TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 244. MRS ZAENAB IS BACK.
"Who's coming, Bun?" whispered Dara who did not fully understand the situation now.
Miss Ambar patted her eel. "Duh, I don't understand it's a child yet."
Dara grinned just said so by her mother-in-law, then put the baby on the bed because she had slept.
"Yes, let's look the same way forward. If filing your mother really, she must have come." Ms. Amber immediately pulled Dara's hand after she finished putting the baby down and covered her.
Dara's forehead immediately wrinkled deeply.
"Who the hell is he, Bun? Actually Dara does not understand," said Dara confusion.
"Haish, let's see. Just pray that it's not the person you think it is. Well even though the possibility is one to a thousand this must be him anyway," said Bu Ambar while walking hand in hand with Dara towards the front door which is still heard continuously on tap.
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" Excuse me" said someone out there.
Ms. Ambar immediately put on a sour face, then held Dara's hand just before they reached the doorstep.
"Why, Bun? It was someone outside" Dara said innocently.
"Yes, you know but you have to listen to this first."
Dara also put her ears a good prepared to hear the orders of her mother-in-law.
"If the one in front turns out to be Miss Zaenab or her child, you do not talk about what let your mother face them. Then you also do not immediately pity anything they will tell you, okay?"
After weighing for a moment finally Dara agreed, he thought anyway what stories they would bring later.
"Okay, Bun." Dara gave her thumb.
Miss Ambar nodded, then opened the door.
Seen in front of there a woman who Dara knew as the youngest child of Bu Zaenab who very rarely went home, the sweet woman whose age was under Dara seemed to be smiling with great pomp.
"What's up?" ask Miss Ambar without saying stale.
For a moment Zulfa seemed confused, and turned to his house. And a second later he looked down again in front of Ambar, as if afraid to convey his intention to come there.
"I'm sorry, but we're busy inside. If you come just for fun and disturb you should just go," concluded Bu Ambar annoyed while moving to close the door back home.
"Ah, wait," interrupted Zulfa quickly, his hand stretched forward as if asking Bu Ambar not to close the door of his house.
"Say, what is the need for you to come here? What's that 'cause your mother told you to do it?" said Bu Ambar again after accidentally glancing towards the house of Bu Zaenab and found him peering here through the gap of the leaves of the flower leaves.
Zulfa lowered his head again, then conveyed the meaning of his arrival in a very slow voice, so that Ambar had to bring his ears closer to the front to be able to hear Zulfa's voice.
"I'd like to ask for help, ma'am, our house keys were brought by my father. And both my phone and mom are just as out of power, can we ride our cell phone here?"
"Alright, please. Where's cellphone? Let me be the one inside, later after full I will give it to you in the house next door," said Bu Ambar raised his hand asking for Zulfa's phone.
But Zulfa squeezed his fingers with agitated movements. " The phone's at home, Mom, I'll take it for a minute."
Miss Ambar nodded. "Yes, take it."
After that Zulfa rushed from his place a and ran small to the house of Mr. Jamal. Bu Ambar and Dara were still looking at him from home, before long it sounded like the sound of a rowdy voice that came from the house next door.
Looks like Bu Zaenab is scolding Zulfa at the moment.
"Mother, why did she speak so loudly to Zulfa? Poor to know, Bun he is not wrong anything with us," said Dara could not bear.
Ambar turned his head and looked at the sad face of his daughter-in-law who was always easy to pity the other person.
"It's okay, just keep watch so that there are no more people who want to use our family because it is too easy to sympathize. You just do not have to protest and obey the same mother, mother will not hurt the child just want to look fierce," kekeh Bu Ambar who even thought all that was a waver, but he did not know that Zulfa had been trembling because of his actions that said ketus continuously to him.
"Yes already then, dara just go in. Pegel all the feel of Dara's body," said Dara who felt it would not be possible to win an argument with her meeting mother.
"Yes already there, then let the mother take care of them. Fear later even if you have them even target you again to be used. Your abs are soft at all," concluded Ambar in the end, his position still stands in the doorway waiting for zulfa who said he would return again after taking his phone at home.
Dara did not want to interfere too far and preferred to go back into her room, and lay her body next to the baby and closed her eyes that suddenly felt heavy.
Tired of standing, Ambar took a terrace chair and sat there. While enjoying the breeze Sepoi who blew the skin of his body that was not covered with clothes.
Before long it seemed two body figures walking in the afternoon sun towards his house, as late as they from the guardrail did not know Ambar if it was the person who was in the middle of the later.
Bu Zaenab and Zulfa, stepped hand in hand with the face of a zulfa that looked so forced.
"Excuse me, sorry old ma'am. This is the phone that I want to fill," said Bu Zaenab representing Zulfa who was even more silent bowed.
While Bu Zaenab even with the pedal directly up to the porch of the house even though it has not been granted by Bu Ambar. Not to mention that his dusty footprints now appear to dirty the previously clean white ceramic floor because every day on the mop by Bu Ambar.
"Oh yeah, let me put the phone inside." Ambar received the two phones and stood up from his seat.
But when you see the floor of the terrace that is dirty because of the footprints of Bu Zaenab, it feels like Bu Ambar wants to scream at that moment in front of the face of Bu Zaenab who is now even innocent whiny in that place.
Zulfa who realized the meaning of Bu Ambar's gaze immediately stiffened, she immediately undoes her intention to go up to the terrace even though she believes her feet are clean because she had time to wash them on the tap in front of her house earlier.
"B-Mom ..mom," call Zulfa to signal Ms. Zaenab.
Ms. Zaenab turned her head and moved her head as if asking, What is it?
Zulfa pointed to the floor with a glance of his eyes, and Bu Zaenab followed the direction of his son's gaze. And it can be guessed how surprised he found that his dirty footprints had formed marks on the white floor of the terrace.
"Ma ti me," sis Bu Zaenab frowned.
While in his place stood Bu Ambar with a reddened face holding back anger immediately opened his voice to the unexpected events before his eyes.
" So soon you guys clean this porch, I don't want to know. After I come out later I want my terrace floor to be clean again as before. You understood? Or if not ...."