TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 25. SESSION CURHAT
"Jawab, Mum. What have you been covering up from Dara? What's Dara's problem that isn't your real child? Take it easy if it's even Dara has known for a long time," urged Dara impatiently because Miss Maryam did not open her mouth and just silently crossed her chest in place.
"Nduk, already. Mr. please already," pinta Pak Bagyo with a sigh of consternation while holding his chest that began to hurt.
"No, Sir. Mom started the fire, and now you're supposed to put it out!" dara protest.
"Mom, already. Stop all this, don't make it all run! You're tired, don't keep acting like a kid!" angry Mr. Bagyo to his wife, although weak but very clear from the tone of his voice that at this time he was angry.
Miss Maryam shook her shoulders as she passed out of the room.
"Well, whatever, it's none of my business, either" said Miss Maryam before her body could no longer be seen in view, blocked by the door of the room that was violently closed because of her actions.
Dara set her breathing to calm down, then helped Pak Bagyo to return to his lying position. And make sure your father is comfortable.
"Would you like to eat?" tawar Dara switched the conversation, and remembered that his mother had said that they had not eaten because they had no money.
Mr. Bagyo nodded slowly, "already, Nduk. Had eaten rations from the hospital."
Dara rubbed her father's head affectionately, and again her tears fell without excuse.
"Barely dear to the father," lirih Dara spread her head to the side of Pak Bagyo's body.
"Mr also loves you, Nduk. I'm sorry if you often take care of you and your husband," sighed Mr. Bagyo while gently stroking Dara's head that is still covered in hijab.
"Food pesenin yes, sir. Hospital food is usually tasteless, not good to eat. For a while Dara pesen nasi goreng favorite father yes," said Dara while reaching into her bag to pick up the phone and began looking for application ojol to order food.
Mr. Bagyo just nodded resignedly, true what Dara said hospital food rations were not good. But Mr. Bagyo was forced to eat it because since morning Maryam did not even cook anything because he did not have the money to give to him in order to join the arisan. Be finally Pak Bagyo who is hungry and not feeling well it fell slipping while wearing the bathroom.
"Udah, Sir. Nasi goreng ati ampela favorite of Mr. soon until, we wait a moment, sir. While chatting, Kangen Dara confided with Mr," said Dara improved his sitting position so that he could get closer to the bed Pak Bagyo.
"Thank you, Nduk. You really understand the most Father, yes let's if you want to vent. You are also very upset with your story," kekeh Pak Bagyo slowly.
Dara took Mr. Bagyo's hand and carried it to her cheek, with a wide smile full of longing.
"Become restless, sir. Do not know why lately the innate feeling of Dara strange mulu," said Dara began his vent session.
"What's so weird, Nduk? Did you fight with your husband?" ask Mr. Bagyo gently.
Dara shook her head slowly, "no, sir. Dara same Mas Fatan did not fight, but it feels like there is something strange every day Dara saw Mas Fatan gelagat lately."
"Is there anything you suspect?"
"Come, Sir. It'll all look suspicious too, right?" tukas Dara breathed a heavy sigh.
"Did everything start since Indi lived with you?" guess Mr. Bagyo.
Dara's eyes were wide, he never even thought strangely about his sister. But somehow hearing his father's opinion this time brought something different in Dara's little heart. There's something tesentil there.
"Are you right, Nduk?" ask Mr. Bagyo again because he never got an answer from Dara.
Ting
The notification on Dara's phone reads.
Pak Bagyo stared at Dara's departure with a pushy look.
"Hopefully what you fear will never happen in your household, Nduk. You are very good, even too good to accept the pain," murmured Mr. Bagyo softly.
"Hopefully your sister will not act again after following you, her behavior used to be enough to make Father spot the heart because of her actions. I hope this time he can change and start learning to be a good woman like you, even though he is not the flesh of the Father,"
Pak Bagyo's eyes closed slowly, accompanying the fall of the clear circle from his eyes.
Chequelek
The door of Pak Bagyo's nursery opened, followed by Dara's face which looked like a sumringah carrying a plastic bag containing three servings of fried rice for them.
"Father, fried rice has arrived" said Dara cheerfully.
Mr. Bagyo vigorously wiped away the remaining tears in his eyes and smiled lightly while trying to sit down.
Dara saw that and immediately put the plastic she carried to help her father sit comfortably.
"Bapak abis nangis? Are you a laper, huh? Yuk eat yuk first, Dara bribe ya, sir." Dara rubbed a trace of tears on Pak Bagyo's cheek and moved to bring a serving of fried rice wrapped in sterofoam to Pak Bagyo.
"Thank you, Nduk." Mr. Bagyo looked at Dara with sparkling eyes.
"By bribe yes, sir. Let's open his mouth." Dara lifted the spoon as high as Pak Bagyo's mouth and fed the fried rice neatly.
"Non't you, sir?" tanyakanya.
Mr. Bagyo nodded slowly.
"It's delicious, try you also tasting," pinta Pak Bagyo while taking over the plastic spoon from Dara's hand and taking turns to feed it.
"God, Sir. It still feels the same as ten years ago when we first bought this fried rice, right? Though the seller was not the old lo, sir."
Mr. Bagyo chuckled softly.
"The recipe can be lowered, as well as the attitude and nature" said Mr. Bagyo calmly.
Dara seemed to think about the meaning of the father's words, and recorded it clearly in his head. If you don't see the point tonight, then tomorrow he will look in gugel.
"Never be an ugly mother to your children, Nduk. Remember the saying fruit falls not far from the tree. Then teach your children to be kind and of course you and your husband should be able to set a good example for both of them. Put down the recipe of living life well on them," advised Mr. Bagyo who immediately seeped into Dara's heart to remember and in his memory with all his soul.
Dara nodded with a happy smile, even though her mind had always felt restless for no reason. But the advice of his father there is the most effective sedative.
Dara continued to feed Pak Bagyo patiently, slowly the face of Pak Bagyo who had looked pale and lethargic since then now began to blush and get excited.
Braaakkk
The door of the room opened violently, making Dara who was eating after having fed her father jumped in shock. Likewise Mr. Bagyo who just closed his eyes on the bed.
"Basic useless child, insolent!" sergeant Ma'am Maryam pointing at Dara.