TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 211. DON'T KNOW WHAT.

 "Assalamu'alaikum," said Bu Hana as he set foot on the porch of his daughter-in-law's house.

 Susana seemed deserted, probably because it was still daytime and Elis was still working now.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh mom let's go in, Mom." Laila who welcomed Ms. Hana immediately opened the door wider and let her beloved mother-in-law in.

"What's the other day, la?" ma'am asked Hana after putting her carry-on cake on the table, and Laila continued by copying it on the plate.

"Nothing to do anyway, Mom. Again sitting down, do not know also it feels more easily tired body just this end." Laila reviewed a faint smile and invited her mother-in-law to sit back in the front room, facing the television and the burning fan, relaxing for a moment to enjoy life.

"Lots of rest, La. After all, you will also take a temporary leave from teaching, use it to be more relaxed and entertain yourself. Remember the doctor said, a happy heart is the most effective medicine of all drugs," said Bu Hana at length.

 Laila smiled and nodded in understanding.

"Kuenya Mbak Indi is delicious, Mom. It's more delicious than the first time I bought it yesterday" Laila said.

 Ms. Hana nodded while biting a piece of colorful layer cake that tastes good. Not too sweet and comfortable in the mouth.

"So the mother went there only rich merchandise has stayed a little like that, like subscriptions have been more and more. Understand, this child's fortune is certain. It will be horrified that the Fatan goes to prison now," said Ms. Hana could not resist the desire to start gossiping. After all, he thought that only with Laila, it would be okay to gossip too.

(Yes, ma'am, women do not hurt. Especially those who have experienced as mothers yes, ma'am?) - author-heart notes-

"What, Mom? Go to jail? Whyaa?" laila asked with the highest level of curiosity, even her eyes glared with her mouth still busy chewing on the cake.

 Ms. Hana nodded her mantab, happy for the bait to gossip on the sambar quickly.

"Yes, it's a drug case. I'm horrified, la. Moga aja the Halim anakonda did not dare macem macem yes, it's old because it's not strong Mother if until she heard the news of drugs. Hiiiyyyy, with the news that he lost ******just made a scene," Bu Hana chuckles at the child's disgrace to her own daughter-in-law.

 They laughed big together in response to Bu Hana's last words.

"Eh, I'd like someone to ask you a question." Bu Hana shifted her sitting position closer while waving her hand so that Laila could get closer to her.

"What, Mom?"

"Is it true yesterday you told Halim anakonda to buy soto chicken near the city park?"

"Pppffftttttt .. bahahahahhahaha."

 Laila had not been able to answer Laila had laughed first, especially when she remembered how she managed to prank her husband yesterday.

"Heh, surprised." Bu Hana rubbed her chest that felt pounding because of the sound of Laila's laughter that did not use aba aba. It will be that Bu Hana is not ready if there is an impromptu attack that makes the heart spot.

 After her laughter subsided Laila took a bottle of water from the television shelf and drank it to the toilet.

"Mom know if that Mas Halim was actually walking? Gi la is time, right? That's how God says." Laila chuckled at how good her husband was to her, even though she did not see Halim staying true to her wishes which could be said to be unreasonable for no apparent reason.

"Alhamdulillah, you are lucky to have a husband like Halim. Honest and trustworthy, God willing, he will not betray you even if you are far from him," said Bu Hana again enjoy the cake that is still left on her plate.

 Laila nodded. " Yes, mom. Thank goodness."

"And you also have to thank mom, because it's all the result of mother's upbringing all this time" said Ms. Hana again.

 Instantly Laila stretched out her arms and hugged Bu Hana tightly from the side. Do not forget to smell the body of a middle-aged woman who has been considered as the second mother.

"Do you know?" ask Laila again.

 Bu Hana's forehead looked wrinkled. "Know what?"

"Yesterday when I returned home Mas Halim shaped like what?"

"What is it like?" Madam began to be interested.

 Laila gave a smile as she imagined how her husband would look when he came home from giving her chicken soto the other day.

 Laila had chuckled so much that she could not hold back her laughter.

"Guruan yah, people waiting too." Ms. Hana slapped Laila's hand.

"Yes, ma'am.so Mas Halim's time to leave wearing his flip-flops Elis who was already thin, told Laila right. He recalls, uh the time to go home that sandals the soles of his feet already no, Bu. Stay rope dong stuck in the calf Mas Halim, hahahahah."

"Huahahahahahhah," Sambar Bu Hana laughed at his daughter-in-law's words. It was in his mind how to beat Halim at that time, with sandals that were not in the right place.

 Hearing her mother-in-law laughing loudly Laila even more excited to tell a story, with passionate gebu gebu he began to tell the other part as well.

"Keep it, Mom. Pas mas Halim entered apparently his clothes were torn, Mom kanya anyway fell in the gutter because accidentally mengginjek dog tail continues in pursuit. And that smell, Ms. huuuuhhhhh scents got."

"Hahahhahhahhah," the laughter of Bu Hana is still the same as before, even now Halim's adoptive mother holds her stomach so tense because she laughs too much at the story of her son who has never stopped acting random.

"Keep on, Mom.".

"Eh, is there more?" asked Bu Hana who was tired of laughing but still wanted to hear the continuation of Laila's story.

 Lailae nodded then fixed her sitting position facing Bu Hana.

"Pas Laila cobain soto the same iced orange that Mas Halim bought, you know what?"

"Soto is the same ice, it really feels exactly the same rich in the city park, Ms . Means that Mas Halim actually bought it there, right, and the time to go was the same as the old tablets. Salute the same mother's son, can he so for the sake of my wife like yes," muttered Laila who suddenly became feeling inferior. Moreover, it occurred to him that he would find it difficult to give Halim and Bu Hana their dreams, a baby who would be born from his diseased womb.

