TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 158. WHY IS MOM HANA?
"Bwahahahh!"
In the end, Halim and Laila could not hold their laughter any longer, they were frowning together while walking towards the terrace of Bu Hana's house which now looked dirty because of the broken flower pit.
"Geez!"
"Astaghfiullah!"
exclaimed Bu Hana and Mr. Jatmika together while turning towards the source of the shocking sound at that twilight.
Moreover, the atmosphere around which it began to darken makes things a bit spooky and horror.
"Hey, what are you doing there?" bu Hana snapped after her shock subsided, but her heart rate had not improved. The son of an ungodly child, make his parents hang.
"Halim, if I get a sudden heart attack you'll I don't care to know!" angry Mr. Jatmika also glared at his random men.
Halim still chuckled while holding her stomach which felt stiffened.
"Geez, boss sir this mother why the afternoon gini even fight? No other job what? Fishing cake, clean street cake," kekeh Halim increasingly make Bu Hana ride black.
With a feeling of arrogance Bu Hana walked firmly closer to the child, and
Grepp
One of the jewels fell on Halim's ear, and was pulled by Hana's mother until Halim exchanged her laughter with a strangulation.
"Aakaakkk! Sick, Mom!"
"Racaine! So so do not be ignorant, already tired of having your mother huh? " suckle Bu Hana annoyed.
"Oahhhh! Yes, I'm sorry, Mom. Sorry," persuade Halim to groan while holding his hand to his chest with his face made as eleventh as possible.
"Mom, Ma'am, please release Mas Halim, ma'am. Poor him, ma'am, besides Laila, who did not watch Mas Halim from there, his brother we are afraid to disturb, Mom if you go straight in," persuade Laila also while holding the hand of her mother-in-law who is now perched firmly in the ear of Halim who seems to have been flushed so strong jeweran, after all mother in the opponent yes wrong you, bro.
Finally with a loud snort Bu Hana jerked Halim's ear to resolve his irritation, then hit the child with a deadly look.
"If it wasn't for your good wife and this Solehah, I would have made your peddle, Halim!" maki Bu Hana who somehow today his level of ferocity exceeds that hungry lion.
Halim trembled, holding on to his wife's arm he nodded repeatedly with a terrified expression.
"And you!" this time Ms. Hana again accused Mr. Jatmika who had smiled since just watched Halim replacements that were the target of her mother's anger.
Mr. Jatmika immediately clicked and lowered his head ready to listen to the command of the god, uh Bu Hana means.
"Don't forget to book a ticket to China tomorrow, I'll wait for the flight."
Mr. Jatmika nodded quickly with a pias face, it is true that women who are angry better to shut up and give in if they do not want to be the next collision.
Satisfied with the answers obtained from Mr. Jatmika, Ms. Hana immediately looked up and returned to the floor in the house, and
.brakkkk
Again the door on the slam closed, coinciding with the sound of the adhan maghrib echoed in several mosques located adjacent to the housing.
"I'm sorry first," muttered Mr. Jatmika as he passed with his hands still supporting his waist which felt very linu, he said, maybe after this he will stop by the hospital for a while to treat his old waist that could have cracked it.
But it can not be denied even though his waist and body feel crumpled this time, but his heart is in balance because tomorrow will travel with Bu Hana, even though it must reach pocket which may not be a little.
Mr. Jatmika's car moved away, apparently although old so and in a condition not fully fit, Mr. Jatmika can still drive his car alone. Maybe because the flower was flowering earlier ye right, ah love is strange sometimes.
Halim and Laila who live alone on the porch of the house so confused what they have to do now, because want to grow crops the condition is still not possible. After the hot sun means, the heat is still hot.
"We go home, yuk, yang." Halim looked up at his wife's beautiful face because she had not dared to come out from behind the ketek of the wife.
Laila smiled and nodded.
"Come, but the real dong establishment of a time would be rich hanging like this until home anyway?" kekeh Laila while helping her husband stand up straight.
They also walked towards the house, but just about to cross the road arrived when the voice of Bu Hana echoed again calling Laila.
"Brake!" the thrill is not too loud either, because if hard hard the neighboring birds like to wake up, eh, what the hell author?
"Yes, Mom?" sahut Laila while turning towards Bu Hana's house.
There, Bu Hana was seen with a mukena standing at the door.
"You're here, let Halim take care of himself." Ms. Hana said ketus without even glancing at Halim.
Halim gasped and immediately reflexively hugged his wife's possessive hands.
"Mother what the hell? Laila's time to be taken, did you want to quickly have twin grandchildren?" halim was not willing.
Ms. Hana is thieving.
"There's something I want to talk about, la. After all, a little while at home mom will not damage the seeds of the plants you have to work on."
Again Ms. Hana spoke to Laila, making Halim feel good about seeing her.
" Buruan, la."
After saying so, Ms. Hana turned around and left the door of her house open, waiting for Laila to fulfill her call.
Laila held her husband's hand gently, and stroked his cheek that began to grow in the fine sideburn, there was a pleasant tingling sensation when stroking it, uh. Don't respond, the author is crazy.
"Laila to mom's house first huh, Mas. Mom's got something to tell her, just for a second."
"But, dear ...." Halim tried to hold back.
"Just for a minute, then wait for Laila in the room. Someone wants Laila to be the same Mas, too" said Laila with a smile fluffy.
Laila glanced towards Halim, and a second later Halim was obedient to her word...
"Yes already, baby. Mas wait yes, not long after the longest run out isya must have been at home yes, Mas ga patient want to work the fields again with you," said Halim arrived to be excited 45.
Laila nodded and turned towards the house of the in-laws, while Halim headed to Laila's house preparing for their evening event tonight which was sure to make history in their household heresy.
"Mom?" call Laila when she has entered the house of Bu Hana who looks empty.
Laila checked room by room until she finally stopped in front of Ms. Hana's room, whose door was slightly open.
"Mom?" call Laila quietly while pushing the door open.
"Oh my God, mother!" laila exclaimed with tears flooding her pale face.