TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 205. TWO STORIES

 It had been days since they came home from the hospital that time, Laila was still gloomy and always locked herself in a room.

 Not wanting to eat, not going to teach to school even just to improve in his home was sometimes not he did. His mind was shaken, the day he filled with crying and sometimes talking to himself. It was like a person who had disturbed his soul.

"Sir, we eat yuk first. Elis had bought a cake in the top complex earlier for Ma'am," persuaded Elis somehow to the number of times that morning, the next morning, but Laila was still unmoved she stayed in place while staring out the window where the flowering mango tree in the wind blew up her flowers flying.

 Elis let out a heavy sigh, the quiet atmosphere made him even more uncomfortable. Usually there will be a cheerful voice Laila who accompanies him at this time. When Halim was on duty at the puskesmas and Bu Hana was going out for his business.

"Bak, when will you like this? It's been days, Ma'am. Elis is tired if Mbak is still like this. Don't you feel sorry for Mas Halim and Bu Hana? They're worried too, Ma'am see the condition of Mbak now, "lissy Elis who has run out of ways to make Laila regain her confidence.

 Laila flinched, lifted her head from the pedestal of her hand and looked at Elis with her adorable eyes.

"Aren't you working?" the question is only a whisper.

 Elis shakes. "No, Ma'am today Mbak Dara brought children to the Opanya house. So Elis's off."

 Laila smiled bitterly, especially when Elis had just mentioned the word child child as if something was electrocuted in his heart considering that he might not be able to have children until anytime. Laila lowered her head, resting her head between her knees, her shoulders shaking.

 I don't know how many times he's cursed himself, for a fate he never asked for. The fate that made him want to end it all and go with the deceased to his two parents into the afterlife.

"Mbak, stop. Elis please don't keep this up, have mercy on us Ma'am we are also tired of thinking about Mbak who continues this way." Elis grew impatient and he subconsciously raised his tone in front of Laila.

 Laila stopped, raised her head and looked at Elis fixedly. His eyes were wet he wiped away quickly.

"What's that big of a bitch, Lis?" tanyanya mean.

 Elis fell silent, biting his lips and throwing his gaze away in another direction.

"Stop blaming yourself from now on, live as you normally would before all these problems. Ma'am just in a difficult verdict, does not mean the opportunity to have a child is lost at all right? As long as women still have a uterus, the opportunity to have a child is still there," said Elis who somehow got the courage from where able to advise Laila.

. Everything he did was not because he was upset or really tired of Laila's childish attitude, but simply because he loved his cousin very much, he does not want the brother continues to fall into problems that he does not want as well.

"Don't know you're right, Lis. I don't know why it feels like all this is wrong. The mother who is not very adorable gives children to Mas Halim and mother, although Mbak does not want this but still the reality is this right? Everyone would also compactly blame Mbak after knowing this true reality."

 Laila still looked beaten, not to mention the clear circle fell back into the smooth cheeks yes that looked drained unkempt. Elis could not bear, his heart hurt to see Laila in that condition.

Grebs

 Elis hugged Laila tightly, spilling her all the weeping and tightness she had been hiding. He was also sad, he was heartbroken by what happened to Laila. But what can he do? Against a destiny that God has laid out? Even if he could, he would do it for Laila's happiness.

 Satisfied with spilling all the weight of feeling on her chest, Elis broke her embrace. In his eyes, the sad eyes that used to always be radiant with adhesiveness.

"Yes, Ma'am . Stop being sad, and promise after this you will return the spirit to live your life. Elis will help to find a good herbal pregnancy program for Ma'am. We will keep trying until you can get a line of two" muttered Elis who promised himself will be wholehearted and powerful to help Laila achieve her dream of becoming a mother.

 With a full day, Laila nodded. Although not entirely sure how to live his days like before but at least he will try not to be too handsome slumped in front of the crowd. That would only make people gossip badly about him and his family.

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"Where did you buy the cake, Lis?" asked Laila who looked fresher after taking a shower and cleaned herself first.

 Elis smiled faintly seeing that finally the elder brother wanted to leave the room and start talking as usual.

"Above, Ma'am. That's what sold his sister Mbak Dara, Mbak Indi he came home here. She said there was a problem with her husband and the same thing with Mbak Dara in her former home, Bu Leha, it was." Elis explains what he knows to Laila, so that Laila also knows what is going on around her residence.

 Laila looked mangosteen without wanting to hear any further, but she also did not know Indi. What's more, now the problem itself is big for what else he finds out the problems of others who might be compared will not be as large as the burden he bears at this time.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said someone from outside the door of the house, Elis did deliberately close the door of his house because he did not want Laila disturbed by their neighbors who sometimes kepo with their affairs.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Elis while turning off the stove he was using to cook instant noodles and rushing forward.

"Eh, mother? Tumben in the morning already here Mom? Elis thought she was going out" said Elis after opening the door and found Ms. Hana standing there with a plastic bag in her hand.

 Elis let Ms. Hannah in and stepped into the kitchen, where Laila was.

"Yes, mom's gone bad where she is today. So yes mending at home ajalah same you guys, watch drakor together or make food what is it, right?" kekeh Bu Hana then shook his body on the dining table chair.

"Yes, Mom. It fits that well, it just so happens that Laila's mom also wants to get out of this room." Elis came back to the stove and continued cooking instant fried noodles for their breakfast menu.

"Thank God, you're finally going out, son. You know how anxious we have been all this time to see us sad continue," said Ms. Hana stroked Laila's arms that looked down, feeling guilty because it had made people around her anxious.

