TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 24. JUSTIFY ALL MEANS
Surprised, Fatan and Indi spring to take their scattered clothes and wear them even though they are not so neat.
"Fatan sir, sir!" exclaimed Elis again still continues to bang on the door of Fatan's room.
Indi who still had trouble putting on his clothes began to grumble because he did not like the cry of Elis.
"Based on a useless maid, no manners! It could be his boss's room in the bushes!" indi's Omel.
Once they were ready Fatan just opened the door in panic.
"What's wrong? Why children?" he panicked as he ran towards the twins' room along with Elis.
While Indi seemed relaxed and even sauntered towards the kitchen, not wanting to bother even a little with the condition of his nephews.
"I have woken up many times, sir. But no one responded, if really just sleeping is not possible until the rich are unconscious so right, sir?" lang Elis was worried.
They reached the room of the twins, and sure enough to look both drooped weak because it had been awakened by Elis even to shake his body.
"Astaghfiullah!" Fatan ran over Fatur's limp body and shook it while calling his name, but neither Fatur nor Farah responded as Elis said.
"Print the doctor, sir. Fear there's nothing with the kids." Elis held Farah in his arms.
From his face is very obvious to worry about the condition of the twins. Much different from Indi who is now just standing relaxed while holding a can of soda in front of the door.
Fatan immediately stood up to go to his room to pick up a cell phone to call the doctor, but deftly Indi held his hand to make Fatan's movement stop.
"Deliver In! You don't see kids passing out like that? What if there's nothing like them?" hardik Fatan who has been mastered his own misgivings.
Indi reviewed a thin smile. "No need to worry, Mom. They're so because I gave them sleeping pills, they'll soon wake up."
"A ... what?" surprised Fatan did not expect.
Elis. "What Ma'am? Sleeping pills? This little boy already gives sleeping pills? Mbak's brain in the chicel huh, Mommy? That's a real danger to them, ma'am!"
"Heh maid! If you have a mouth on guard! Be careful when talking, besides they are my nephew who likes me dong want to love them what. After all yes, our own fault came later I am tired of taking care of them. So don't mistake me dong if I give you sleeping pills." Indi breezed away while holding Fatan's hand.
Fatan brushed off Indi's handrails.
"You're crazy, right? You want to kill the kids?" snarl.
Indi sighed tiredly, then turned towards the sofa and threw his body there.
"Udahlah, Mommy. Do not need to be big, besides I also give the medicine a little. Most immediately they wake up, too" said Indi relaxed.
"But that's not the way, In! Can you sleepin they are rich, why should be given sleeping pills anyway? If Dara knows how?" Fatan ruffled his hair in frustration.
Indi stood up and walked over to Fatan, stroking his chin without any shame at all. While Fatan himself somehow since when began pounding when adjacent to Indi. Wrong taste, they realize but not trying to pull over actually widen the screen to sail together.
"Mbak Dara will not know, if no one tells you. And as long as he's gone, you're mine, Mas Fatan."
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In the village, Dara had just arrived at the hospital where Pak Bagyo was treated.
"Mom, Dara's in front of this loni. Which room is your father?" ask Dara over the phone to Miss Maryam.
"After I pick you up," said Miss Maryam and immediately turned off her phone connection unilaterally.
Dara put her phone back in the handbag she was carrying, then walked to the sink there and washed her dusty face.
"Do you think I don't feel good?" muttered Dara alone.
"Ah, at most I feel, may there be nothing, O God." Dara wiped her face with the handkerchief she was carrying on by sending a short message to her husband that she had reached her destination safely.
"You were a long time ago, Nduk? I have been watching you from that moment. He said to leave from earlier, how did he just get there?"
Dara sighs, this is what sometimes makes him reluctant to go back to the village to meet his mother. It was always just a scolding that he would find, very different from Indi who would be welcomed like welcoming the princess.
"Street's broken, ma'am. That's why the car can't trip," explained Dara trying to be patient.
"Huh, what a reason you are." Miss Maryam walks ahead of Dara to Mr. Bagyo's ward.
"What does the doctor say about your condition, Mom? You're all right, right?" ask Dara curiously.
Ms. Maryam only glanced over and resumed her steps.
"You see for yourself" he said indifferently.
Dara still held her emotions so as not to explode, however Miss Maryam is the person who has cared for her even though not since childhood.
Miss Maryam opened the door of a nursery, and it appeared that Mr. Bagyo was lying weakly with an infusion hose in his hand. His eyes were closed with pale lips.
"O God the father!" scream Dara while running hugging the weak body of his father.
Dara cried as much as she could over Pak Bagyo's chest, until a rough hand touched the surface of her hijab.
"You're home, Nduk?" ask Mr. Bagyo lirih.
Dara took Pak Bagyo's hand and placed it on his cheek while nodding faintly. How much love he has for Mr. Bagyo who has always devoted all his affection to him.
"Father cepet healed yes, Dara here will take care of the father," Isak Dara did not have the heart to see the condition of his father.
Mr. Bagyo seemed to force his smile, though limp but his hand moved rubbing tears on Dara's cheek gently.
"Father is not papa, just soy sauce. That's why the lemes kept falling," explained Mr. Bagyo to calm Dara.
Miss Maryam immediately interjected, "yes obviously fell, wong your father rarely ate. At home there is no food because the father does not work, so there is no money to buy food."
Dara looked over with a deep frown.
"Didn't Dara Sama Mas Fatan often send money to father and mother?" ask Dara wonder.
Mr. Bagyo closed his eyes while sighing softly, while Ms. Maryam looked up while folding both hands on the chest.
"It's not enough, Nduk. You know for yourself now anything expensive, not to mention yesterday for the cost of preparing the Indian to go to college. Yeah, the money's up, "go to Miss Maryam again.
"But ...."
"Udah, now you want to buy food for mom and dad. From now on you have not eaten because the money runs out to pay the hospital," said Maryam did not want to hear the words of Dara.
"Cok pay? You have BPJS, Mom." Dara got up about to approach Miss Maryam but her hand was immediately held by Mr. Bagyo.
Dara looked at her father who seemed to be shaking weakly on the bed.
"You're not stingy, Nduk. Inget who has made you a kayak now! And don't forget who has made your degree rise by marrying Fatan!" ms. Maryam's insinuations began to be emotional.
"Already, Mom. Already!" said Mr. Bagyo hardened his voice even though it still sounded weak.
"No, Sir. Dara has begun to dare to fight Mother, let me open all what we have been covering just because thinking about her future." Miss Maryam has a waist.
Mr. Bagyo looked panicked, his hands flailing to hold Ms. Maryam even though the distance was far away.
"J .. Don't be reckless with you, ma'am."
"What, Mom? What have you been covering up from Dara?"