TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 249.
After successfully contacting Jamal who until then was still staying at Ziva's house, finally Zaenab and Zulfa can enter the house. After of course Amar delivered the key to the house which was indeed brought by Mr. Jamal there.
Even until then Zaenab did not say thank you at all. I don't know what made the old man behave like that, always just being strict with Amar who has been very good to him.
"Zulfa, when are you going to stay there?" sergeant Bu Zaenab snorted, throwing a cynical look at his son who had just assumed the status of the young widow .
Zulfa who was watching Dara and Zaki's house from the side of the house by pretending to sweep was immediately surprised and turned to look at her mother.
"Ah, that .. emmm, Zulfa ... Zulfa just ..."
"What's free? It's been almost half an hour since I saw you standing there, Zulfa. What are you really doing, huh?" bentak Bu Zaenab do not like, especially he still holds a grudge against Bu Ambar who the other day had made him a free maid only because he dirty the floor of his terrace. Ms. Zaenab has vowed from that day that she will repay Ms. Ambar's actions one day with more cruelty than that.
- really much Bu Zaenab\, everything is just asked to transport water using a small bucket just say it is cruel.--
Zulfa bowed silently, the boy had never dared to go against his mother. Unlike Ziva who will immediately reply angrily if indeed he did not make a mistake.
"Well, aren't you, diem? Now let's be honest, what have you noticed there since then hm? C'mon ngaku! Don't let me sell you to pimps!" ma'am Zaenab was getting upset.
"I swear, Zulfa didn't do anything, ma'am." Zulfa was still defending himself.
But not Bu Zaenab name if immediately believe it just like that, without aba aba even at lightning speed directly hit the zulfa and make it get away from where it was established since. In place of Bu Zaenab who now stands there, right in the gap of the fence of the house that can freely look directly at the courtyard of Dara's house.
Instantly the round eyes of Bu Zane became bigger, in the snapping of his jaw a sign that he was very angry at this time. Zulfa who realized that the situation was no longer conducive only dared to bow down without saying what, only tears that represented his fear, wish Ziva was by her side and protect her as they were when they were little.
"Oooh, so you've been ngintipin the Zaki since? Huh yeah?" snapped at Bu Zaenab while gripping Zulfa's forehead tightly, making the zulfa grimace withstanding the pain and soreness caused by Bu Zaenab's fingernails stuck in his facial skin, especially around his neck and chin.
Zulfa's tears poured down his cheeks a thin and pale white, while his lips were completely unable to say anything because of the firm grip of Bu Zaenab's hand. The flash of anger that he had only seen in Bu Zaenab's eyes when he scolded Ziva, now he also saw before his eyes, which means for the first time Zulfa felt the feeling of being sick. In front of his own mother.
"This child, if told how to cry, try to be that strong woman like Ziva! He even now had the courage to avenge mother. You're still this soft, Zulfa? Geez, you deserve to be stepped on by your ex-husband and his chatty and pretentious mother." Ms. Zaenab began to grumble, but was not directed to Zulfa. His old, puffy hands instead moved to wipe away the tears in the corner of his daughter's netra.
But Zulfa was still crying, even more rapidly than before.
Ms. Zaenab also dropped her tears, her old eyes fixed on the face of her youngest daughter who was very similar to her husband.
Zulfa nodded faintly, it was only this time that he heard Bu Zaenab directly say that wise. If usually only able to get angry and nagging, this time really Zulfa faced with the figure of his other mother, which is different than usual. But somehow in another corner of his heart he felt a strange vibration that made him feel like he was afraid of losing.
Sontak Zulfa immediately hit the body of the mother, drowning her face in the chest niche of the old woman who had given her life. In the spill all the cries and tightness that curb the chest, until finally all can come off and make himself more plump than before.
"Excuse me."
The greeting of someone who came to make a sad moment between the mother and child must stop, as soon as Zulfa immediately broke into a hug and wiped the remaining traces of tears that still lingered in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, ma'am I'm disturbing" concluded someone who turned out to be Zaki who came while carrying a bushel in his hand.
"Ah, is it Zaki? What's up, huh?" asked Bu Zaenab trying to seem ordinary.
Zaki smiled knots and then raised the bushel that was now in his hand.
"Here, ma'am, I'm gonna take my wife's leave for mom and Zulfa's dinner."
Bu Zaenab immediately stepped closer, leaving Zulfa fixed in his original position.
"Thank you a lot, Zaki.bulangin also the same Adara thank you, this mother accepts it looks like it must be delicious," muttered Bu Zaenab sumringah.
Zaki nodded. "Yes, Mom. Yes already then I say go home first yes, want to replace the same wife keep the baby."
Bu Zaenab nodded and then immediately stepped into the house, with an impatient look to taste the Dara cuisine in the bushel.
"Come, fa in. We eat first" said Ms. Zaenab, calling Zulfa.
"Yes, Mom briefly," said zulfa later.
While his legs are still reluctant to move out of place even until Zaki's body disappears behind the door of his house, leaving Zulfa with his own heart that he cannot overcome.
"Hopefully this feeling will not grow further, realize Zulfa he is not for you" he murmured in self-suggestion.