TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 186. FLASHBACKS.
* Who asked why Fatan and diamond can get married also arrived can go to the house of Indi, we flashback first yuk.
*Flashbackwas.
At the house of Mr. Sukri.
"I don't want to know, sir. Intan should marry the Fatan, did you forget? His parents had promised to marry them when they grew up, and then the land that we have been taking care of will officially be ours, not just take care of the tok and the money saved to their savings on behalf of Fatan," said Bu Sukri while sitting cross-legged in front of her husband who was enjoying his morning coffee at that time.
Mr. Sukri sighed heavily, not only this time Bu Sukri again discussed this. Hard-headed so big to marry his son with Fatan, because the land and inheritance of Fatan's parents who had been taken care of and worked by her husband.
"Sir! Speaking dong! Don't just shut up, every mother discussed this problem you must be immediately silent. Why the hell, sir? You don't support me, do you want me to? After all we will also enjoy the results," snorted Bu Sukri upset.
Mr. Sukri first sipped his coffee before finally chiming in the words of his wife who since Fatan returned always excited to marry him to diamond, their only daughter.
"You know, Miss Ne, that Fatan is married. Twice more, is it still appropriate for him to be with our daughter who is still just the first time he wants to climb the scope of the household? There are still many other men who are still bachelor and well-established rather than Fatan, Mom. Try to think again good."
Bu Sukri did not understand instead throw a nyalang look at her husband.
"But the most inherited land in this village is only Fatan, sir. He alone who bo doh can not know because all this time his legacy is taken care of with you, even we can live like this also because in the past Mas Cipto entrusted the land for us to work on and we take the result. Would Fatan come to his senses and take all that away from us? Where do you want to eat from? Where else do we live, sir? Try to think it's a long one, don't just have a wife who since yesterday was your consideration." Again Bu Sukri insisted on his wishes.
Mr. Sukri sighed heavily, absolutely everything his wife said. All the treasures they could obtain during this time were the result of cultivating the Fatan inheritance that had been with them all along, but Fatan they did not tell because of a message from his late parents who wanted a son-in-law who did not look at Fatan from the treasure. But until now Bu Sukri forbade Pak Sukri to tell the truth to Fatan about the amount of land he inherited from him, because he wanted to tie Fatan first with his son so that they could more freely participate in controlling the land.
What was told to Fatan was only two hectares of land in the form of rice fields and cassava gardens located not so far from their homes. In addition, there are many more that are hidden by Bu Sukri.
"Are you sure the diamonds will, Mom?" asked Mr. Sukri softened, because there is no point in debating his famous and opinionated content.
Ms. Sukri commented with a smile, she knew that even this time her husband would not be able to refute her wishes.
"Will, sir. Wong diamond has loved Fatan for a long time now, you just don't know."
Bu Sukri took her husband to the terrace, where it appeared that Mr. Sukri was putting boots on his feet.
"But later, don't forget to tell Fatan about the rest of his legacy that still exists with us, Mom. You do not want to be zolim by taking his rights any longer," advised Mr. Sukri while wearing a crisp on his feet to make it easier to get into boots.
"Yes, yes, sir. I am calm if the matter is mah, leave everything the same mother let the mother who is regular, the father just accept clean which is important the father has agreed Fatan married the same diamond.". Bu Sukri smirked in satisfaction.
After that Mr. Sukri got up and extended his hand to Bu Sukri to say goodbye.
"Yes, you go first, assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Bu Sukri accompanied Pak Sukri's step towards the butut motorcycle he used to use to go to the garden, looking at the plants that he had been planting on the land of Fatan's parents who had died.
After the passing of Pak Sukri, Bu Sukri went into their room, opened the closet and issued several land certificates that belonged to Fatan, even the name on the certificate is the name Fatan because it has been taken care of his late parents since before they died first.
"Huh, it's good to give it all away. All this time we will take care of the land yes at least is a part for us. The time all want to be loved by Fatan, yes the loss so far ngurus it land hectares. Good thing in any other yes let me also still get a part?" cetus Bu Sukri while turning his brain to find the best way to take over the land that is not his right.
"Ah yes, I just sell one of the land that is the farthest location. It is impossible for anyone to be aware of the certificate wong just this much, surely the father will also not realize if missing one. Ogah once I turn poor again like first if all this land returned to the hands of Fatan, surely later he will be enjoyed alone with his wife and father-in-law who kere, it is, how could he remember the same us who've been taking care of the land."
Bu Sukri began to sort out the certificate, looking for the one that was located the farthest from their village.
Indeed, in the past Bu Sukri and Pak Sukri were only small farmers who worked in the fields owned by the late Pak Cipto, his father Fatan as a planting worker and harvest rice and fruits in his garden. Their lives are poor, especially not yet gifted children until the age of marriage above five years, that is also why Bu Sukri often helps Pak Sukri in the garden because he did not expect to have children again.
Over time, the work of Pak Sukri and Bu Sukri who are always satisfying and honest makes Mr. Cipto sympathize with them. To entrust a piece of land for them to work on, and the results to prosper their lives. Until finally after their only child, Fatan, went to the city to wander, Mr. Cipto without hesitation entrust all the inheritance of his land to Fatan to the family of Pak Sukri who at that time had just adopted the children he found around the plantation owned by Pak Cipto which they worked and they tanami bananas.
At that time they were very happy, to receive the trust from Mr. Cipto without a second thought, but until now it was greed that controlled everything.
"After this land sold, just force Fatan to marry diamond. Whatever the way," muttered Bu Sukri with a certificate in his hand.