TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 132. ASA FOR LAILA.
"Religious! Go hunted! Shop people call this mulu!" exclaim Bu Hana who just emerged from the side road of the house while carrying a bag of money from collecting debt to Bu Leha earlier.
Halim and Laila who were chatting just turned their heads and waited until Bu Hana approached Laila's house.
"Where are you going, Mom?" laila asked back gently after yelling in shock because of the gold for the decorations that Halim said.
Ms. Hana sat down near Laila and smiled.
"To mom's gold shop, want to take a hand for you tomorrow," said Ms. Hana sumringah.
Laila's eyes grew more and more rounded, looking at Halim with a look of disbelief.
"So ... really want to use gold for decoration?" his great-grandson still couldn't believe it.
Ms. Hana chuckled until her shoulders seemed to shake.
"Huhahah, what? Make decorations? Who said that to you, son?" chortling again.
"Mas Halim, Ma'am.". Laila pointed at Halim who looked wrong.
"Hehehe, isn't it Mom? The gold that was ordered at the store was made decorations, right?" said Halim.
Ms. Hana patted Halim's shoulder hard enough to make her son grimace, Ms. Hana to be slim as soon as it turned out her strength was very strong.
"That's no decoration, anakonda! It's a treat, hahahah."
Laila seemed to form her lips into an o, while Halim only understood.
"Kirain actually make decorations, can run out later the gold is transported invited guests, hehe." Laila responded with a light laugh, it turned out that what was on her mind was not true.
"There are you guys, if you want alms that's not the way. That's the teak of the fall," said Bu Hana again.
They laughed together until the stomach felt convulsed.
"Yes, Laila come on you're ready too. We go there the same, all mothers want to buy you a wedding gift. There are those who pay this debt" said Ms. Hana showing her the bag she was carrying, which was full of money.
"Well, where are you, ma'am?" chirping Halim spontaneously.
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Another story glides smoothly into Halim's head, making it instantly bumped instantly.
"Okay, Mom! Why do you have to torture Halim anyway, Mom?" halim protests grumbling.
"Yes your mouth is so in school! So indiscriminate to say mom ngeped! You'll know for yourself that mom's a treat!"
Laila rounded her eyes wide, with her mouth agape in disbelief.
"A-what, Mom? Pe-leial?" his great-grandson.
Miss Hana again chuckled, maybe she was happy because the money she missed was back so the innate wanted to laugh mau.
"Swinks, baby! Yes, it is impossible that the mother of the pesugihan, wong your future husband is also already rich," he continued.
"Yes already, yuk kok even frenzied everywhere this story, already Laila you enter ready, mother also want to go home first ready." Ms. Hana got up from her seat and pulled Halim home.
A moment later they were all neat and ready to go to Bu Hana's subscription gold shop, of course Bu Hana still brought her money in the bag earlier. The plan is that the money will be used to launch the wedding of his son and Laila in a few days.
"Go to the shop, Lim. The employee just called mom, said our dowry order was made." Ms. Hana was sitting in the back seat while she was a fried grasshopper.
"Okay, go." Halim turns on the car engine and the car slides straight across the road to where it is intended.
"Mom, Mas should not bother," chirped Laila who suddenly felt hesitant because again given an unexpected surprise.
Though not long before, he had just bought a very beautiful gold necklace by Halim. And this would be invited to buy another gift for her by Ms. Hana, ah it feels like Laila has never been so lucky. Since her parents died, Elis has starved more often than not to eat proper food.
And now, I don't know what dream Laila had before could get a future husband and in-law who loved her very much.
"Not bothered at all, Dek Laila. It is indeed Mas's obligation to make you happy" said Halim who had somehow learned the word romantic from where.
"Yes, Halim's right, son. You're his future wife Halim, the future daughter-in-law and mother's child as well, so what's wrong if we want all the best for you, son?" bu Hana said gently as she stroked Laila's arm from behind.
Hearing that, Lailaa even sobbed. Memory will be orphaned since childhood and looked at one eye by many people makes him now not believe in the destiny of life he can get. Gratitude repeatedly recited Laila in his heart, hoping that people who are good to him can get a reward worthy of the almighty.
"Well, how come you cry, honey? You're talking wrong, aren't you?" bu Hana said anxiously as she watched Laila cover her face with shaky shoulders.
Halim reflexively pulled her car over because she heard her mother's words, and when she turned her head, Laila's face was wet and reddened with tears.
"Dek Laila why? How crying? Why, Mom?" tanya Halim was also worried.
Ms. Hana just shook her head while trying to calm Laila down.
"Daddy, let's tell you a story. Now you also have Mas here, there is also a mother who will be your mother too. So don't ever feel alone again yeah, we'll always be there for you, I promise, Deck ." Halim took the initiative to hold Laila's hand gently and hold it tightly.
Laila was more intrigued, the feeling of the haru that was thrusting could not be in his custody until he deliberately let out all his cries to really feel relieved.
"Drink first, son." Ms. Hana handed me a bottle of mineral water that was always available in Halim's car.
Laila accepted it and drank half of it. After that, he took a deep breath and reviewed his sweetest smile with his eyes still reddened and swollen.
"Laila's not papa, Mas, Mom. Thank you for accepting Laila, Laila is grateful to be part of your family." Laila said sincerely.
"Yes, I also thank you because you want to survive with this rather short-lived mother's child. Hopefully, your household will be calm and lasting." Ms. Hana replied sincerely.
Halim nodded in agreement, and tightened her grip on Laila's hand that had not been released.
"Mas too, thank you for accepting and loving Mas sincerely even though sometimes I like to make you sprained. Thank you, yes" said Halim who was also moved.
Laila nodded and dropped her tears again, happy tears that had long been in her embrace.
Happy happiness, Halim - Laila.
Those who want their wedding invitations hope to hang in the comments, do not forget to bring saweran, his biduan already in Depe nih.