TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)

TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 119. HALIM.


Halim came to the office with a big heart, his face bent to make all the other staff who were under him afraid to greet him.


"Why is that a face? Really tangled?" chappie Zaki who happens to be today is back to help in the company of his father-in-law to handle the project in several places.


Halim threw her body on the sofa, then grabbed a bottle of soda there.


"Is there a problem?" asked Zaki again, coincidentally at that time Mr. Jatmika was in the bathroom.


"No," said Halim briefly, but the look on his upset face was not at all talented to lie.


Zaki just smiled and then patted Halim's back gently as if encouraging, before finally returning to struggling with the proposal in his hands. Work seriously so that the best results for a better life.


"Bak Dara is not fussy, sir?" halim's chirps arrived while propping up his chin with his hands.


Zaki's forehead immediately opened furrowing at Halim's question.


"Why really? Is there a problem with Laila?" cetus Zaki's.


Halim let out a heavy sigh, as if only the most severe problem in the world.


"No papa, just ask no papa if you don't want to answer as well" said Halim senewen.


Zaki was increasingly astonished to see the behavior of Mr. Jatmika's personal assistant, there was no wind, no rain could usually even scourge the same people.


"They are not chatty, but I think women are natural if they like to nag, their hormones are different from ours. Especially after getting married and having children, patiently deal with it. Do not use violence because the woman really wants to be understood and spoiled is the key, ah yes and one more, do not ever think to yell at them because it could be the end of your world." Zaki explained as far as he knew about the household .


Halim snorted angrily instead of thanking her for being told.


Zaki just shook his head watching the absurd behavior of his assistant-in-law. Either in the trash can where Mr. Jatmika used to pick up creatures like this Halim.


"Eh, is Halim coming?" chirped Mr. Jatmika who just came out of the bathroom.


"Hemmm," said Halim did not care, although now the question is the person who has given him life --pay --


Mr. Jatmika turned to Zaki, raising his chin as if asking what was wrong with the brash - the halim-that. But Zaki just shakes the shoulder of an ignorant sign.


"Where? Did you tell Laila about our plan yesterday?" said Mr. Jatmika again while walking towards his great chair.


Halim just a snort annoyed to hear Mr. Jatmika discuss it.


"Udah!" ketus.


Mr. Jatmika's forehead automatically increased his twitch, again he looked at Zaki but the man instead chuckled while covering his mouth and then threw his face in the other direction.


"Continue?" Mr. Jatmika is getting increasingly tempting, inexplicably seeing Halim's upset face like his own entertainment.


"Yes nothing continues, because the Boss is my mother .. I even hate Laila more," he said.


Mr. Jatmika closed his mouth which was currently pulling a knotty smile.


"Well, how come you're even blaming me?" ask Mr. Jatmika pura to be offended.


Aware of the conditions - his salary - in danger, Halim immediately turned to face Mr. Jatmika with the right position, while wiping cold sweat that suddenly poured on his forehead.


Mr. Jatmika throttled, as if already immune to the seduction of Halim's dread that Abal Abal.


"Why are you so angry?" ask Mr. Jatmika firmly.


Halim immediately chirped the guts on him, I don't know where he evaporated his courage earlier. Which came from nowhere.


"Nope, boss. Who is angry? No kok," said pura cengar cengar.


Again, Mr. Jatmika throbbed while Zaki was now no longer able to hold back his laughter and was blown away just like that.


"No, boss. Mr. Zaki just laughed, no one gets angry, boss." Halim tries to convince, for the sake of the liquidation of his salary this month.


"So I asked how Laila's response to your wedding plan that we discussed yesterday, but you were angry with me," said Mr. Jatmika alternately pura ngambek.


Realizing his increasingly threatened position Halim hustled up and walked closer to the seat of his boss's greatness and began to knead his nape slowly.


"Ooh the boss is yes, so gini boss let me tell ya" said Halim as gently as he could, as he could, but Mr. Jatmika was not focused on listening because he was overwhelmed with Halim's massage on his neck that was sore.


"Actually Deck Laila is indeed another snack with me, boss. Because just this morning I tried to discuss the same problem of knickknacks, I kept asking what his favorite color, he replied white. Okay already, I think I want to request later the same wo for the party decoration using white color."


"Hemmm," said Mr. Jatmika chimed.


"Well on," continued Halim. "And I don't think it's all white so I ask again, he likes gold. He replied like, yes I think I helped the decoration in the same mix of gold color also let luxury. Eh he's even angry with me, yes I'm confused my wrong dong where, boss."


Halim was still kneeling at the nape of Jatmika, with Zaki holding his laughter back on the sofa. But a long time stopped telling stories no longer heard the truth from the boss. Halim's plan is to try to look at the condition of her boss, - whether it's still breathing or has moved --. But how shocked Halim was when Mr. Jatmika unconsciously let out an unusually loud snoring voice.


"Ggrrrrroooooooookkkkk."


"Durhaka boss! In fact ngorok, in my opinion again ngedongeng what!" grunting Halim while walking quickly left the room Mr. Jatmika, accompanied by the sound of snoring and the sound of laughter blaring from Zaki.


****


"Duh, the dizziness of the head," sighed Dara who was busy preparing lunch in her home kitchen.


Coincidentally, the twins have come home and are playing with Elis in the tv room, making Dara eager to make food for her son and husband who she said this afternoon will go home.


"Mama, the rice is ripe yet? Farah is hungry" said the beautiful Farah, holding her stomach.


Dara smiled at the princess and took the time to gently stroke Farah's long hair first.


"Just check on Mama, baby. Farah Laper yes, eat with naget first want to? Mama hasn't finished this cooking," Dara said giving a choice.


"You, Mama." Farah nodded until her queen bangs swayed cutely.


Dara smiled then left Farah heading to the rice cooker where she had previously cooked rice.


But just opened the rice cooker whose button has gone up that smoke is out making Dara nauseous and dizzy amazing.


"Huueekk .. huekkk." Dara could no longer hold back her nausea and ran straight to the bathroom.