TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 147. CONSCIOUSLY.
"What do you mean talk like that, Fatan?" sergeant Bu Maryam was upset, especially when he looked at the face of his daughter-in-law who now looks arrogant.
"Yes, of course, right? Me! I was also at a disadvantage because my mother and Indi, who did not know shame used to tease me while still his brother-in-law status," cried Fatan anyway.
"A harmed how do you mean, Mas?" it was Dara's turn to ask.
Fatan smiled obliquely while holding his arm that was covered in bandages because he was afraid of a needle prick that pierced through his veins.
"Of course, because of him I had to lose my job, children, possessions, and more ... I had to lose a wife as good as you," he softened.
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Dara sighed softly, she turned her gaze to Miss Maryam who looked stunned at Fatan's confession.
"Isn't that your choice, Mom? No one forced you to accept Indi's temptation, no one told you to return all her treatment to you first. Even marrying her is your choice, right? Then why do you now seem to regret the choice you made yourself?" cecar Dara started to fall.
"Because .. 'cause you never change, Dara. You are still the Dara I knew, who was kind, gentle and angelic. No woman in the world can rival you."
Dara clucked, a hue of annoyance clearly visible on her pretty face.
"Stop flogging, Mom. I'm sorry but it won't work for me, I've changed, I'm not the Dara you know anymore, I'm the wife of the man now that you need to remember, and also I love my husband very much, she's my life, and I'm also pregnant with our baby. So ... instead of starting to talk that is not better you change your easy attitude and pay more attention to your child and wife who are currently lying weak waiting for enthusiasm and affection from you, Mas! Conscious!" said Dara at length, making Fatan bowed silently to hear it.
"But, Dara. Can't ...."
"Can't, Mom. Sorry," cut Dara quickly, before Fatan had time to finish his words.
Fatan fell silent, no longer trying to talk. But no one knows what is currently in his mind, what is digesting Dara's words earlier or even thinking about other crazy things no one knows.
Dara turned to Miss Maryam after trying to neutralize her anger. He reached into his bag and took out some red money and slipped it into the hands of Miss Maryam.
"Oh my God, what is this for, son?" ask Maryam confused.
"Make the mother eat with Indi, the same to keep watch if there is something that needs to be bought. Dara wants to go home first, Mom. Want to see the condition of the twins," concluded Dara quickly.
Not yet had Bu Maryam hold Dara had first stepped out of the corridor, passing Fatan with a sharp glare as if it could swallow him round and round.
After Dara's death, a nurse came to see Maryam and Fatan.
"Sorry, the patient's family on behalf of Indi?" said it.
Maryam nodded and stood before the sister.
"What's up, sus?"
"The patient just regained consciousness, and called someone by the name of Fatan."
Miss Maryam looked back where Fatan was standing still.
"Heh, husband is useless! You didn't hear what the sister just said?" annoyed.
Fatan. "What?"
Miss Maryam could only snort angrily and then walk ahead of the sister.
"Let's just go, sus. If the boy does not want to see his wife's condition anymore, I swear he's a badass here."
The distraught sister simply complied as Ms. Maryam stepped past Fatan, she led the way showing where the indi had been moved to the ward.
"Please, mother.".
The nurse opened the door and left Miss Maryam there, slowly Ms. Maryam swung her step into the room smelling of the medicine. There on top of a nursing bed appeared Indi's weak body lying down while occasionally using something.
Ms. Maryam approached, clasping Indi's hand until the closed eyes slowly began to open.
"Mas Fatan ...," Indi stated very slowly.
Ms. Maryam wiped her tears, sat her body on the chair and smiled at the princess who survived after her long struggle.
"Where are the Fats, Mom."
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Miss Maryam only sighed when the first time she asked Indi was just the husband who had incised a wound in her heart.
"You don't want to ask your son's condition first, son?" Maryam tried to be patient by reminding Indi of the baby who is still lying in the incubator.
"Mas Fatan, Mom. Where's she? She must see our baby, she must be happy and she'll undo her intention to remarry, ma'am."
Tests..
A drop of water fell into the hands of old Miss Maryam, Miss Maryam looked up and found her eyes completely wet.
The sadness was slowly running her anyway, until unknowingly Miss Maryam also cried.
"Why do you still keep asking him after what he did to you, Indi?"
"Karna Indi still loves Mas Fatan, Mom." Indi answered quietly, but it sounded like lightning striking in the ear of Miss Maryam.
Maryam smiled bitterly, reluctant to have her old lips to answer. In the past, Indi was stubborn and could not be prevented, so Miss Maryam chose silence, even though she knew it was a choice that could be wrong.
"Indi," said Fatan who turned out to have followed Miss Maryam, and had heard the talk of Bu Maryam and Indi before.
"Mas" said Indi while trying to raise his hand to reach Fatan.
Fatan approached, held Indi's hand and then showered his forehead with a kiss.
"Thank you" whispered Fatan. "Thank you for loving Mas so much, but all this time Mas very rarely be nice to you" he said again.
Indi nodded weakly. "Our son, have you seen our son, Mas?"
Fatan nodded, a puddle of water began to form in his eye sludge.
"Here, she's beautiful .. like you."
The corners of the lips Indi attracted, forming an arch that is not so wide.
"He's a girl?"
Fatan nodded back.
But the twinkle of Indi's eyes slowly dimmed, a sad look he showed to Fatan.
"Are you disappointed, Mom?"
Fanning forms deep wrinkle wrinkles. "Loved? Disappointed for what?"
"Do you want to have a son?"
"Why do you say that, honey?" tanya Fatan presents a strange gelenyar and Indi's heart which has always only been sad because of Fatan's harsh treatment of him.
"Don't say that, Indi. Men or women are the same, what matters is that your child is not lacking one thing," said Ms. Maryam who does not like to hear Indi as if comparing.
"But .. isn't my son premature, Mom?" Indi looked at Bu Maryam with a cloud in her face.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean he's not perfect, does it? Just need a little more time to mature her physique, doesn't mean she's not perfect."
"Mom's right, honey. Mas also did not ask to have a son, a daughter is the same especially if she is beautiful like you, Mas is very grateful to have you," said Fatan.
Haru shrouded Indi's heart, tears dripping from her eyes but not tears of sadness anymore, this time only happiness was in her heart.
Fatan's tears also dripped, and his body moved to embrace his wife's body.
"Mas promised to change, for your sake. You and our son" whispered sincerely.