 Ms. Hana flicked her hand in the air, then brought a plastic bag closer to Laila.

"Have not thought about it already, try this you see what mom brought."

 Laila's forehead looked wrinkled, but not careless in the notya also the package that Bu Hana brought earlier.

 "What is this, Mom? Young dates?"

 Bu Hana nodded with a big smile. "Yes, it's great for a pregnancy program. What's wrong if we try first, right?"

 Laila's eyes suddenly condensed, it was unexpected that this mother-in-law who so wanted a grandchild could be so patient and sincere to help her live everything together. And do not necessarily blame him because here he has problems with his womb.

 Laila suddenly rushed into the arms of Bu Hana, no words spoken other than the expression of gratitude that she kept echoing in her heart because it had been given by the family who continued to support her under any circumstances.

 Even after knowing his true condition, none of them blasphemed or insulted him. Even as if shoulder to shoulder to make it heal and can get pregnant soon.

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Meanwhile.

"What are you doing today, In?" ask one of the neighbors of the Indian house named Bu Sondang, one of the mothers of the julid gang who is now a regular customer cake and breakfast Indi named "breakfast stall ACTOR".

 Indi deliberately gave this name because people in the housing complex already knew about him and his past. But instead of being embarrassed and feeling inferior, Indi actually made all of it as a stepping stone for his business to be known.

"Ordinary rich, Miss son. Here in the first pick, talking about the tumben Bu son himself? Where are the others?" ask Indi while stirring the rice sitting in the flask so as not to stick to each other.

 Ms. Sondang approached with a sour face, probably because last night her husband went to work at night and had not come home yet. Whereas last night was Friday night, the time for the ritual began, uh.

"Not waking up, you know last night Friday night. Yes definitely still molesor lah this hour, I am the only one who does not wong husband can night shift. Sebel really I will be," ketus Bu Sondang while plucking a pandanus sponge and chew it like eating lizard meat.

. Indi smiled a little, since the stall uses the name of the actor is indeed the headquarters of the mother of the julid's mother flatly moved into his place if this morning. And lucky again, they will buy in quantities not less than ten thousand, the wives of all the rich.

And strangely again, after sharing the story with the mother's mother. They turned out to be no longer julid, even concerned with the fate of Indi in duakan after giving birth but there are also those who still say that it is karma for Indi in the light of light, said, but Indi did not reply and just justified the opinion. Because ... yes it could be so, right?.

"Eh, is there Sondang? Alone, Mom?" greet Miss Maryam who just came out of the house after bathing and dressing her grandson who now looks beautiful with a pink baby dress and a small ribbon that adorns her little head.

"Eh, Miss mar. Yes, the mother of another mother is still molested. Ordinary ... had fought last night, I was the only one who did not get rations last night," said Bu Sondang even ventured.

 Miss Maryam chuckled lightly while looking at Indi who was also smiling a little.

"Bu Sondang just one night just can not ration already urinating. How am I, Mom?" kekeh Indi joked.

 Ms. Sondang bought it, then a second later laughed loosely.

"Hahaha if you are reasonable, wong your husband is already in gondol kalong. How do you want to get rations, the rations are already in for two, eh or even in for three equal mothers all of you? That Mondo fatan doesn't look at his age." Bu Sondang chuckled amusedly while holding his stomach that felt tense.

 Indi laughed amusedly, not feeling offended at all by the words said Bu Sondang who was flippant and impressed insulting. Because he knows all the members of the julid gang is indeed the language like that, honestly what is even sometimes painful. But the average mother is actually a good hearted mother and does not hesitate to help her fellow members.

"Yes too, ma'am hahahah. Just how is it? Niesel's late too, ma'am. So yes, accept my fate mah," kekeh Indi again not affected at all.

 They laughed freely together, before finally some members of the mother's mother julid began to arrive with the same flat face, pillow face and fatigue with characteristic dark circles under his eyes indicate that they lack sleep.

"Whoooaaalllh, last night's pantes were like an earthquake. Apparently most of the residents of this complex in the war apparently," said Bu Sondang to his friend who had just arrived.

"Whisper, say I envy who is a widow, right?" reply one of Indi's new mother named Bu Ratna, a beautiful woman who always wears a gold bracelet as big as a pelekan chili anywhere, where, understand her husband councilor so it's easy for her to buy luxury goods so. But denger denger, this Miss Ratna is a subscription for her friends to owe.

 Ms. Sondang melengos, but still even though it seems to be mutually insinuated but the sense of solidarity of the mother of this julid can be fought. Poor one, missing all meaning hahahha. Kidding, heheh.

"Yes, tired it felt last night until dawn was not in love with my husband. Understandably tomorrow already want to go to Lampung, review the project there. So make provisions, he said," timpal mother haired sebahu with makeup style stray Korean artist that Indi know named Nining, her husband a contractor whose salary yes ... ask yourself is the same who has a salary, wong I just do not know.

 Ms. Sondang is getting windy, though, moreover, remember last night she had been wearing new night office clothes that she bought online expensive but even in the live cooperation of her husband who is a building supervisor in the city. - what buildings will the author look for first yes, hehe---

 Just now Bu Sondang's lips were open to reply to his friend's words, because the cry shook them all especially Indi whose eyes were rounded wide to see someone who was now not far from the position of the stall.

"Remember, please ...."

*Well Lo? Who is I guess?. Find the answer in the episode tomorrow huh heheh. Do not forget to vote so that this story can continue, because your support is very much in wait for this new author. I love yuuu all