TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 243. THE STORY OF INTAN 2.
"My mom and dad are gone, ma'am. It makes me feel that everything in this world no longer has meaning, what does it mean to live if I live alone? It would be better if I asked sincerely from all the people I have hurt, who knows when life will end right? Like my father's sudden departure yesterday ...." Intan hung his words, the clear water seemed ready to slide down from his eyes. His lips began to tremble.
Indi could no longer hear the grievances of the girl who was still in her honeymoon status, on the basis of humanity in Intan's embrace tightly. Well, besides her and her mother now, where else would the girl go home?. Fatan is still in prison, and maybe after this Indi will deliver Intan to meet him. As for how the future Indi has not thought about it, let later everything will flow as it is.
"When exactly did Mr Sukri die, Tan?" asked Miss Maryam who had been silent since then but apparently also listened to the conversation between diamond and Indi, and now the old eye was even crying too.
Intan is still as excited, but as much as possible he tries to answer Miss Maryam's question.
"Around, one week ago Mom. At that time the father said he wanted to go to his grave the deceased Pakde Suryo, but from the morning did not go home, he said, anyway, I was looking at Mr. Kardi's house but he said he was not there and had not been there at all that day. Because was was was and panicked finally I asked Mr. Kardi to check into the cemetery, and there .. apparently, father ... father is already not on the navel pakde Suryo." Intan again sobbed Isak, his shoulder was shaken by a great shake because of a cry that could not be contained anymore.
Not the heart, Miss Maryam also came closer after previously taking drinking water for diamonds to be calmer.
"Yes be patient, nduk. Just pray that your late father is received on his side, mother witnesses that your father is a good person. The sincere yes, the strong." Miss Maryam tried to encourage Intan.
Intan nodded weakly in his sobbing, after a while and Intan began to calm down Indi also drove him to a back room that was not used because he and his mother and Inara slept in one room together.
"You rest first here, yes, later in the afternoon we go to Mas Fatan's place," said Indi flat on the doorstep of the room that will be in Intan.
Intan again nodded weakly, it seemed like all his energy had been drained when crying earlier.
After Indi closed the room door, Intan went up to the mattress and laid down his body which was very tired.
"Sir, Ma'am."
After conveying his longing to the wind, Intan began to close his eyes. Entering dreamland hoping to be able to meet two parents who have been sincerely taking care of him since the baby was in the dreamland. A drop of tears fell on the pillow covered by Intan, as longing to bite that gnawed at his heart.
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~ sometimes, life is never fair to us. Hope to meet with happiness and despair even unfortunate and failed who come.
Honey, everything can't be decided. Walking on a destiny that has been rooted in human life.
But, do we deserve to curse when all that comes is not in accordance with our wishes?
Do we not remember the wrath of the Power? Until sometimes, too careless to challenge His Greatness?.
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Dara was breastfeeding her baby when Ambar arrived to enter her room with a face that could not be interpreted.
"What's up, Bun?" dara asked in wonder, especially her mother-in-law who was usually always graceful and cheerful now looked like she was not calm.
"You don't know yet?" bu Ambar said, asking.
Dara's forehead suddenly frowned. "Know what, Bun? Mama hasn't told me yet."
"That, next to Bu Zaenab," whispered Bu Ambar with a face like holding back an upset.
"Who? Then why is it if there's Miss Zaenab, Bun? It's still her husband's house, so it's natural that Ms. Zaenab goes back there." Dara no longer considers the news brought by Ambar will be too surprising as her first expectations.
Dara is more relaxed now, back to breastfeeding her baby who had fallen asleep but returned to sucking more vigorously.
"Well, when you forget that he's been out of that house for a long time. Continue now to arrive home the same as bring the child for what try?". grumbled Bu Ambar who instead looks upset now.
Dara is increasingly surprised, usually Bu Ambar is not the type who likes to take care of people's lives. Even more often impressed just duck with the family affairs of others who have nothing to do with him. But when it comes to Bu Zaenab somehow it feels like Bu Ambar seems more sensitive to often frown on his own.
"Well, why the hell, Bun? Usually mothers also do not like loh ngurus ngurus that startinian. Is this why Miss Zaenab is so considerate?" kekeh Dara seduces her mother-in-law who still looks fit at the age of half a century.
Ms. Ambar immediately throttled. " Amit amit mother same attention rich man he, huh. Yes, the mother was talking about this with you because the mother saw that the mother Zaenab with her youngest child, who used to marry the furniture entrepreneur if not wrong. That was they were even sitting outside the house, and the condition was also not taken care of that. It's weird, not if Mr. Jamal finds out his wife's coming home and they're better, they should be inside the house, right? And again yes, the mother used to remember once Bu Zaenab koar koar his youngest child married a wealthy person whose property will not run out seven derivatives seven climbs seven turns, the youngest child married, well, the question is how can Mother usually see their condition even as a gembel who has no place to stay and food anyway? Wonder what you are?"
Dara nibbled on her lower lip while closing her eyes because she suddenly felt dizzy hearing the chattering of Bu Ambar who was very mumbled once can along the train tracks. After a while he finally opened his eyes and found that Bu Ambar's annoyed face was like when he found out again that Bu Zaenab borrowed money from Zaki or Dara in a deceptive way.
"How can you believe that?" chirp Bu Ambar again, while regulating the breath that feels stung because it is too emotional.
Dara shook her head." No, Bun."
Bu Ambar immediately held his forehead while shaking slowly. "Yes it's okay, but believe it or not soon there will definitely be someone who comes here asking for help. Remember, Dara do not easily feel sorry for others, especially those who have hurt you. Stop being a person who is too good and not happy, you understand right?" emphatically, Ambar did not play.
Dara nodded in understanding, and either by chance or whatever arrived there was a knock on their door. Dara and Miss Maryam looked at each other with their eyes wide open.
"Be careful, Dara. He's come."