TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 183. KAMPUNG TERIAK.
"Aahhh, really noisy? Can you take care of a child anyway? Noisy to know! Don't make it impossible to care for it! Nangis mulu kayak broken cassette!"
Dara and Ambar looked at each other. "Who's voice?"
Quickly Bu Ambar and Dara stepped up onto the porch of the house, and bent his head into the house. Although they knew it was disrespectful but curiosity dominated everything.
"God! Whoareyou? Why stay in people's homes?" snapped by a woman who looked very young, the woman stood around her waist as she looked at Dara and Bu Ambar with a fiercely defiant look.
" Who should I ask? Why did it get here?" Bu Ambar did not want to lose, even now the in-laws of Dara were standing at the door with their hands folded in the chest.
"What is this storm?" yell at someone who just emerged from the house.
Ms. Ambar turned her gaze to that person, a woman who thought she was the same age as him stood gracefully there. His clothes also looked expensive with hair in a neat bun, but still, Ambar did not recognize them as well as Dara. He himself was so confused why there were foreigners who entered the house he rented for Indi.
"I should ask, once I ask who are you? Why is it here?" Ambar added.
The woman seemed to be approaching the younger woman, it seemed that they were mother and son. Readers will have guessed but we play guess first guess.
"Who are we? Yes, our family has this house, why? Must be you envious neighbors here, huh? Or ... want to minjem money here? I'm sorry, but it's like my rich daughter-in-law will not love me, if she just splurged a lot of money for me and my legitimate son jadu this wife," the bearded lady explained without anyone asking, and the funny thing was that her style was deliberately in arrogant arrogance without knowing who her current interlocutor was.
Dara and Bu Ambar's forehead looked equally wrinkled even now they looked at each other and seemed to hold back a laugh.
"I'm sorry, but .. mommy and adek are sure not the wrong house?" dara asked with her usual tone of voice, meek as she spoke to the older one.
The bearded woman was throbbing, and so was the princess who looked haughty and arrogant.
"No, now my rich daughter-in-law is in my room. End the ritual of the first night with my beautiful son this beautiful," he murmured arrogantly.
Dara was getting confused, so she started talking to the point.
"I'm sorry, Mom but as far as I know who lives here Indi and her mother, Miss Maryam. Then ... Why did you call me son-in-law? Which daughter-in-law? There's only Indi here, Miss Maryam with the baby?" papar Dara's.
The bearded lady rolled her eyes lazily, then walked slowly towards Bu Ambar and Dara who were standing before the door.
"Yes her Indi husband, my daughter-in-law."
"Yes, I'm Mas Fatan's second wife. Wh why? How shocked is that? Never seen a woman as beautiful as me?" ask the young girl who is none other than the diamond while walking downhill and wagging her hair ala model.
"A-what? The second wife?" muttered Dara in disbelief, especially the physical girl who looked like a teenage girl, not suitable for marriage let alone being a second wife.
With wide-spaced eyes Bu Ambar advanced, scanning Intan's face with a look of disdain.
"So you're a laser?"
"So you're talking old grandma!" Intan thrust his index finger in front of Bu Ambar, as if forgetting that he was no longer in a village where his father had influence and almost all pro citizens with his family.
Bu Ambar stared at the forefinger in front of his eyes with a low growl, his face began to harden the sign of his emotions ready to explode.
"You ...."
"What's? You think because I'm old then I'd be afraid of that? It won't! I'm Intan, his favorite daughter Mr. Sukri utomo, the most respected person in the village ....."
Intan hung up her sentence as if she had just realized where she was now, slowly her hands slumped back as well as her beautiful face that had looked ferocious slowly began to soften.
"What's? Why not continue? Just realized where it is now, right? Duh duh, poor young actor." Bu Ambar folded his hands on his chest while laughing disdainfully.
"Hey! Stop saying my son is a liar! You don't know what and not who! Why do you judge people? After all, my son is not an actor like you accuse him! If you have that mouth in school let's not carelessly talk about people!" amuk Bu Sukri defended his son, even his hand which is now raised in place of the diamond index finger accused Bu Ambar.
"Then what's the name of a young woman who wants to marry a married man if not an actor ha? Mistress lady? Or what? After all, since that disrespectful talk was not you? My son and I are here to visit Indi but why are you here? This isn't even your house!" Bu Ambar brushed aside Bu Sukri's index finger from before him violently, until Bu Sukri slipped back because he was not ready with a strong Bu Ambar push.
Bu Sukri's hands seemed clenched in anger, but strangely since they were noisily in front but no other occupants in the house came out. As if not hearing the commotion that occurred on the porch of the house, but the house also can not be said to be large until the noise on the terrace alone can not be heard.
"Go from here! Don't make a fuss in people's homes! The village people!" Intan exclaimed furiously without thinking of the words that were thrown from her mouth.
"Hey! You should have left this house, because this is my son's house!" snapped Bu Ambar made diamond and Bu Sukri was silent for a moment.
"Huh? What did you say just now? Try repeating again?" said Bu Sukri with a tone of voice that was slower than before.
Ms. Ambar smiled skewedly, let's lie a little at least she can evict this disinterested person from the house whose rent was paid by her daughter-in-law.