TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 142. A DECISION.
After Mr. Sukri's house, Fatan decided to go home even though he had not given any answers about Pak Sukri and Bu Sukri's plan to match diamonds with him. Fatan's mind was complicated, although at this time he was bored with the wife, Indi but did not cross the slightest thought to make Intan a second wife, he said, moreover, his age and diamond is quite far from the new diamond 17 years and is rannum rannumnya, while he has stepped on 29 years and next year is already the head of three.
Fatan snorted loudly when he reached his house and found the house was pitch black like a haunted house. Whereas the house of the other neighbor's house all the electricity is alive.
"Why is the house so dark? You turned the lights off on purpose, Indi?" fatan exclaimed as he had just entered the house and opened the door violently.
Miss Maryam and Indi who were sitting in the kitchen rushed to him while carrying a candle that had been used up half of it.
" What's up, Mom? How do you get angry home? You can't do that, Mom? A day not angry at home?" sahut Indi was also upset.
" This is the house lamp why all the dead? Intentionally you?" Fatan scolded Indi again.
"You forgot, Mom? Last afternoon I told you that the electricity token will run out, but you don't want to know and leave. Now yes this is the case," said Indi anyway.
"Surely, you don't have money to buy electric tokens first? I'm usually the one who buys." Fatan grunts.
"Mom bought money, not payday. After all you are a man you should be responsible for supporting and fulfilling the needs of your wife. Not even charging everything the same mom!" mad at Miss Maryam for not accepting.
It was enough all this time he was always made a shield for Fatan not to work, and even lazy just at home. But his work every day gets angry if the one in court or the one in the house does not match what he wants.
"So you're not sincere?" jakak Fatan did not feel any trepidation, even though during his marriage with Dara Fatan was a loving and always gentle man towards his wife's family. But somehow now he's turning 180 degrees is very different.
"It's not that I'm not sincere, but you should be able to better understand your responsibilities as a man and husband, he said, what else soon you want to have children should not you be more diligent and more alert to prepare everything for the birth of your child?" ma'am Maryam tried to soften.
Fatan looked down and restored his coarse hair.
"Have a lot of reasons! Tell me if it's stingy!" he then walked past them to his room.
" Where are you going?" indi asked while trying to follow Fatan's hasty steps.
"To the room, here you are! Bring the candle too, the house is very dark kayak in the grave. Here's how if you have in-laws calculation," his grunts are still heard by Miss Maryam.
Miss Maryam could not do much, she was afraid if she said wrongly then Indi would be the place to vent the anger of Fatan, so even though her chest churned with anger, Ms. Maryam still tried to calm down.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Indi turned around and looked at his mother's eyes with a pus.
Miss Maryam nodded, rubbed Indi's back gently and gave the candle in her hand to Indi.
"The Word! Can you just spit it out? It's so dark!" snapped Fatan from the front door of his room, maybe he was afraid to enter because of the condition of the room which was pitch-black.
",Yeah, Mas. For a moment," said Indi while walking slowly towards Fatan.
The impatient Fatan immediately followed and snatched the candle from Indi's hand.
"The way is long!" snapped again.
"Difficult, Mas. His stomach was already big," said Indi slowly, trying to give an understanding that he knew would not be listened to by Fatan.
"Here you are, alesan. Just like your mom!"fatan's nagging again then passed so the same went into his room.
Miss Maryam approached because she was afraid to stay alone in the dark living room, while the Indian rushed after her husband into the room because he was curious about what Fatan was doing in there.
"What are you, Mom? Why was the closet dismantled?" indi asked in shock while picking up clothes scattered on the floor because they were carelessly removed by Fatan.
Fatan did not answer his hand just kept removing all the contents of the closet while looking for something. With candles in his hands, his eyes looked at every corner of the teak cabinet.
"Mas! I'm nanya loh, if you can't find let me help you find, but don't mess up all her clothes, Mas. I'm tired of doing it again." India has protested.
Fatan looked at Indi annoyed.
Indi gasped at Fatan's screams, after which he just kept quiet while picking up and reassembling the scattered clothes.
"What are you really looking for, Mom? I think it's important, huh?" tanya Indi was still curious.
Fatan clucked.
"You're that mulu anyway? Help also not. Well, if you want to know me again on the red map, last I saw in this closet but forgot where. Did you see it?"
Indi silently seemed to try to remember the map meant by Fatan. After a while he moved and headed to the bottom of the closet, where there was a drawer there. Indi pulled it and saw the red map in the meaning of Fatan lying neatly in it.
"This is it, Mas?" Indi raised the map.
Fatan turned his head, his eyes seemed to sparkle staring at the map. Then as fast as lightning he grabbed the map and opened it.
"Well, here she finally met."
"What's that, Mom?" Indi ventured to ask again.
"Certificate," said Fatan briefly.
Indi's forehead looked wrinkled.
"certificate? What certificate, Mas?".
Fatan rolled his eyes lazily.
"Huh, you ask a lot of questions anyway? Don't you want to go why?" fatan's snort made Indi instantly speechless.
Fatan was about to leave the room when Indi suddenly held back his movement.
"Mas, wait."
"What else?"
Indi pointed at the pile of clothes that were now scattered on the floor with a pushy look.
"So he said you want to settle this all" said Indi.
Fatan again clucked lazily.
"Huh, you are what's the point of being a woman if this is how I should be done huh?"
"Ta-but right, Mas. You said ...."
"Continue having to, am I the right one? Can't you please this husband of yours by helping settle this? A little too, right? You want to buy the needs for your prospective child, right?" said Fatan either got wind what started talking about his son who even from the beginning was not in his indentation.
Hearing that Indi immediately nodded with passion.
"You, Mas."
"Good, then you settle this Mas want to go out first. Tomorrow we go to the baby shopping market."
Indi nodded happily, and did as Fatan said.
Fatan came out of the house with a sinister smile on his face.
"And after that you have to come back to accept my next big decision."