TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 200.
* Yeeeyyy already 200 episodes aja nih\, how about to celebrate we give a lot of karma to Fatan? I've been living this life like that.
Okay, continue.
" We ... leave your house because of your dishonesty about your work and your relationship with Intan and his family. You are not decisive from the beginning until we choose to calm down here. But not yet had this calm heart thought to take a stand, you came again with the child does not know yourself as your wife. Do you know how hurt we were at the news? And now, we've decided to never go back to your house again, please enjoy it all and divorce my son. I'm not gonna leave my son in honey."
Blleeegggaaarrrrrr
Bak was struck by lightning in broad daylight Fatan heard the last words of Miss Maryam, his heart crumbled wanting it to feel like he did not trust his own hearing. But what is the power of everything is real, but if you can choose to want Fatan to make all this just a dream, and when awakened all will return to normal as before.
"T-no, this ... this is impossible," tweeted Fatan as he held his chest that felt thumping.
At the distraction of his gaze on Indi, the woman who had now finished breastfeeding her baby looked flat, as if what her mother said was the same will as well.
Tests
A single tear fell on Fatan's cheek, his chest growing increasingly claustrophobic at the parting he never wanted present before his eyes. His world seemed to spin, Fatan did not even remember what happened before this. A touch on his arm roused him from his shock.
Greb.
"Go, Fatan. Do not make us continue to suffer because of your actions," said Miss Maryam with a trembling voice, as if the old woman was holding back her cries with all her might.
Fatan finally succumbed to his heart, he stood up straight again facing Miss Maryam with eyes wet with water.
"I'm going, Mom. But before that, let me .. hug my daughter first, I miss it a lot, Mom."
Miss Maryam was finally unable to hold back the tears that had been in her custody since, as strong as she was but she was still a woman and mother who felt very soft. He also could not bear if he had to separate a father with his son even though maybe the child did not understand it.
Not getting an answer from Miss Maryam, Fatan turned to Indi. Had seen by him that the woman who is still officially his wife was crying secretly.
" In, can you hug our son?" he asked in a voice that also shook as it held back the crying.
Indi is not strong, in the end his tears were spilled anyway. But he strengthened his heart and himself in order to resist succumbing to the wishes of Fatan. It's enough, now she must be able to be selfish just a little for her sanity in the future.for a bright future that she must prepare for her baby later.
Fatan stepped forward, approached Indi and stretched out his hand to ask the baby in Indi's sling who was currently opening her eyes and looking at Fatan with her clear and beautiful eyeballs. Even the color of his pupils was the same as Fatan, making Fatan unable to bear to not kiss his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Papa, son. Forgive Papa," said Fatan as he continued to shower the tiny, soft face with a light kiss.
The beautiful baby looked completely unperturbed, even he blinked his eyes a few times as Fatan looked at him fixedly.
"Well good with Mama yes, later Papa comes again jengukin dedek." Fatan dropped a very long gentle kiss on the little boy's forehead, and it was as if he knew the baby raised his tiny hand and touched Fatan's facial skin.
Fatan lifted his face, smiling broadly at the little baby in his arms, who could somehow be hugged tightly again like this. In his gaze every inch of the baby's face for him to remember in the memory of his brain, he hopes to be able to live together again with his wife and child after this. I hope this storm passes quickly. (If the reader wants but yes, Tan if they are happy you are suffering what can be done, haha)
"Papa say goodbye, son. May we meet again soon, one who must be grandpa know Papa too dear to both grandpa and also Mama." Fatah threw a gaze at Indi who was apparently also looking at him, immediately Indi lowered his head and threw his gaze in the other direction.
After handing his little baby back into the arms of the indi, Fatan immediately said goodbye and did not forget to kiss the hands of his mother-in-law with reverence. After that, he turned his head once more towards the baby who was also staring at him, and continued his steps with a heavy heart to leave the house.
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Dusk has arrived, Fatan is still walking indeterminate direction on the edge of the highway. The occasional glare from the car's floodlights hit his face, making him have to raise his hand to protect his glare-eye eyes.
"Where should I go? This is how if the poor people, want to ask for help to and fro, surely no one will help. To the house the family did not have, to the house the wife was expelled. What is fate?" fatan grumbled while continuing to move indeterminate directions.
Until his feet climbed into a courtyard shop that looked quite clean and closed, not many vehicles passing in front there made the place quite comfortable if only to rest for a moment. Relieving tired after almost half a day just spent on foot aimlessly.
"Rest here first, quite not so visible people and do not get wind as well," muttered Fatan while looking for something that if it can be made a seat by him.
Some used cardboard fruit that is lying in the corner of the shop yard is his choice, taken and arranged in such a way as to become a comfortable place to unwind --a-style bums-meaning--
While staring from a distance the vehicle passing by in front of there , Fatan pondered his fate that arrived to be very unlucky just worse strayed like this after marrying Intan.
"It seems like the saying different wives of different windfalls is true huh?" fatan muttered while pulling a bitter smile on his face, imagined the time is still married to Dara and given a very decent life until he forgot what it feels like to starve and lack, and to have nothing, until he was with Indi who despite his lack but still can eat, until now he is with Intan who will not eat a single sheet of money he does not have. How sad the fate of Fatan, to regret was too late now.
Fatan slouched his face between his knees, permeating all the greatest regrets ever in his life, betraying Dara.