TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 169. GIFT FROM IN-LAWS
"What they've told you, baby. I swear Mas want to know, I'm afraid they even talk like you and mom, which is not in accordance with what really happened." Fatan was still trying to urge, while holding Indi's hand tightly as if very afraid of losing him.
Indi sighed heavily, rubbing the incessant tears streaming down his cheeks and looking down at the eyes of the man who once made him crazy to do a stupidity that is still in his regret.
"Isn't the answer supposed to be in your own mind, Mom? This all happened because of you, didn't it? Because of the agreement you and Sukri's family made?"
Fatan was stunned, his throat felt choked unable to answer Indi's question. The look of Indi's sad eyes made the guilt subdue his chest.
"You shut up, Mommy? That already explained everything," muttered Indi forcing her smile.
Miss Maryam who was finished with their luggage put the suitcase and bag on the mattress, and looked at Indi also Fatan alternately.
"We're leaving now, son?" ma'am Maryam asked to break the silence.
Indi nodded, then handed the baby to Miss Maryam to be carried using a rag. While he himself tried to get off the bed while enduring the pain in his stomach that was said.
"Relove ...."
"Sorry, Mas. For now, let us go first, calm ourselves down so as not to get even crazier" Indi said, turning her head slightly.
Fatan was still in bed, his legs too limp to get up and hold his wife and child away.
"But where are you going? Where should I pick you up later?"
Indi again stopped at the doorway, glanced at her husband and looked down.
"To Dara's mother's house."
Then again continue his steps leaving Fatan who is still in his place.
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Meanwhile.
"Mom, don't stay there long." Laila broke her embrace from the body of Bu Hana who was ready and looked beautiful in her casual clothes.
His shoulder hair was loose, with his sunglasses perched on his head. Like a young man who is still bucinan.
"Yes, the pokonya will come home you must love mother grandchild yes." Ms. Hana replied while stroking her daughter-in-law's stomach which still looked flat.
Laila blushed in embarrassment, and nodded at a glance with a flushed face.
"Mom, let's get the car ready for anything to put again?" exclaim Halim who was cleaning the luggage of Bu Hana into the trunk of the car.
"That's all," said Bu Hana and Halim nodded then closed the trunk door of his car and walked up to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who stood on the porch of Hana's house.
"Sir boss said he went there too huh, Mom?" ask Halim while washing her hands in the tap water that is commonly used to wash cars or water plants in the yard.
"Yes, but don't know so or not" said Bu Hana right away while fixing his makeup and lifting a small mirror in front of his face.
Halim chuckles. "The rich man does not like it at all Mr. boss, watch out Mom later too hate the end even so love how?"
Plastered
"Oh, so mean ma'am. The head of his son in jitakin mulu." Halim held her head and grumbled, while Laila only chuckled at the random behavior of her husband and mother-in-law.
"Your mouth is like it's not in school." Ms. Hana was singing her lips.
"Yes, yes you go first, I want to take something first inside" replied Ms. Hana.
Ms. Hana went inside her house, and soon returned with a black paper bag in her hand.
" Dear, this is for you. In use yes," whispered Hana's mother while handing the paper bag to Laila's hand.
"Well, is this Mom?" laila asked with a curious face.
Laila was just about to bend her head to look at the contents of the paper bag but was held back by Bu Hana.
"Don't look here, you'll be home after mom leaves. Open up in your room yeah, look out for Elis." Ms. Hana chuckles.
Laila smiled and nodded obediently.
"What do you want me to bring you when mom comes home?" asked Bu Hana while putting her sunglasses where they should be.
"If you may ask to bring Chanyeol, ma'am."
Ms. Hana chuckled. "If it's mom, too, especially if you can pack it home."
They laughed together before finally parting ways while waving small cries at the corner of each eye. Even though it will only split the longest as well as one weekly.
After the car driven by Halim and Bu Hana was not seen again, Laila rushed back to her house across the road. Carrying the black paper bag with a carefree heart, even the way the road jumped like a child who had just bought a toy.
"Great excitement, Ma'am? What's up?" tanya elis who passed Laila on the porch of their house.
Laila smiled at him. " Little kids can't be scared."
Elis throttled, and his eyes caught the shadow of the paper bag in Laila's hands, which he hid behind his body.
"Eits, there is a new gift from her in-laws."
Laila was surprised and hurriedly hid the paper bag further and further behind her, even she even pressed against the wall so that Elis could not see it.
"What the hell, nothing." Laila tried to answer but was nervous, making Elis immediately know that her cousin's sister was trying to lie but not talented.
"Huh, yes already if you do not want to share. Senengnya have in-laws so yes, hopefully later Elis is still in ssisain modelan so one, amiiin." Elis continued his steps towards the outside of the house.
"Amiiin, where are you going, El?" laila asked when she realized her sister was wearing sandals and preparing to leave.
"It's work, Ma'am. To Dara's house, where else?" Elis turned around and answered as he was.
Laila forms her mouth into the letter O.
"It's heart, good work huh, Lis."
"Who is my mother." Elis gave his thumbs up and continued his steps back.
After Elis left, Laila went into the house and entered her room impatiently. The front door and also the door of the room he had locked.
With a thin grin he sat face to face with the mysterious paper bag, and started grabbing it slowly.
"Mweheheh, we're all alone in the end. What exactly was it until I told you to open it in the room alone?" muttered Laila while peeking into the inside of that paper bag.
"Wuaaahhhh, beautiful." Laila picked up something inside the paper bag and raised it high in front of her face.