voice called from the hallway.
He clicked a link to a YouTube video titled (What Time is it Now Song). The upbeat melody was supposed to teach kids the clock, but to Dani, it sounded like a countdown. He looked at the kitchen table
His phone buzzed. It was a notification from an old, dusty site: . The post title hit him like a physical weight: Ayah Pulang Jam Berapa? (What time is Dad coming home?). It felt like fasting, alright, but not for health
(72 hours... how many days?). Dani stared at the screen. Three days. He had been staring at the same blinking cursor for three days. His mind felt like the broken English of a math problem: Tan X plus 1 Secx Tanx... none of it added up. but to Dani