TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 15. ANOTHER WARNING
"Adudamu, Ma'am. Sick tau!" indi protests while getting up from his sleeping position.
His hand seemed to hold his calf wrapped in bandages, while removing Dara's wide khimar from it.
"Your body is a loh, did Mbak already said do not use that kayak especially if there is Mas Fatan! You're a real wayward, Dek. Moreover, until sleeping so, know not your thighs were everywhere pas Mbak entered earlier. If you take Mas Fatan how to try?" dara is frustrated.
In her heart Dara was very afraid that her husband had seen Indi while asleep earlier, without knowing that what was worried had happened.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Indi got up and brought the laptop that was still on back into his room.
Dara followed Indi's movements with her tail, a trace of regret appeared in her heart. Because all this time they both included very rarely fight.
"Am I too rude to Indi huh? But I'm just worried," lamented Dara lowered her head.
He took the khimar he had used to throw Indi and walked slowly towards his children's room. After making sure the twins were asleep then Dara switched to her own room.
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Fatan was standing bare-chested in his room facing the window, unaware that his wife was already in the room.
Dara quickly closed the door again, worried that her husband's body might have unwanted eyes.
"Mass? What are you again?" ask Dara while approaching.
Fatan seemed jolted in shock, but immediately smiled to cover his nervousness.
"Eh, you're home, baby. Mas no longer say anything, it just feels sultry so Mas undress. You're the tumben maleman's home?" fatan replied as he hurriedly picked up his t-shirt on the mattress and put it back on.
Dara scrunched her forehead and held back the movement of Fatan's hand that was putting up his clothes.
"Sunny eyes? Why are you making another dress?"
Fatan smiled a little while his chest was rumbling, he had never once lied to his wife. So he doesn't know how.
"Not really, darling. You are here, the inn is cold near my bidadar," teased Fatan while carrying Dara's slender body to his lap.
Dara hugged Fatan by suddenly immersing her face in the recesses of Fatan's neck which always kept her calm. The unrest that since a few days ago in his store really made him crowded.
'I can't be suspicious like this, I know my husband and sister. No, no, this must be just my fear, Dara's mind while closing her eyes in the arms of Fatan.
After a moment of hugging each other Dara broke her embrace and looked into Fatan's eyes deeply.
"Please promise to be faithful to me." Dara thrusts her pinky.
Fatan chuckles but does not mindlessly squeak also pinky Dara with her own pinky.
"Yes definitely dong, honey. Why why anyway? How did you suddenly say that? Someone's been bothering you, huh?" guess Fatan as if he knew his wife's heart.
Dara brought Fatan's palm to her cheek and rubbed it gently there.
Dara shook her head slowly while asking softly. "It's okay, Mom. Just want you to promise. Oh right, Mas from earlier in this room while I was away?"
Fatan seemed to gasp and think for a moment to find the right answer.
"Ahh emmm, i .. yes dear. Mas from earlier in this room just not anywhere," replied Fatan nervously.
Cold sweat began to wet his forehead even though the air around us was cool enough because the virgin had turned on the AC in his room.
"Alright, Mas. I believe in you" Dara smiled.
Not wanting to be too late in speculation that is not necessarily true, Dara finally gave up and trusted her heart to trust her husband wholeheartedly. As has always been planted Dara in his household to always be harmonious.
It is unfortunate, because without Dara realize that the Fatan fortress slowly began to waver because the shadows of Indi always chased after him.
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But the coolness of the morning was in fact unable to cool the heart of Dara who was on the phone with her mother on the back porch. His face was as crumpled as if he had just received some bad news.
"You have a problem with Indi, Nduk?" ask Miss Maryam by phone.
The other residents of the house have not woken up, so Dara is more free to answer without worrying about anyone eavesdropping.
"No, ma'am. How is that all of a sudden?" wonder Dara.
"So your sister called mom, she said she wanted to ask me to do it. She doesn't feel good bothering you she said," said Miss Maryam, sounding disappointed.
"No, Mom. Semalem Dara just said Indi so that at home does not wear short clothes," said Dara explained.
"Yes, I know, but I can give her good tidings. Semalem Indi says you should throw him and keep getting his leg hurt. Kasian loh Dar, next time don't be rude. Anyway if you wear short clothes in the house is not papa, reasonable."
Dara breathed a heavy sigh, this is how her mother always heavier to Indi than herself as the firstborn.
Sometimes Dara was envious, but she could do nothing. Because she realized that she was only the foster child of her mother and father.
"Yes, Mom. Later Dara talked again with Indi well yes," said Dara relented.
"Yes, you know slowly. You know how your sister used to be. Mother Indi tipped yes, please take good care of her," said Miss Maryam while turning off the phone.
Dara sighed while poking her nose fastener slowly.
'Still too early for stress, ' Dara's inner self comfort.
To forget the incident just now Dara chose to busy himself by making breakfast for his family. Once all was ready looked Fatan out of the room while yawning.
"Assalamu'alaikum my imam," said Dara gently.
Fatan smiled happily, his pillow face did not reduce his good looks in Dara's eyes at all.
"Wa'alaikumsalam makmum surgaku," replied Fatan full of love.
After throwing each other a smile and looking at love, Fatan rushed into the bathroom after picking up a towel that was draped in a hanger.
Dara shook her head slowly with a smile that could not be separated from her lips.
"Mama," cried the twins together, they ran slowly while holding hands towards the dining table.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mama's children" said Dara as she spread her arms welcoming her two children in arms.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Mama" they said back together.
Compactly the two kissed Dara's left and right cheeks then rushed to the sink to wash her face.
"Papa's taking a shower, so you'll have breakfast first. I'll just change the shower, okay." Dara gave her thumbs up in front of her two children who had finished washing their faces.
"Okay Mama" exclaimed Fatur and Farah as they pressed their tiny thumbs onto Dara's thumbs.
Dara pinched the cheeks of the two with anxiety. Then guide them to sit in a chair and prepare their breakfast.
The twins began to eat happily, but the calmness of the morning was disturbed due to the noisy sound of Indi's steps stepping hastily with her feet sideways looking limp, it was also that made it hit the shoe rack and made the contents fall.
The towel he had on his neck made his purpose clear at this time.
Realizing that Dara panicked and immediately shouted banning Indi.
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"The body is not opened!" peekik Dara panicked.