TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 14. MISJUDGED
"Info, Indi ... In! You okay?" Fatan shook his hand in front of Indi's dreamy-looking face.
Deg
Indi was confused by what had just happened. But the pain in his feet was able to control his consciousness.
"Eh, what is Mas?" ask Indi after waking up.
'well, just my halu apparently. Kirain ..' Indi's inner self cursed her dirty brain.
Fatan took care of the p3k equipment he was wearing, and put it back where it came from.
"Mas go pick up the twins first huh, you don't papa at home alone?"
Indi nodded. "It's not papa, ma'am."
"If so Mas go first, you do not forget to change clothes later in the wind," said Fatan as he passed out of the house.
Before long the roar of the car was heard away from the house, Indi moved and stepped foot into his room.
After cleaning himself and changing clothes Indi laid his body on the mattress.
"Okay .., I'm crazy if I keep kayak gini! Fatan! Can't you keep running around in my head? Your damage is not nahan Mas, but unfortunately you belong to my mother," said Indi while rolling on the bed.
Indi paused for a moment to breathe, accidentally his eyes were focused on the bag he always carried if he went to campus.
Sreet
The bag is now moving into Indi's lap, slowly Indi took out the mobile phone box that had been given by Fatan to him this morning.
Indi hugged the box tightly, imagining that he could have the person who gave it to him just as he had the phone now.
"Anyways, my mom? But unfortunately only if .., our destiny is not in line. And I don't know what to do with this strange feeling right now" said Indi.
Indi began to open the cell phone box carefully, his smile spread perfectly when a mobile phone three eyes plastered real in front of him.
"Wawww! It's really expensive! Seriously this is Mas Fatan buying it for me?" pekik Indi happy.
Even his body soared on the mattress while hugging the white cell phone cheerfully.
"But wait, this has to be expensive, right? Mas Fatan did not give this for free to me? What is not ...?"
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Dara's family is enjoying a nice dinner together.
Indi already seemed excited, making Dara also relieved for him.
"Superb as it is, Dek?" ask Dara curiously.
Indi's smile that had grown wider since then when Dara asked.
"No papa, Ma'am," he said as he glanced at Fatan at a glance.
Feeling glimpsed Farah just smiled thinly and came back busy helping the twins eat.
"Oh yes In, you will go to Ma'am's room. Just take his laptop in the closet, this abis Mbak want to go to the neighbors there used to be a little business," said Dara while cleaning up his plate that was empty.
"Well, so really, Ma'am? Asiik I thought it was just want to please me aja," kekeh Indi while standing up and moving to help Dara clean the dining table.
Fatan and the twins have finished eating followed by a night fairy tale from Fatan to the twins.
"Let's just take it, inget not in the mess of Mbak's closet. Laptop bag pink do not take it wrong, black one has Mas Fatan because." Dara wiped her hands while telling Indi.
"Every big mistress" led Indi with a laugh.
Dara just smiled knots while shaking her head to see the behavior of her youngest sister.
His wide khimar fluttered as he walked, emitting a fragrant aroma from the fragrance of the clothes he wore. Looks elegant and graceful in the eyes of Indi even though only looking at her brother from behind.
"Mbak Dara can be pretty anyway? Though the clothes are like the mothers of the study," chirped Indi while continuing to pay attention to Dara who had disappeared behind the exit.
After Dara left, Indi rushed into her room and opened the closet to look for the laptop Dara meant.
"Well, here it is" muttered Indi smiling.
After closing the door of the closet Indi want to go straight out, but ....
Brugh
"Aww." Indi held his leg which again felt sore after colliding with Fatan in front of the door.
"Eh, I'm sorry In, Mas accidentally. What are you doing here? Where's Dara's mom?" tanya Fatan.
Indi grimaced while trying to get back up. Fortunately his laptop was in his arms, so when Indi fell it did not hit the floor immediately.
Fatan extended his hand helping Indi stand up.
"I want to take the laptop that was told by Mbak Dara earlier, Mas. Mbak Dara had left for the neighboring house earlier he said, uh pas want to go out even kissed the door," complained Indi withstanding pain in his legs.
"Well, if so, I'd like to grab a laptop too. Want to keep the children in their room, excuse me," said Fatan as he passed Indi and took his laptop on the table and went back out of the room.
Indi followed Fatan and then turned towards his own room.
" Yeyyy has a laptop, minjem used to be no papa. It's good to watch my husband's oppa-oppa" muttered Indi as he started to turn on his laptop and search for his favorite drama movie.
Long enough to watch, Indi began to feel uncomfortable in his room because it felt sultry.
"Duh, poke. Move ahead ah." Indi changed into his knee-length umbrella negligee and brought the still-lit laptop into the living room.
After turning on the fan next to the tv table, Indi again laid his body on the fur carpet and focused on watching using a headset.
(Fyi: Indi can not stand AC, so usually use a fan.)
"Uuhh cute oppa," said Indi while making an expression like he wanted to pounce towards the laptop screen.
Indi changed positions, took a sofa cushion and placed it between his thigh and another one under his chin.
Minutes by minutes passed, long enough Indi watched drakor on the laptop. The fast wifi in Dara's house makes the video quality and speed amazing. Make Indi feel at home browsing for a long time.
The movie he watched had not yet run out, but Indi had started to yawn several times. His eyes began to fade and several times appeared to be drowsy until his face fell on the pillow.
"When? Got their husband like them? Or not the rich Fatan already grateful," muttered Indi began to delirious.
Coinciding with that Fatan had just come out of the twins room while carrying his laptop. His eyes were pounded on Indi who fell asleep in a tilted position by rolling many sofas, the fan that led to him made the bottom of his negligee unfold and revealed his smooth white thighs.
Fatan gulped his saliva with difficulty, undeniable although Fatan type of loyal and loving men but still see things like that could make his faith waver.
"Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullahaladzim," exhorted Fatan to close his eyes as he walked quickly to the room and shut the door tightly.
Not reprimanding nor waking Indi, he was already sultry enough just by looking at the position of the current Indi overslept.
Shortly thereafter, Dara's motorbike entered the garage. Followed by the sound of the key to the main door that was opened.
"Astaghfirullah Indian!" pekik Dara when he saw Indi asleep in a position that should not be.
Apparently when Fatan closed the door of his room earlier, Indi was disturbed and changed his sleeping position.
Anxiously Dara immediately threw something towards Indi.
Blughs
"Awww is sick," whispered Indi complaining.