TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 166. GUESTS NOT EXPECTED.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
The sound of greeting after the footsteps that sounded closer entered the eardrum of Indi, his eyes were initially clenched because he felt sleepy immediately opened wide because he realized who the owner of the voice.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, have you come home yet?" indi said slowly while trying to get up to greet her husband, but she seemed very difficult because of her surgical wounds that continued to feel pain.
"Eh, what are you doing, In? Just lie down, don't push if it still hurts."
Fatan deftly approached and held back Indi's movements, then helped him to slowly break down his body again.
Indi grimaced with excruciating pain from his stomach as he tried to get up earlier, but he quickly commented on the faint smile as Fatan scanned his face.
"Thank you very much, Mom." Indi said shimmily.
Fatan nodded at a glance then turned to the little baby on the side of Indi's body, peeked at her forehead and carried her.
"Beautiful son of Papa, look Papa has come home. Greet papa dong, son. Bobo time still?" fatan murmured while showering his daughter's red cheeks with a kiss.
Indi gave a small smile seeing the affection between the father and the child.
"Fatan's home?" Miss Maryam arrived with a towel in her hand because she wanted to bathe the baby, since she was busy in the kitchen and take care of the house because Indi could not help anything.
"Eh, Mom just got home."
Fatan turned a glance and then returned busy kissing the baby until the baby was disturbed.
"Enhgghh .. owaaa .. owaaaa."
The cute little baby was crying loudly, making Fatan who was carrying him feel even more anxious with his red cheeks.
"Mas, how come even in the cry of his son?" ask Indi protest.
But Fatan laughed. A twinkle of happiness was clearly reflected in his eyes as he stared at the baby who had a very similar face to him.
"The abbisnya really gearsin this papa child?" satan put the baby back on the bed.
"There is you, Fatan ... Fatan ... senengnya kok make his son cry," muttered Bu Maryam held back laughter while preparing clothes that will be in the baby Indi after bathing later.
"You're in the shower, Mom?" chirps Fatan when Bu Maryam put baby clothes and powder on the mattress and at the same time directly look at him starting from the bedong, long clothes, octopus and lastly the diaper rope.
"Yes, the baby's here to take a bath first afternoon. You also need to take a shower, so later you can help your wife clean her body," said Ms. Maryam gave instructions.
If usually after returning from the city the other day Fatan will obey everything said by Miss Maryam, this time it looks like an objection on her face.
"Well, why shut up Fatan? You mind huh? I think you are too tired, yes already let the mother who helped Indi clean clean, you immediately shower continue to eat and rest there." Ms. Maryam said as she undressed the baby Indi one by one on a patch that was deliberately stretched on the mattress so that if the baby urinates not to dirty and wet her mattress.
"Ah, that's not it, Mom. Not at all." Fatan shakes.
Miss Maryam's forehead looked wrinkled. "Then why are you even diem there instead of taking a quick shower? Didn't you say today that we work in the fields?"
"Ah, seriously can you?" exclaimed Miss Maryam surprised, as well as Indi who immediately widened her eyes in disbelief.
" Are you seriously going to bathe our baby?" he asked half in disbelief.
Fatan turned his head and nodded incantation. "Yes, can you? She's my baby too, In."
Indi and Miss Maryam looked at each other for a moment, and then Miss Maryam nodded slowly.
"Yes, you can help bathe, but be careful. Let the mother teach," said Miss Maryam at last.
Fatan nodded vigorously, then moved from his seat to ask the baby who was now in the sling Bu Maryam was already in a condition without clothes because he wanted to be bathed, to be bathed, his blushing body still looked real and was a little horrified holding onto it. But strangely Fatan was even eager to bathe the tiny baby of flesh blood.
"What do you want?" mother Maryam asked as Fatam's hand stretched out to take over the baby from her grandmother's arms.
"You're gonna carry my baby, Mom's gonna take a bath."
Miss Maryam took a long breath. "Mother alone, you will carry fit in the bathroom only.".
Miss Maryam immediately turned around after saying that, with a heavy heart Fatan also complied and followed her mother-in-law to the bathroom located adjacent to the kitchen.
"Here you carry, slow down, Fatan. Watch out for your son's irritation." Miss Maryam slowly handed the tiny innocent body of the baby into the hands of Fatan.
After successfully moving, Ms. Maryam immediately checked the temperature of the water that was available in her grandson's bathtub.
"Well, it's fitting here let's take a slow shower huh. Wash his head first," said Miss Maryam while inching to give Fatan space to sit on the edge of the tub that has been provided with a window (short chair of wood) to sit.
Fatan obeyed every instruction given by Ms. Maryam, her baby looked a henchman in her carrier. But rather surprised when his tiny body began to be put in the water to wash his body.
"Sleek look, Tan. If you are afraid let the mother alone," said Miss Maryam when the baby seemed to squirm in the grip of Fatan.
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But Fatan seemed still relaxed and held the baby's body so as not to slip from his grip.
"No papa, Mom. Fatan can really," said Fatan while returning to pour a little by little warm water into the baby's body, even he did not find significant difficulties when having to turn his baby's body to wash his back. The baby even looks comfortable and occasionally appears to suck Fatan's hand near his tiny mouth.
The ritual of the bath was finished, Miss Maryam put a small towel on the body of the baby who was carried face down then with the heart of Fatan brought him back into the room to wear clothes.
"Well, what a good father, is that right, Nathan?"
The familiar voice forced Fatan to lift his face which had been focused on looking at the baby. Fatan was stunned when he found the face of Bu Sukri and diamonds there, especially when he saw Indi who was crying softly in his bed.
"What's this about? Why are mom and baby here?" jakak Fatan sounded not like, while putting the baby first on the mattress handed the task of dressing the in-laws who were also stunned to see the arrival of two guests who were not expected.
"Well, what's wrong with us here? Visiting mothers and newborns has become customary in this village." Bu Sukri replied with a difficult look.
"Yes, after all what's wrong if I visit my own future mad brother, Mas?" chirp Intan makes Indi more intrigued.