TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 21. NEWS FROM THE VILLAGE
Dara approached Fatur and brought him into the sling, his head moving to code Fatan to just leave without caring about Fatur's question.
"Mama Ish, did Fatur again ask Papa. Why was his father told to leave" the handsome boy protested, muttering and descending from his mother's arms.
Dara sighed, the attitude of his son this one was indeed more stubborn than him.
"It's noon, smart boy. Papa and Aunt are late for work and college. That's why I told Papa to leave." Dara rubbed her son's hair gently.
"But Fatur wants to know why all the while Papa and Aunt Indi fought, Mama!" refute Fatur dissatisfied.
"Fatur snapped Mama anyway!" exclaims Farah who does not like the way Fatur spoke loudly to the mother.
Dara stroked Farah's back to calm her down, preventing her two children from becoming hostile.
"Papa Sama Aunty Semalem do not fight, they just cook noodles again Darling. Where's fight?" tukas Dara is full of patience.
"The cooking of noodles is rowdy" Fatur wrote.
"What's the horror of what's my darling?" ask Dara again.
Because I haven't seen it since the beginning of last night, Dara was actually curious what happened to her sister and husband before she followed to the kitchen and found they were eating noodles that were not spent at the end of the same.
"Fatur horrors like people falling like that noise, Mama," Fatur explained what he heard last night.
"Maybe it's because Papa and Aunt are not careful cooking the noodles, so it falls. And maybe they don't fight, the voice that Fatur is horrified maybe Papa is the same as Aunt Indi again discussion," explained Dara who felt that Fatur's explanation did not propagate to things to worry about.
Fatur nodded in satisfaction, then got down from the chair to the bathroom.
Farah continues her breakfast, while Dara daydreams.
'May there be nothing like Mas Fatan and Indi, they are brothers-in-law. God willing they must know the limits, I can no longer think macem-macem, ' Inner Dara.
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The day has gone by noon, the heavy rain that flutters has begun to subside even though it is still drizzling.
The twins were busy playing in front of the tv in the company of Dara who was also busy reading the novel in her hands.
Triinngggg
The sound of Dara's cell phone he put on the table. Gegas Dara picked it up and answered it after seeing his mother's name plastered clearly on the screen of his phone.
"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am." Dara put down her novel and put a cell phone in her ear.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Nduk the father of Nduk! The father!" ma'am Maryam's voice on the phone sounded anxious accompanied by a sobbing.
Dara straightened her back quickly, also anxious when she heard her mother's crying voice.
"Mother why, Mom? Father why?" exclaim Dara panicked, to make the twins who were playing releasing their toys and ran closer to his mother.
Fatur and Farah looked at Dara with questionable gazes, but from putting her index finger on the lips. Codes them both to be quiet.
"Father ...dad fell in the bathroom, Nduk. Keep fainting, now you're taking your father to the hospital with a neighbor's car. You go home, Nduk. I'm afraid father why-why," said Miss Maryam increasingly heard sobbing over there.
"Yes, yes, yes. Later Dara call Indi with Mas Fatan first yes, Mom. Let's just go back there together," said Dara while trying to turn off the phone.
But Maryam's voice made her undo the intention.
"Don't! Don't ask your sister to come home, she's on the phone she said she's been busy with her college and side work, don't be bothered let her focus. Fatan also let it be there, the children will have to school you just go home," said Miss Maryam at will.
Dara sighs, since long ago his mother did not want to bother Indi in any way even impressed willing to bother whatever the happy Indi origin. Unlike Dara who must always suspend her own affairs and obey her mother's orders.
"Become! You're a mother, right? Do you want your father why-why if you think too late?" press Miss Maryam when she does not hear the answer from Dara.
"Ah, yes yes, Mom. Dara try to go home as soon as possible," said Dara again succumbed, whether for how many times.
"Good! Remember you yourself. The children also let there with Fatan and Indi, complicated even if you bring it here," said Miss Maryam again.
"Yes, Mom." Dara was tired.
"Mom wait for you tonight, don't be late!" Miss Maryam turned off her phone unilaterally without hearing Dara's answer first.
Dara rubbed her face tired, the synkembar that had been on the left and right side of Dara began to approach out of curiosity.
Dara's anxious face was enough to make the twin duo worried. And to calm him of course by going into his mother's arms.
"Mama don't be sad, Farah will be sad," said Farah as she looked up at her mother.
"Yes, Mama. Don't be sad, tell Fatur who dares to nakalin Mama. Let Fatur teach him a lesson" said Fatur while stroking Dara's cheek.
Dara smiled and kissed her children's eyebrows, permeating the overwhelming affection of the two for her.
"Nobody's naughty, honey. Mama's okay, you guys calm down." Dara rubbed Fatur and Farah's cheeks.
"Keep Mama why sad?" ask critical fatur.
That's how Fatur is, before he gets a satisfactory answer he won't stop asking.
"No, my mom is not sad. Who said mom was sad? It's Mama's smile." Dara developed a sweet smile in front of her two children.
"You don't have to lie to Fatur, Ma. Fatur can see how sad Mama was," urged Fatur again.
"Mama's son is very chatty anyway," murmured Dara while pinching Fatur's cheek.
"So Grandma called, she said Grandpa went to the hospital. That's why Mama was anxious but Mama was not sad," Dara explained.
Fatur seemed to nod repeatedly as well as Farah.
"So we're going back to the village to see Grandpa, huh, Ma?" ask Farah plain.
Her clear and round eyes looked at Dara expectantly.
Dara stroked Farah's long hair while smiling bitterly.
"I'm sorry Mama, but I don't think you can come this time. Mama has to hurry because, after all, you have to go to school. Mama is not long there, promise," said Dara gave understanding.
"Who would we be like if Mama left?" ask Fatur anyway.
"There is Papa and Aunt Indi who take care of you" said Dara.
Fatur snorted and crossed his hands across his chest while shaking loudly.
"Can't Mama, Papa and Aunt sometimes go home. If they haven't come home yet, who's keeping us at home?" fatur Protest.
Dara gasped to realize that what Fatur said had a point.
"Yes, too, who can keep you at home?" muttered Dara confused.
Dara racked her brain to find who she could roughly ask for help to look after her children as long as she was gone.
Suddenly a name flashed in Dara's mind, with the teeth that became his trademark made Dara immediately smile cheerfully because of it.
"Aha, Mama knows. How about the one who takes care of you ...."