TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 101. GUESTS NOT INVITED 2.
"Huh, what do I want? Easy, just give me back the money you've received from selling my husband's garden and house, you know? Is that not your right? You are just a child, in a sense .. You have no right at all to my husband's estate," said Miss Maryam with a mocking smile.
Yes, the uninvited guest was none other than Miss Maryam. The woman who has been called so far
Dara is called mother but her behavior does not reflect at all like a mother.
Mr. Jatmika stood next to his daughter, intending to put up a body if Miss Maryam was about to sort with Dara, as well as Zaki and Bu Ambar who were also standing on the other side of Dara. Not to mention the twins who seemed to be aware of the situation and stood in front of the mother, trying to protect her.
Guests who saw the start of the dossier, but no one tried to break the incident. They just whispered while throwing opinions at each other.
"Which treasure do you mean, ma'am?" dara asked undaunted, even she deliberately called Miss Maryam your name, showing how much she no longer had meaning in her heart.
All the good that 'maybe' has ever been done by Miss Maryam to him, as if it evaporates just like how Miss Maryam used to hurt Dara.
Miss Maryam choked, with mocking eyes.
"Scih, how dare it be just because many are supportive. A coward!"his his hissing deliberately burned Dara's anger.
Dara tightened her jaw and slowly stepped forward through her two hearts, showing that she was not at all afraid of the presence of Miss Maryam who arrived at her wedding.
"Say, what do you want, Mom. Be kind as long as I remember who you are" growled Dara.
His eyes were sharp looking directly at the word of Miss Maryam, but Miss Maryam seemed immune she even ruffled her waist while throwing a mocking grin on her thick lips and drilled with Oren-colored lipstick, which was a little too thick, very mature with his face.
"Didn't I say what I wanted? Are you deaf? Is it possible ... already senile like your old father?" cynical Miss Maryam is becoming more and more.
Dara came forward to slap the mouth of Miss Maryam who she thought was too much because she dared to insult her father. But Zaki swiftly immediately restrained Dara's movement so that Dara did not get out of control.
"Patience, dear. Slow down, that's not the way to deal with it, if you use violence just the same as you make your self-image tarnished. Hold it, patience." Zaki whispered in Dara's ear.
And dara realized, her husband was right. So he pulled back his hand that had been stretched out in the air and chose to fold it in the chest.
"Why did you ask for the treasure? Is Mas Fatan no longer able to support you until you become desperate?" ejek Dara turned things around.
Miss Maryam gasped, she did not expect that Dara could twist her words.
"A-what do you mean? Don't make it up to you!" mad at Bu Marya pointed at Dara's face.
"What I mean? Mama should know better, right? Isn't that basket-eyed man now your son-in-law, Mom? The daughter-in-law that you guys got by cunning way," Dara said not to lose.
"Well! Then how is it different from you? You're even married to your sister's ex-husband." Miss Maryam re-ignited the fire that had just been extinguished in Dara's heart.
Zaki who had been silent since, also got the hardest anger. Slowly he came forward to approach Miss Maryam who now looked evil.
Dara alternately approached with a look no less mocking like Miss Maryam earlier.
"How, Ma? Do you still want to be here? Is my mother's shamed veins broken?" he murmured slowly but pierced.
The confused Miss Maryam was again lured to see Dara who boldly mocked her.
"Of course I'm still brave, I have a treasure that I must snatch from a shameless woman like you! Dare to sell something that is not his right. Huh, what a shame! It's a good thing you weren't born from my womb, you could be ashamed my whole life if you didn't know the rules like you." Maryam came back to mock.
Mr. Jatmika who also could not bear to come forward, he was furious to tear the mouth of Miss Maryam lemes. Even with Ambar who did not want his daughter-in-law treated like that.
"Well, well, how dare it wiggle. Time to face one old woman who has been peyot like me all bring troops anyway. Not shy?" said Miss Maryam.
Dara suddenly pulled the movement of Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar to return to their original place. Although initially refused, Dara was able to convince them that she could handle it.
"Mom, please listen to my defense. I have never sold or acknowledged anyone's rights as my own, let alone those in the form of property that you claim as a property left by your husband. But, I have proof that everything I have sold, is really mine and on my behalf," said Dara who suddenly made Miss Maryam widen her eyes.
"Ap- what? What did you say? Can't be so dong, obviously the person who bought it said that he bought it from you, Dara! So it is certain that you who took and seized all the inheritance of my husband to untenggungkan your own. Munaf*k Woman!" omel Bu Maryam.
Dara sighed heavily, from having expected it would be very difficult to handle the sealot woman Bu Maryam.
"Do you need proof?"
Miss Maryam glanced cynically. "Yes, of course dong. It's good to talk without proof like that, like a real person."
Dara turned to Zaki and nodded. Zaki seemed to understand and went straight down from the stage to the house.
Soon Zaki came back again with some map sheets in his hands. He gave it to Dara and Dara handed the map to Miss Maryam.
"Here, please see for yourself."
Miss Maryam received the map harshly, even to the point of touching it. Dara just smiled cynically at his behavior that never wanted to lose it.
"This must be a fake letter you made, tcih. I don't believe in women like you at all" he said before opening the map.
"Whatever, but you better open that map. It seems like the child of Kindergarten will know it's an original letter or not" said Dara grieving.
Miss Maryam poked her lips and opened the map violently, almost to the point of tearing it.
Ms. Maryam's eyes moved as she read the letter, slowly her breath becoming up and down, with eyes constantly widening and tears filling her eye pool.
"I-this, it's impossible," his his hiss did not believe reading the contents of the map given by Dara.