TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 247.
Sorry everyone because the author's carelessness so changed, this is the previous chapter. Once again the author apologizes to all readers.
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"I'm sorry, but haven't you ever said that you can't continue an unhealthy relationship with him in the past? Why are you asking me that again, baby? Shouldn't you know the answer?" fatan is ambiguous.
Intan increasingly sobbing in place, one hand Indi directly grabbed him in the deck. Back again, all that he did because of humanity alone there is no other underlying reason anymore.
"But, Mas. Intan just lost his father. Mr. Sukri died a few days ago, and now Intan is a kara. He only had you as the place of his return, Mas," said Indi with tears began to bathe his net, while Fatan immediately seemed to run out of words hearing Indi's remarks just now.
For a while none of them opened their voices, all silent until a police officer who had ushered Fatan into the back room picked him up.
"I'm sorry, but my time is up. We'll take the prisoners back to the cell."
Fatan took a deep breath and glanced at the police officer.
"Awhile, sir. I have something to say to my wife."
"Okay, but please don't take too long."
Fatan nodded in understanding and the petugad in a brown uniform was again waiting outside the room.
"So how'd you decide, Mom? Don't be selfish by thinking only about yourself. Please think well so that no heart will be hurt after this," concluded Indi wiping tears that had fallen on his cheek.
"Alright, give me some time to think about this first. Now go home, be careful on the road and send greetings to Inara ya."
Indi nodded, then they said goodbye to go home to coincide with the police officer who returned to pick up Fatan to be brought back to his cell.
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"It's over, in? I'm sorry I couldn't go inside. Inara is fussy about it," said Miss Maryam when Indi and Intan just climbed the courtyard of the brick-based police station.
The weather was hot at that time until the afternoon atmosphere was still like daylight.
"Try here the fat Indi, ma'am." Indi raised his hand ready to hold his daughter who was still crying from the sling of Miss Maryam.
"Cup, cup, cup. Dear mother, why child? Inara why cry? Inara wants some ice cream?" indi asked while looking at the clear eyes of his daughter who now looked wet by the tears.
Inara slowly nodded, then lay her head on Indi's chest. Her crying slowly started not sounding as loud as before because she had been crying for quite a long time and she was getting tired.
"So I bargained for ice cream but Inara refused, in." Miss Maryam stepped closer to Indi who looked busy with her phone to book a taxi online again.
"Then I bought another one? The other snacks are so that he calms down?" tanya Indi still thought well to the mother.
But unfortunately Miss Maryam actually shook her head, explaining everything that happened to Inara to be that fussy earlier.
"Wong pas mother bargain the other she also does not want to, yes I have taken it out. Wong's there so people's attention because he cries constantly, it's mom's shame." Miss Maryam added while grumbling.
Again Indi could only be silent, there would be no point in arguing with his mother in a public place like this. The ugly nature of Miss Maryam has not been completely lost, she still likes to throw mistakes at others even though she is the wrong one. Especially in crowded places like this, can Miss Maryam will act as the most hurt person and will make the image of Indi become ugly in the eyes of people who see later.
Before long the online taxi that was ordered by India arrived, immediately they entered but this time Indi immediately took a position sitting in front and let his mother and Intan sit in the back.
"The destination is the location point, huh, ma'am?" ask the driver kindly.
Indi nodded. "yes, sir just go there."
The driver immediately ran his car across the highway at moderate speed.
"We're going straight home, right, in? Mom's body was tired it felt like the thing was, out of carrying the Inara here and there. I can't wait to see this fall," said Miss Maryam.
Indi let out a long sigh, then looked at the body of his son who was now limp in his arms. Inara did not sleep as originally thought Indi, but the sweet child just leaned against his chest with open eyes and occasionally still seemed as much as the rest of the crying earlier.
"Your mind is asked, even diem," exclaimed Maryam mad.
Indi glanced at a glance, then he lazily replied.
"We'll stop by first, Mom. Indi wants to buy Inara ice cream."
Sontak Bu Maryam who had been leaning on the back of the car seat immediately lifted her body and glared at Indi sharply.
"What's? Buy ice cream? Why else buy it anyway? I told you your son doesn't want ice cream! Not going to jajan either! So why still make the purchase if the tip of the end will also not be eaten. Do not mubadzir deh, In do not waste your mentang mentang money that makes the money itself. " Mrs Maryam was immediately angry just because she heard that she wanted to buy her son something.
Always like that, Indi seemed never to spend his money for the benefit of the princess. It is always forbidden for this and that reason, which sometimes even Indi is confused about what the purpose is.
Not wanting to argue, Indi chose silence rather than later having to digress with his mother and even ended up embarrassed himself fighting in the car.
Indi chose to look at his daughter who now seemed to curl up in his arms, the clear eyes penetrated Indi's heart as if to say not to leave her for a second more.
"Here you want some ice cream, don't you think?" ask Indi slowly.
And sure enough, the beautiful boy nodded albeit faintly. And all that was enough to make Indi resolve not to heed the mother's words earlier.
"Huh, just throw away your money to spoil him. Just look later after your money runs out and he will be a spoiled child who usually just asks without thinking about the difficulty of finding money," snorted Miss Maryam who felt uninspired by Indi.
"Here you go, Mom, stop talking and shut up!" indi's anger that can no longer bear to just keep silent to hear the swearing of his mother who he thought was very outrageous.
*Continue next to.