TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 114. ASK SISTER.
Today Dara lived happier, warm and harmonious family as well as a slowly creeping effort up until now his name began to be known, as well as the family, as a boutique owner with the best-selling brand on the market.
Zaki himself besides being busy with his contractor company, he also always helps his wife. Not infrequently even Mr. Jatmika also asked for his help to take care of some things. While the twins now seem happier with the presence of Zaki among them.
"When do we have a sister?" ask Fatur one morning when they were all eating breakfast.
"Huk, uhuk." Zaki choked because he heard the question arrived, with Dara immediately thrust a glass of water to drink Zaki.
"Why why?" farah asked confusedly, that innocent face with adorable flat bangs looked anxious as she looked at Zaki who was right next to her chair.
Zaki cleared his throat, stroked Farah's hair and shook his head.
"Papa no papa," said Zaki calmed Farah.
"Don't you really, Mom?" dara asked no less worried because Zaki's face now looks red maybe because of the choking earlier.
Once again Zaki shook his head to show his confidence.
"Want to have a sister?" Zaki turned back to the boy.
Fatur nodded.
"Yes! If you can the twins also like Fatur and Farah let the house rame." Fatur answered excitedly.
Zaki chuckled at the cute behavior of the boy who was about to enter elementary school in a few months.
"Try asking Mama," concluded Zaki pointed at Dara who looked like a temple without caring while still enjoying bread with chocolate jam in his hand.
"Mama, Fatur and Farah want to have a sister!" yelled Fatur undaunted at all.
This time Dara almost choked, but fortunately he was sprightly to drink water and make the choking failed. Uh
Dara's eyes bought a sharp look at the husband who only chuckled innocently.
"Mama! Buruan, Fatur same Farah wants a sister, Mama!" fatur looked impatient.
Dara forced her smile even though her heart now felt very arrogant with Zaki who even threw all this trouble on her. I'll make it both, uh.
"Later on, darling. If Fatur same Farah wants to have a sister, Mama must go to the doctor first to be examined. If it's okay then you can have a sister, and .. that's not a moment's time dear." Dara explained patiently, hoping that his explanation could be well received by his two children.
Fatur looked glum, then sat back in his chair with a slight blow to his body.
"But Fatur wants it now" he insisted, not wanting to know.
Dara and Zaki begin to look at each other, confused as to how else to explain to their critical child.
"Y, emmm ... Fatur darling, if Fatur wants to have a sister, there is a process that can not be immediately there so just like Fatur buy a toy or doll. That's not the way, honey." Zaki stroked the son's head gently.
Fatur was still pouting, even now he did not want to look at Zaki's face. Her lips moved forward until her cheeks looked very funny.
Zaki sighed and looked back at Dara who also looked confused.
"Look, if Fatur same Farah wants a sister okay Mama same Papa make but ... you have to promise to be patient until later her sister is born, how?" tawar Dara gives you a choice.
Fatur and Farah's eyes seemed to sparkle, and Fatur quickly descended from his seat to approach Dara.
"Promise?" say the two together while pointing each other's little fingers.
Dara nodded and grabbed the two little pinkies with her own two little fingers.
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"Assalamu'alaikum," said Laila in front of Halim's house which this morning seemed deserted, even though since Hana ma'am decided to stay there until the wedding day Halim and Laila was done, the house was always crowded by the quarreling sounds of the two mothers and the child.
"Assalamu'alaikum," repeated Laila because he did not find the slightest answer, even the sound of mosquito farts that usually bite Halim's ass was not heard.
Laila sighed, glanced at the watch in her left hand and stared around with an annoyed look on her face. In his right hand was a plastic structure containing breakfast that he cooked by himself since dawn, in order to take the heart of his future father-in-law. That's how Elis taught him, even though Elis was still single.
Laila almost left the bushel on the terrace table and passed to go to Kindergarten, remembering the day that was getting bigger. But just two steps walk heard the sound of the door lock being opened from inside.
Chequelek
Chequelek
Kriiieeettttt
The door that had not been oiled for a long time opened with a look of annoyance emerging from behind it.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh son Laila. Come on in, this is Halim kebo who has not woken up from yesterday in order to oil the door just not to leave. The reason is not feeling well but watch a movie just his work," scolded Bu Hana while preceding Laila stepped into the house that already looks more alive and clean.
Laila went inside after taking back the bushel that was placed on the terrace table earlier.
"Mom, this is breakfast for mom and Halim." Laila offered the bushel to her future father-in-law because she felt it was rude to have to bring the food directly to the kitchen to be served.
"Geez, this Laila boy bothered a lot. Thank you, how about we have breakfast here? I think it's delicious, huh?" take Ms. Hana gently.
"No, Mom. Laila had breakfast at home with Elis, it was for the same mother Mas Halim only," declined Laila smooth.
Ms. Hana mangosteen, then allowed her prospective daughter-in-law to sit on the carpet of the tapestry that she had spread in the living room of her son's house to look more contained.
"Sit down first, I'll call Halim." Ms. Hana smiled then walked towards the inside of the house.
Before long the sound of shouting was heard again, who else would have done it if not Bu Hana who was building the child kebo who until this morning was still wrapped around the blanket with a very cold AC temperature.
"Astaghfirullah, Halim anakonda! Wake you! Can you wet your bed, huh? Shame on Halim's age! That's in front of your future wife!" exclaimed Bu Hana without the slightest brake so Laila who was waiting in the living room could clearly hear her words and smiled shyly.
Halim who heard the words of the future wife immediately gasped awake with a face of shock, staring down she was even more shocked it turned out that her mattress was wet with the lower part of her body that was also wet. Not to mention when looking up the mother is ready with a broomstick in her hand.
"Hwww.eeeeee .... Pleaseggggg ..," ringis Halim mewek with the exact face of a roadside clown.
Not provoked, Ms. Hana instead raised a broomstick in her high hand and ....
Srraaattt
Sssrraaatttt
"Basins of a fool!"
"Ampooonnnn, Mom!"
Prancing
Pile
Gabrukkkk
Bbyuuurrrr