TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 245.
Zaki got out of his car after neatly parking it in the garage, walking towards the house while loosening a tie neatly perched on his neck.
"Assalamu'alaikum" he said slowly, looking down to take off his shoes.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
Zaki turned his head when he heard an unfamiliar voice in his ear saying hello, in the house it is usually if not Bu Ambar, in the house, Dara and Elis were very rare for anyone other than Indi and Miss Maryam to visit several times.
"Who are you?" ask Zaki who does not know who Zulfa is.
Zulfa, who was squeezing the cloth he used to wipe the terrace floor, looked down, dare not look at the face of Zaki who looks as intimidating in the eyes of Zulfa who is still traumatized by the rude attitude of her ex-husband.
"Eh, Zaki? Already home? How do you not go straight in?" reprimanded Ambar who just came out after hearing Zaki's voice from the terrace, since then Bu Ambar was deliberately sitting in the living room waiting for his son to come home.
Zaki turned his head and pointed at Zulfa with a puzzled look. " Who is he, Bun? How are we at our house?"
Zulfa's body immediately stiffened, his trauma that had not disappeared made him instantly frightened if mentioned by name like that.
Ambar ma'am approached and pulled Zaki's hand up. "This is Zulfa, Bu Zaenab's son and Jamal's youngest."
Zaki nodded in understanding. "Why is he here, Bun? Not that Ms. Zaenab is also at her son's house that Zaki brought Mr. Jamal to there yesterday is it?"
"Here it is, long if you want to tell me everything now you better go in first keep bathing and changing clothes. Later after that we just discussed again, Oh yes Zulfa you continue this yes." Ms. Ambar pointed to the floor, some of which still had traces of dirt.
Zulfa nodded lightly then crouched back down and rubbed the floor with a washcloth in his hand.
Shortly after Ms Ambar entered the house with Zaki, Ms. Zaenab appeared from the side of the house. Bu Ambar was deliberately asking Ms. Zaenab who lifted water from the tap next to the house to mop the terrace, as well as because she wanted to teach her neighbor to be aware and willing to try.
"Hhuuuffff, tired. A small bucket if it's in the water, it's too heavy for mercy" complained Ambar while sitting on the terrace stairs, do not dare to climb the terrace floor again afraid that the clothes are also dusty was back to dirty the floor that some have been clean in the Zulfa mop.
"Calculate the sport, ma'am," said Zulfa calmly, since then, the woman with dimples on her face moved her body to make the floor back clean and did not seem at all a look of fatigue on her face. Maybe that's what you call because you get used to it.
Always doing all the homework from heavy to light to make Zulfa's body trained, trivial work like mopping is not a heavy matter for him.
"Exercise is forced anyway, fa? There is only you," grumbled Bu Zaenab while holding his throat that suddenly felt dry.
B Zaenab turned to the house whose door had been opened because Bu Ambar had been sitting there watching their work. But now his seat seemed empty because of Bu Ambar who went from there.
"Why, Mom? How are you concerned about being serious?" asked Zulfa who was surprised to see his mother's behavior.
Bu Zaenab looked over. "No papa, mom's thirsty deck."
Zulfa sighed softly, if to be honest he was actually thirsty too. But if you have to ask for a drink from Ambar or others, to be honest, he still hesitates, wants to go home and take a drink at home is more unlikely, the door was locked and there was no other entrance. That is also what makes them since last night forced to sleep on the terrace to withstand the cold of the night wind, especially last night even rain.
"Duh, mom can't stand it. Did you drink this water? I think this is clear and clean tap water?" said Bu Zaenab while scooping water from the bucket that was used to bring water from the side of the house to the terrace. The water was clear and odorless, but Zulfa was not sure it could be consumed.
Ms. Zaenab finally pulled back her hand that had previously gone into the water, in the face of the water while gulping. It seems that Ms. Zaenab is very thirsty right now.
Inevitably, Zulfa finally tried to dare to ask for a drink to the owner of the house that he actually did not know it too well.
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"Excuse me, Ma'am." Zulfa called out while knocking on the door, as no one seemed to be around the living room. Wanting to enter but he did not dare to exceed his limits before being allowed.
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"Yes?" sahut Zaki who happened to just came out of the room after finishing his afternoon bath. He who heard Zulfa's call immediately responded because he was worried that the woman needed something.
"Emmm... mas, sorry to interrupt can I ask for a little drink? My mother was thirsty" he said slowly and his head bowed deeply, first worried about Zaki's response which might not be in line with what he expected.
"Who? Was mommy not given a drink?" zaki asked as he walked closer towards Zulfa standing up.
Zulfa. "Yet, my mother may have forgotten."
"Wait a minute there."
Zaki passed to the kitchen where Dara and Ambar were ready to prepare dinner. Soon after, he returned with a bottle of jumbo mineral water and two glasses of glass on the tray.
"Here, drink. His mother said she was sorry for forgetting to give him a drink, because she was busy in the kitchen cooking." Zaki thrust the tray forward, and Zulfa swiftly received it but at that time Zulfa's hand accidentally touched Zaki's fingers still holding the tray.
Zulfa raised his face in shock, as did Zaki who immediately pulled his hand so that the tray of drinking water almost fell to the floor if Zulfa was unbalanced.
"Sorry," said Zaki while throwing his face the other way.
"No, Mas. I'm wrong, I'm sorry, please forgive me."
"It's okay" said Zaki flatly.
"Then, thank you for the drink. Excuse me," Zulfa said, then immediately headed to the place where Ms. Zaenab was waiting for the tasteless drink.
Zaki glanced at that heartwarming sight, then after that passed by without doing anything.
While zulfa, after drinking the water he had held his hand which accidentally came into contact with Zaki's skin earlier. He smiled faintly as he felt a strange rumble inside his chest as he recalled the incident.
"His hands are very soft," said Zulfa before continuing his activities mopping the floor.