TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 2. ARRIVES
Next day.
"Assalamu'alaikum," the voice from outside Dara and Fatan's house.
A familiar voice made Dara immediately run towards the doorway of her house and opened it impatiently.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah finally arrived," said Dara happily while hugging his mother and sister alternately.
Indira, the younger sister of Dara looks
surprised to see the beautiful house of the brother. His eyes traced all the affordable parts of his vision in amazement.
"This is your home, ma'am? The magnitude ... has been like a palace," said Indi full of admiration.
"Well, just know you why the father of the same mother often catch a cold when coming home from nginep here? This is just the outside, try if later entered feel in the refrigerator knows you. Don't forget to prepare your wind oil, Ndi. Let your mother not bother ngerokin every day," licked Miss Maryam teasing her youngest daughter.
Indi who never wanted to if invited to visit Dara's house since long ago can only manyun, because he just found out that the life of his brother who is very dear to him was already equivalent to the lives of the artists he often watched on television.
"Already, already. Come in yuk, rest first mumpung the twins have not returned to school, Mom. If you have come home and know the same aunt here must have been a scene," said Dara while walking in front of her mother and sister.
Indi still pay attention to every part of Dara's house that is very comfortable and slick, just a few steps to set foot in the house has made Indi feel at home. Fortunately it was her own sister's house so she didn't have to fear being evicted despite being tacky.
"Where is the devil, Nduk?" mother Maryam asked after shaking her body on the soft sofa owned by Dara.
Even so with Indi, who soared his body on the expensive sofa. Like a kid getting a new toy.
"Mas Fatan is there, Bu. Again taking office duties in the room, Dara briefly called yes," said Dara as she passed to her room.
While Miss Maryam who began to be annoyed with Indi's beauty began to glare at her youngest child.
"God! Already, later the broken chair you flickering (jump-jump) so," exclaimed Miss Maryam half whispered, wanting to be embarrassed but remember it was the blood of the flesh.
"Sofa Bu, from the time of the baby dinosaurs to lay eggs also this is the name of the sofa. Beda lo Bu," said Indi while still jumping up and down on the soft sofa.
Ms. Maryam only cut down, and chose to drink the cold syrup that Dara had served before.
"Mas" called Dara softly, put her arm around Fatan's neck and whispered softly in her husband's ear.
"What's up, honey?" sahut Fatan is no less soft, one hand raised stroking Dara's cheek while the other hand remains busy struggling with his laptop keyboard.
"It's still busy?" tanya Dara pitched spoiled.
Fatan stopped his activities, then took off Dara's arms and turned the position of his chair.
"Not yet" said Fatan with a big smile and brought Dara into his lap.
It is common for them to be romantic like that, especially if their children are not at home.
Dara again draped her hand to Fatan's neck, in a facing position.
"Your mother and Indi have arrived" said Dara.
The look on Fatan's face did not change, only his sweet smile seemed more alluring in Dara's eyes.
"Oh yeah? Then why are you even making us stay here longer, honey? Isn't mom and Indi waiting?"
Dara pursed her lips, while gently hitting her husband's burly shoulder wrapped in a white T-shirt fitting the body. Scored the torn bread on his stomach successfully.
"What do you mean by wearing this shirt, Mom? Want to show off my precious assets in front of mom and Indi?" ketus Dara while groaning the curves of her husband's stomach that is always intoxicating.
Fatan gave a small laugh until his stomach and shoulders shook.
Dara stood up by throwing his face, although it has often been praised so by Fatan but still it feels still pounding.
"What the hell, Mas. Already there change clothes, we go forward together," said Dara as she passed to the bathroom in her room.
Fatan gave a small laugh as he hurriedly obeyed his wife's words.
"Not yet, my mother?" ask Dara who just came out of the bathroom after washing her face.
"Here we are," said Fatan who was ready with a suit of T-shirts with a picture of a lion and a holster as a substitute for pants.
Dara patted her head, wanting to protest but there was no time left. It was getting late, soon it was time to pick up the twins from school.
Finally they came out together to meet Miss Maryam and Indi who looked bored waiting.
"Yes for a long time, Mom?" greet Fatan while taking the hand of her mother-in-law and kissing her reverence.
Indi who saw the arrival of his brother-in-law quickly improved his seat position that had been intolerant to sit upright, while experiencing Fatan.
"Well, good enough to dream of a scene Nak Fatan," licked Miss Maryam inviting their laughter.
"Well, ma'am, the dream scene will be written and uploaded to the online novel. It's good to buy rice paddies Bu," joked Fatan anyway.
"It's a dream to have a barn house but there are no stairs to go up and down, who wants to read Nak Fatan? Blasphemed by the mother who was there later," kekeh Bu Maryam anyway, as usual when they had met there would be strange jokes that were thrown to invite the laughter of people around him.
"Already Bu ah," said Indi who was not used to seeing his mother familiar with anyone was suddenly familiar with his daughter-in-law, in Indi's mind he was afraid that his mother would become the next viral news as is being talked about by netizens lately.
Though Indi alone did not know that the scenery was common to Dara and Pak Bagyo, their father.
"It's okay, In. God willing, it is safe to be under control," kekeh Dara who seemed to realize his sister's anxiety.
"But Ma'am ...."
"It's okay, it's normal," said Dara again.
Their conversation was exciting, full of jokes and laughter that made the atmosphere very lively. Until the moment Dara accidentally looked towards the large wall clock behind them and was shocked.
"Astaghfirullah, Mom. The twins haven't been picked up yet" Dara exclaimed in surprise to all of them.
"Oh Allah I forgot!" fatan immediately rushed to the room looking for his car keys.
"It's just that Mom because of her," Indi's sigh is still not satisfied with her mother who is considered to make her sister-in-law forget time with their unfaithful chat.
"Rather than you say that you mending mending join Fatan there to pick up your nephews," said Ms. Maryam casually.
"No ah, not delicious," said Indi while glancing at Dara.
"Not good why? Yes there if you want to come, all of you let me know where the twins are at school. So later can help if Mbak same Mas Fatan again not to pick them up," said Dara lightly.
At the same time Fatan who had returned out of the room using a hoodie and long training pants was stopped by Dara.
"Mas, Indi wants to come."
"Buruan," said Fatan turned a glance, then again rushed towards the garage.
Indi did not budge, until he looked at his mother and brother who were also looking at him in wonder.
"Yes yes, Indi is coming. But until your husband is fascinated, I don't get angry, Ma'am,"