TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 26. SUSPICIOUSLY
"Basic child is useless! Damn you!" mad at Miss Maryam while accusing Dara.
"What's this, Mom?" ask Dara wonder.
"No need to pretend you don't know, you deliberately leave your children there as well as the nanny? So that Indi seems to be of no use in the eyes of neighbors? Just now Indi called while crying, he said he was in the neighbor's mountain hitchhiking in your house but did not want to help take care of your children!" nagging Miss Maryam along the railway.
Dara patted his eel tired, while Pak Bagyo seemed silent not to interfere. Although actually his mind has been very depressed with his wife's arbitrary attitude towards Dara.
"So mom gets angry just because of that? What age is this mother really? This time of the matter is like not being able to sort out which should and should not?"
"No need for your poetic ass, you look for face!" deny Miss Maryam does not want to lose.
Dara sighed tiredly, the fried rice in front of him that was left a lot of it now no longer provoked appetite.
"Mom, try to think. If for example Dara ninggalin children are just the same Mas Fatan and Indi at home surely the neighbors will be more gossiping, Mom. Moreover, they are not mahrom and live in one roof, even though there are children still a view of people will be awkward, Mom. Well, with Elis there at least can make people not so negative thinking is the same Indi and Mas Fatan," explained Dara trying not to be provoked.
"Huh, it must be just your wish. Indi is a good child, yes, there is no way he does things outside the limits let alone the same Fatan, he would understand if Fatan was his brother-in-law. That's the most you're rich, pretentious a lot of money all hire a nanny." Miss Maryam has a waist.
Dara just shook her head slowly, there will be no end if it continues to serve the ravings of Miss Maryam who always wants her to win alone.
"What are you talking about, Mom? It is not good to talk so with your own child. After all, what Dara said was true, at least with someone else in the house Indi and Fatan will not just be alone in looking after the children. Think, Mom! Don't just win your ego!" Mr. Bagyo finally opened his voice to defend Dara.
Miss Maryam whined, "huh! You keep picking up your favorite child! Keep playing! From now on all your business I don't want to know anymore, sir. Let Dara take care of me tired!"
Braaakkk
The door of the room was closed violently by Miss Maryam who again went somewhere died her responsibilities as a wife. Mr. Bagyo seemed to stroke the chest and beristighfar repeatedly.
"Prophey yes, sir. Don't take heart mother's words, there's Dara here. Dara who will take care of the father until the father is fully healed." Dara stroked her father's hand gently.
Mr. Bagyo commented with a faint smile, "thank you, Nduk. You are a filial son, may Allah repay you many times over."
Dara guaranteed his father's sincere prayers and let Mr. Bagyo again close his eyes to rest.
"Mother rest, yes, Dara wants to take a shower for a while," Dara said as she passed taking her change of clothes and toiletries to take to the bathroom in the corner of the room.
The cold water swept over Dara's smooth body, making her shiver a little yet feel refreshed at the same time. But again his heart was pounding and his disturbing feeling grew.
"I'd better finish the bath and immediately pray, my feeling is very strange daritadi," murmured Dara while accelerating her bath and continued by taking ablution in the bathroom faucet.
Chequelek
Dara opened the bathroom door slowly because she saw Mr. Bagyo was already slumbering in his bed.
Slowly Dara took the prayer mat and her face then immediately put it on to start performing her obligatory worship.
"Allahuakbar,"
Dara began her prayers solemnly' with the sound of rain that began to fall spatter. Dara put all the burdens on his chest and mind in his long prostration asking the Khalik for help to take care of his family.
After praying and praying long enough, the day is getting late. Mr. Bagyo also seemed to have drowned so deep in his sleep, but Dara was still not sleepy at all.
Finally Dara took her phone and typed a message for her beloved husband that began to miss her.
00.10
Assalamu'alaikum, imam.
00.11
Wa'alaikumsalam, mum. How's it there? You're all right, right?
Dara smiled at Fatan's reply, but just a short message without any words that are too risky there. But the longing that erupted even though only a few hours did not meet made Dara so happy to get news from her husband.
00.13
Thank God, how are the children?
Reply Dara who is also worried about the condition of her children.
00.15
(Photo)
Thank God it was safe, they slept together in the same family room Elis.
Dara smiled again at the photo sent by Fatan, looking there Fatur's body that fell asleep with his feet up on the sofa. And Farah who fell asleep while hugging Elis beside her.
Impatiently Dara finally chose to make a video call, but strangely Fatan so long picked up his phone. Until finally the connecting tone was broken because it never lifted.
Dara's feelings grew more anxious and again tried to call her husband with a video call. Tone reconnected ended because it was not answered by Fatan.
00.25
How not to lift, Mom? You sleeping? The feeling not long ago still reply to my chat?
Finally Dara re-typed the message for her husband because she felt so worried. And it didn't take long for the message to be back on the blue tick and immediately responded by Fatan.
00.26
Mas's again at the WC, honey. How do you pick up your video call?
Dara breathed a long sigh, although her mind was restless but she finally tried to believe with her husband because she did not want to be stamped as a possessive wife.
00.29
All right, video call me when I'm done.
Reply Dara accompanied by a smile emoticon at the end of her chat. Fatan replied with a sticker with a thumb picture, and Dara returned to contemplate while waiting for a phone call from her husband.
"If Mas Fatan and Indi were true .. ah what would I think? No, no, nothing like that. Strange as I am, the time of thinking got that far anyway. That's not really possible, haish," muttered Dara while shaking her hand in front of her face.
Before long the video call that Dara was waiting for finally sounded, immediately Dara lifted it and pointed her phone in front of her face to make it clear.
Seen on the screen of Fatan's face is full of sweat and looks so tired by sitting in his work chair in the room.
"Hi, Honey. Sorry Mas lama in the bathroom, his abis was Indi ngajak eat seblak and it's very spicy. So instead of diarrhea now," said Fatan on the phone.
Dara was stunned, that was not the focus at the moment but the scene behind Fatan. Which shows the conditions in their rooms that look so messy with bed sheets are disheveled.
"Who's sleeping behind you, Mom?" ask Dara spontaneously.