TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 102. LET'S TROUBLE.
"Mom, let's go home. Look, everybody's talking about us right now, ma'am." Indi who had been silent under the stage had finally gone up wanted to persuade her mother to come down.
Dara only grinned cynically when she realized there was Indi and also Fatan under the stage, hidden behind the grass of imitation flowers for decoration.
"No!" refute Miss Maryam while brushing Indi handrails on both shoulders, until the woman who now looks pale with a slightly bent stomach staggers back.
"Let everyone know that this woman, this shameless woman, has taken the inheritance from my husband. Though he is not who, we are more entitled to the treasure you know?" added Miss Maryam again while staring fiercely at Indi, her son.
Indi bowed in shame, and chose to come down from the stage to approach Fatan who was now just silent without any intention of interfering. Though before this he had asked the in-laws not to come to the residence of Dara's parents, he had asked them not to go to the residence, but Miss Maryam ngeyel because it does not accept the garden and the house of the late Pak Bagyo was sold by Dara.
"Looks like your mouth needs to be taught, Maryam!" Mr. Jatmika screamed angrily because he could no longer bear to see the behavior of Miss Maryam who always tried to bring down Dara.
"Already, Sir. People like this do not need to be responded to with muscles," said Dara while pulling the hand of Mr. Jatmika who was about to go forward to slap the mouth of the increasingly challenging Bu Maryam lemes.
"What are you, old man? What usually is just throwing away a child when it's poor, and when it's rich you even forget who's been looking after your shameless son." Miss Maryam is getting into a fight.
Mr. Jatmika's breathing up and down held back emotions, but Dara continued to hold his hand tightly so that Mr. Jatmika did not lose control and instead made their surname bad later.
The whispering of the guests who were present began to sound more and more sanitary, some even began to capture the moment on the camera of their respective phones. Seeing that, Dara stepped gracefully towards Bu Maryam who still looked pongah, the red map was still in her hands.
"Mom, isn't it rather than too much koar like this and embarrass yourself. You better understand the contents of the letter on this map and leave immediately?" whispered Dara while looking deeply into the eyes of Miss Maryam.
Miss Maryam is thieving. "Cih, why? You scared? It's not like I didn't know that this will you wrote yourself, did you?"
Dara exhaled strongly, releasing all the resentment that had accumulated in her chest. He looked at Halim who was below the stage, and coded with a movement of his head.
Halim immediately nodded and took a few bodyguards dressed in full black suits to bring Miss Maryam down.
"Eh, uh what the hell is this? Release him! Let go I said! I'm not done with that bad girl! Off!" ma'am cried out as the bodyguards forcibly pulled her hand and took her off the stage.
All eyes were staring at Miss Maryam who was led into the house through the garage door by the bodyguards, and followed by Indi and Fatan who from his appearance Dara knows that they are really in short supply.
At that time the visible Fatan only wore material pants with batik clothes that had begun to fade in color, the color of, while Indi was either intentionally or not he was just wearing a negligee shirt with a leopard motif that was the same color as the Fatan shirt. Only Miss Maryam whose clothes look the most striking, although impressed more tacky actually. With Oren-colored robe and a lot of Payet around his shirt, plus jewelry that is either genuine or not in his left and right hands, he added, in the mix of instant hijab brown which is very bumpy with the color of her clothes. Dara herself until the head bobble saw the scene.
Whereas in the past when she was Fatan's wife, Dara was always careful when taking care of all Fatan's clothes until none of the clothes in Fatan's possession faded or exposed to other clothes color blends.
After the atmosphere calmed down again, Zaki again invited Dara and the others to return to sit in their respective places. The twins had been taken away by Elis since earlier to avoid hearing inappropriate remarks from Miss Maryam.
"Darling, already ... You calm down, do you want a drink?" bargain Zaki attentively while asking Daraa to sit back.
Dara who was mowing slowly at the base of her nose could only smile resignedly and nod.
"Thank you, Mom."
Zaki nodded and passed down from the stage after previously also asking if Mr. Jatmika and his mother also wanted to drink and they said they wanted to.
Zaki walked to the drink stand that provided some kind of fresh drinks for guests who deliberately chose Bu Ambar from the catering owned by his friend.
"Please melon mojitonya four yes," he asked mbak mbak who was in charge of pouring drinks at the stand.
"Okay, Mas manten. Why bother going down alone tho, Mas? Why not ask who?" chirp the mbak mbak with a small smile.
Zaki chuckles. "No papa, Ma'am. For the sake of this beloved wife, must be taken with his own hands dong."
" Duh, the romance wants dong in this one. Or if it's mas mas mas who become MC also can, Mas manten known to me," kekehnya again while putting the drink in Zaki pinta on a tray.
"May, I'll help you ask for Wanya yes." Zaki received the tray and the hustle took him to the stage again and gave it to Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar first.
"Here, baby." Zaki thrust a glass filled with melon mojito at the tired-looking wife .
Dara received with a smile on her face. "Thank you, Mom."
Zaki nodded and sat down next to Dara while drinking his own mojito while enjoying the music of the entertainers who were re-sounding in played by their rented band. Specially provided by the w.o services they use.
"Father!" arriving to the two children Dara went up on stage with a tense face, behind which did not look Elis who had been following them since.
"What's up, kid? Where's Miss Elis?" cecar Zaki who arrived felt anxious.
Fatur and Farah pointed to the back precisely towards the garage where Bu Maryam and Indi and Fatan were brought.
"Grandmother! Grandma beat Miss Elis until it bleeds!" fan was hysterical, her teary eyes explaining that she was not lying.