TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 250.
A soft morning greeted again, the happy young couple walked hand in hand along the path of their housing complex. Joking laughs together as if no one will be envious of their happiness and luck.
"Alhamdulillah, I feel very happy every day, deck. Every time I go to sleep and when I go back to sleep it feels like Mas can not stop giving thanks" muttered Halim while stroking the stomach of the wife who still looks flat, which still looks flat, the loose clothes she wore successfully covered her pregnancy from everyone who always gossiped.
"Oh yeah? Why is it, Mom?" laila asked, pretending she didn't know, but she felt the same way as her husband.
For days, after getting the two-striped tespack they just rushed to the best obstetrician who is still an acquaintance of Halim. And there they know that Laila is currently pregnant with four weeks, which is a very vulnerable age makes Laila reluctant to talk about this first to anyone because she is worried about being exposed to 'ain'.
"Don't be plain pretentious, will you make plain again after coming from here do you want?" kekeh Halim poking bangir Laila's nose.
Laila blushed, but shamelessly again she nodded her head in agreement.
Halim who is now changing gawk at him. "huh? Whahuh? You want to, deck? Well, today can't be a holiday anymore. Duh for a moment where delicious," complained Halim who even his own confusion now.
Laila chuckles. "Hahah, that's why there's not much style, ma'am."
After that they again continued their steps towards the Indi sales field that has been known by almost all residents of the complex, and almost all will now also buy breakfast there if lazy to go out of housing.
"Then we'll think we'll give you whose name, deck?" chirping Halim again, a little loud until some mother who was gossiping in the cart a vegetable maker heard his words.
And before Laila could recite her husband's words, they were the first to answer bitterly.
"Huh, gegayaaan want to give you a name. Whatever you want in love with that name, can have a child just do not support Sokan want to give the name."
"Come on the cat's name, ma'am. We all know that women have trouble having children."
"Yes, especially now. Pregnancy can be faked for the sake of not being considered barren. Hiiyyy, amit amit meet such a person."
"Heh already, could they want to adopt a child. You guys why so noisy? Want to buy vegetables what to gossip about? At the wither and tuh vegetables I hold just aja but not bought."
Grunts from the vegetable maker then stopped the gossip at that time, Halim and Laila who refused to interfere finally chose to accelerate the step to the Indi stall. And after arriving there, there seemed to be some people who had come and were choosing a cake in front of the folding table that Indi used to sell.
"Eh, Sister Laila, Mas Halim. Wanna buy what? The more friendly Indi see, all the way here aja use a hand-knit banding, right that is being single so envious," Indi tease the young couple.
Laila and Halim chuckled, this is not the first time they have thrown temptations at each other. And of course within the limits that each knows so as not to end up hurting each other.
"Yes, Indi. You want to buy a cake for breakfast, there's still, right?" laila softly took out a plastic chair and sat there.
"There is, Mbak just well this stay has run out a lot in wholesale mother Rempong earlier," replied Indi chuckling.
Laila smiled and started to pick up the cake that was still there.
Shortly after that Laila accidentally saw a foreign-looking woman in her eyes walking out of Indi's house and approaching her.
"Bak, Inara's fussy. I can't remember him, he said asking Mbak to call me inside" said the woman in a soft tone.
Indi quickly wiped his hands that were still clad in donut sugar, his face seemed to depress the obvious anxious hue. "Yes yes, Ma'am enter first yes you please keep it here for a while can?"
"Can, Ma'am. Come in," concluded the woman.
After that Indi switched to Laila and Halim who still enjoyed the cake while sitting on a plastic chair that was provided by Indi.
Laila immediately nodded quickly. "yes yes, Ma'am no papa really. Just go in the hunt the more fussy his son later."
"Yes, I'm sorry I stayed."
Indi immediately ran into the house after saying that, while Intan swiftly replaced Indi's position by serving some buyers who arrived well.
After feeling full enough, Laila rose up to pay for everything she ate with her husband. Also some cakes that he packed to take home.
"So how much is it, Ma'am?" Tanya Laila who does not know who Intan is, she thought Intan could be one of the Indi family members who are staying overnight.
Intan started counting the cakes inside Laila's plastic, after which she asked kindly.
"How much cake to eat, Mommy?"
"I ate three, how much did you eat?" ask Laila to Halim.
"Together, three too."
Intan again commented on the smile, his face that looked shabby the other day now looks much better and shines.
"Then everything is thirty thousand, Ma'am."
Laila nodded, gave Intan some money and forgot to thank him.
But when she wanted to go home, Laila could no longer hold back her curiosity until she dared to ask Intan.
"Nmh ... Ma'am, sorry I asked earlier. Actually, this is Ma'am Indi ready?"
At first glance Laila can capture the surprised look of the hue of Intan's face that he tries to hide by lowering his head.
"Ah, emm .. I .. I ...."
Intan was about to answer but his voice felt stuck in his throat, making him unable to be honest with others regarding his position in the house.
Until finally Indi returned from the house with Inara.
"Intan, please help mom inside first huh. Inara accidentally nudged a glass until it fell and spilled, Ma'am asked me to clean up yes.".
Inta turned around and nodded. "Yes, Mommy."
After the diamond went inside, Laila who was still curious chose to ask Indi directly.
"Ummm, ibc. That's actually who the hell is it? How do you seem to know him so closely?"
Indi commented on the thin smile while fixing Inara's position that was slightly sagging from her sling.
"It was Intan, the second wife of my husband, or in short my honey sister Mbak," said Indi as if without burden.