Conscious, Promise To Fight(?)

Ijah stood at the door of Farel's room, she was very sure if she wanted to give short or long advice as needed so that Farel returned to the right path.

knock

knock

knock

(knock the door)

Her right hand was already knocking on the brown wooden door with a serious look, not wavering in her aim here or afraid of the eagle eyes that Farel might throw at her.

"Mr. Farel..."

Ijah called Farel because the owner of the room who was the host did not open or respond at all. She sighed, wanting to try knocking on the door again but...

The bedroom door opened wide, revealing the figure of a man with a stiff face and veins sticking out of his face. It seems that Farel's anger has not subsided, it is very clearly seen on that handsome face.