"What do you mean?" asked Ms. Hana quickly, not wanting the daughter-in-law to look down on herself again because of the verdict the doctor dropped on her.

 " Ah, no. No papa, Ma?" Laila answered, who had caught the ominous gesture from her mother-in-law, who did not like it every time she began to humble herself.

 After a moment of silence enjoying the television broadcast, Bu Hana again asked Laila.

"La, what makes you want to do that to Halim? Until you ask him to buy chicken soto far away on foot to the city park, but can you order gopud?"

 Laila took a deep breath, faced Bu Hana again and looked at her with a pushy look.

"Karna Laila .. want to fret the taste of a husband when cravings, Mom."

****

 Meanwhile.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Dara who was at noon to visit Indi's house, with an umbrella that protected her body from the sunburn Dara undaunted stepped there with her big belly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, my goodness Dara. Just been playing here a long time?" greet Ms. Maryam warmly, while leading Dara to sit on the living room sofa and turn on the fan for her.

"Not bother, Mom. Where's indi?" ask Dara while fixing her uncomfortable sitting position.

"Ah, don't bother. You're pregnant again, must be a sultry walk from your home here just use an umbrella. Why don't you ask Zaki to come?" ask Miss Maryam without pause.

"No papa, ma'am all sports. After all Mas Zaki can work anywhere between," Dara joked with his typical laughter that spread happiness.

"Oooh, yes yes already. Indi is behind, again wash the used cake box of the sale, for a while I call first."

 Dara nodded, and Maryam passed into the kitchen.

 It didn't take long before Miss Maryam came back to the front to meet Dara with a tray containing cold drinks in her hands.

"Oh my goodness, Miss Dara?. Long time no play here, Ma'am?" Indi welcomed her sister with a short hug and also kisses on her right and left cheeks.

"Yes, lately it's been a bit troublesome, In. You're the same mother how are you? What about dedek too? When to get in qiqakan?" cecar Dara with questions that perpendubi.

 Indeed, problems that some time ago befell Dara including the problem of Bu Zaenab who ran away from home carrying his money as much as five million really make him run out of energy. Even now the problem is not finished because Bu Zaenab has not been found. Though Zaki and Dara had agreed to take the money that Bu Zaenab brought for him only Mr. Jamal did not accept and now instead asked the police to help find his wife by making a report missing persons.

"It seems .. for aqiqah only later, Ma'am. Indi ... has not had the money, this is still a little business of trading profits," said Indi slowly, while glancing at Bu Maryam who smiled bitterly.

 "Yes, Dara. Later, the condition is not yet fit to make aqiqahan." Miss Maryam chimed.

Dara inhaled the air greedily, because the baby in her stomach suddenly kicked quite strong until it felt like Dara's heart was also headed. Hehe

"Then what if the event aqiqahya the grandpa with the same seven-monthly event Dara aja, Mom? All in Adain at Dara's house. Later mother and Indi help help there alone for the egg aqiqahnya, cost problems and others insyaallah already Dara think."

 Miss Maryam and Indi looked at each other, from the look in her eyes Dara knew they agreed but there was still something stuck to make Miss Maryam and Indi immediately agreed.

"How, Ma? In's? If mom and Indi agree to the preparation we can start tomorrow, so the show can be live the day after tomorrow. For our consumption of catering messages that are concise so do not waste time, how? Yes you want?" Persuade Dara half force actually..

 Dara pityed the innocent baby Indi who until the age of almost three months had not visited in aqiqahkan and given a name. As a brother of course Dara could not bear his nephew in such conditions while he was excessive in terms of financial and able to help.

"How, Ma?" tanya Indi bestows all on the mother who now also seems to be busy thinking.

 Miss Maryam sighed. "Mother really wants to, Dara .. but what about your husband and in-laws? You know they don't like us?"

 Dara shook her head quickly with a perculum smile on her thin lips. "Here, mom and Indi don't need to think about it. Now the point is that mother and Indi agree that's all, yes, Mas Zaki and mother's business let Dara's business persuade them. God willing Dara is sure they can too."

 Indi and Bu Maryam finally resigned with Dara's decision, but also tucked gratitude in his heart for having a brother as good as Dara. Moreover, it feels like he will never thank Dara enough for everything he has done for her. Even if possible, Indi wants to spend all his life apologizing to Dara for ever being the cause of the destruction of his household.

 Before long there was the sound of baby Indi crying from the room, Miss Maryam nimbly ran to the room and soon returned with the beautiful baby in her cradle.

"It's thirsty, in. Earlier, the mother checked her diaper was still dry" said Ms. Maryam while giving the baby into Indi's arms.

 Indi immediately breastfed her baby, lovingly with a full gaze of Dara.

"Oh yes, Dara. You're still a long time, aren't you? That's behind earlier mom again want to make Pudding, you wait a minute huh. I'll finish it for you to take home" said Miss Maryam.

 "Not bother, Mom. Dara's not good," refused Dara.

 But Miss Maryam did not accept any rejection. He insisted on making pudding for his very kind-hearted foster son.

"Just wait here, if until you stay home before the pudding so mom does not want to go to your house again until anytime," threatened Miss Maryam made Dara want to not finally obey her orders.

After Miss Maryam, Indi immediately shifted her sitting position to be closer to Dara. Dara who realized the change in the face of her adopted sister immediately understood that there was something she wanted to convey by India.

"Why, in?" shoot directly.

 "Mbak" whispered Indi in a soft voice. "Actually someone wants Indi to say the same Ma'am. And only Mbak is the only one who can nolong Indi now, Mbak."