TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 171. UNEXPECTED ANGER.
The morning.
"Sinful smile, watch out for the sambet." Elis quipped Halim who was wearing his shoes on the terrace.
His retirement is up, it's time he returned to work in the puskesmas around the housing complex.
"Let's go, weeee." Halim slips her tongue back at Elis who is also preparing to go to Dara's house, performing her daily routine as a baby sitter.
"Lis," called Laila who had just appeared from inside the house.
"Yes, Mommy?" Elis turned his head after putting his sandals under the stairs.
"Later to lunch buy rice wrap yes, mbak taste a bit unwell to cook.". Laila sat on the terrace chair while holding her head.
"Oh, yes, ma'am. Yeah, well, Elis's leaving, assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam," Laila replied in a soft voice, the usually radiant face this morning looking pale.
Halim who had just finished putting up her shoes turned around and touched his wife's forehead.
"You sick, baby? Last night was good, because there were too many rondes?" kekeh Halim seduces, remembering by him how his game with his wife last night that makes him almost forget himself and causes Laila to stay up all night.
"I don't know, I don't feel good. Pegel, tired too, dizzy too." Laila answered in a tone of complaint.
Halim sighed worriedly. "What permission does not enter just yet, Mas do not have your own ningalin at home if you are sick again gini."
Laila shook her head with a forced smile on her lips.
"Udah, I'm leaving. Laila is not papa, most also brought a short sleep is better."
"A permission to go to school? Don't teach me today."
"Yes, it's Mas. Yes, I'm leaving later, Laila wants to rest again."
Halim finally relented and left his own wife at home, because indeed his presence at the puskesmas had been waiting for by his colleagues.
"Yes, if there's a phone call." Halim stepped to the side of the house where there is a small path that he usually goes through if he wants to go to the puskesmas, because it is closer to the distance.
Laila nodded and waved her husband's departure.
After Halim was not seen again, Laila decided to go back into her room. He stretched out his heavy and unpleasant head and covered his body with a blanket.
"Bismillah, may it not be a disease, O God. I hope this is a sign that Mas Halim will soon be Dad." Laila muttered with a small smile, then closed her eyes preparing to navigate the dream world.
"I am coming, Chanyeol," he whispered again, after having his eyes closed perfectly.
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The Dara Zaki house.
"Why is he here again?" ketus Fatur while talking to Dara in the kitchen.
A statement referring to Indi and Miss Maryam who just arrived last night to their home.
Dara crouched down, aligning her body with the height of the son. Then hold his shoulder gently.
Fatur bulged and cast his gaze in the other direction, with pursed lips.
"Why did you bring her here again? He's a bad guy, Ma." Fatur still kekeh does not want to call Indi with the call that should be.
Dara sighed, it would be difficult to face Fatur if he did not like something.
"Honey, Fatur can't say that. Aunty Indi itukan Tante Fatur same Farah too," Adara again persuaded.
"No! He's not Fatur's aunt, Farah, Auntie won't take Papa from us, Ma."
"But now Fatur already has Papa Zaki, Fatur already has Papa again right? So where's the fault, honey?" Dara is still trying to persuade, her son who has a hard character like himself.
"It's different, Mama. Papa Zaki's Papa adek baby in the belly of Mama, if his papa Fatur same Farah yes still Papa Fatan, Fatur know it, Ma."
Deghs
Dara was stunned, out of nowhere the boy learned the thing that not even Dara thought up to there. Since Zaki was close to his son he no longer thought that the children would still remember Fatan as his father.
But now, in fact Fatur opened up all the truths that even Dara wanted to forget. To him Papa only one child, namely Zaki. Both Fatur and Farah or the baby who is now in his stomach.
"Just Fatur doesn't want to know, if Aunt Indi doesn't leave this house. The fans are leaving!" threaten Fatur while running towards his room and closing the door tightly.
Dara was blown away in her place, everything she had heard just now from her child's tiny lips made her mind go awry. How could he possibly expel Indi and her mother, especially if there was a baby coming with them.
"Mbak" called Indi who had been listening to their conversation from behind the kitchen door.
Dara gasped and immediately put on an ordinary facial expression, not forgetting the smile she was showing off for her sister, whom she had made clear of her mistakes in the past.
"Eh, In. You want some breakfast? Let Mbak make it first, yes, you're not breastfeeding again must be innate laper continues, right?" said Dara sumringah, while continuing his activities that were busy cutting onions to cook fried rice.
"Ah, mbak is not that." Indi interrupted, then with a very slow step he approached Dara.
The cloudy face looks swirled on Indi's face, there is no smile on those pale lips.
"What's up, in. You ... need something? Just say," muttered Dara while holding onto Indi's two arms.
"Mbak seems Fatur doesn't like us here, so .. It seems better that we just go, Mommy."
"What's? No, you can't go, Indi. Where are you going if you get out of here? Remember your son, he's a kid, tell him if he keeps getting carried away moving there and here." Dara drifted to protest.
Indi rubbed the tears that seeped in the corner of his eyes. "But ... Fatur is right, we don't deserve to be here. We ... we who have destroyed the family of Mbak, and took the Papa son."
Indi began to teguh, swiftly Dara hugged him tightly.
"Calm down, Fatur who was emotionless for a moment he was just a child, Indi. Later Mbak will talk to him, apologize to Fatur so that he can accept you. Remember your baby, don't be selfish."
"No, Madam Fatur is not like a child in general. He keeps a deep wound because of what Indi did first, Ma'am. Indi doesn't want to hurt her more by being here." Indi still sobbing.
Dara sighed heavily, confused as to which one she should choose. But considering there are babies who need a comfortable shelter, then Dara must act decisively.
Dara looked at the clingy Indi, took her hand and led her to Fatur's room.
"Come, Ma'am, you're sorry to Fatur. May he understand and accept you in this house."