TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 28. FATHER'S SECRET
Indi pulled Fatan quickly to his room until Fatan who was not ready until he had to be thrown panting following Indi's footsteps like loyalty.
Brakkk
Indi closed the door of the room violently and pressed Fatan's sturdy body against the wall.
"What-What are you doing, In? The kids just came to their senses and you've been acting crazy like this? Do you realize the same situation?" angered Fatan while trying to pull over Indi's hand that had been holding him back.
But Indi actually survived and approached his face to the face of Fatan.
"I'm jealous, Mom! Why the hell do you have to be all muji-muji that maid? Am I lacking for you? Even the prettier Mama Dara and Solehah you can replace with me."
Fatan pushed the rough Indi until it lapsed onto the mattress.
"Don't talk, Indi! I never said I would replace Dara with you. Love Dara until anytime, and this relationship? Isn't this also because you started?" fatan's screams started to rage.
Indi who panicked because he did not want to return to lose Fatan hastened to move and embrace the body of his sister-in-law's field.
"Yes, Mas. Indi knows, sorry that Indi has been selfish. But don't do this, Mom! At least as long as Mbak Dara is not there please treat me a little like your wife. I promise I'll give you more than I can give you, Mas Dara."
Fatan let out a long sigh, if this is somehow it feels like he is so easy to melt and obey the words of Indi. Fatan realized he was wrong by behaving as he is now, but his maleness instinct can always outperform his common sense.
"Well, I hope you don't repeat the same thing, Fatur and Farah are smart kids. If they complain about what they saw to Mama how? You want us to be found out?" said Fatan while taking off Indi's embrace and cupping his face with both hands.
Indi lips pursed. "Huh, no, Mom! So wherever I can still think of know, if Mbak Dara until we know that there we can't dong like this anymore?" goda Indi while swiping his body to the body part of Fatan and re-hugging him friendly.
Fatan resigned, but his chest now feels pain due to a rumble that is too strong.
"Yes, I want to see the kids again." Fatan was about to leave and took off Indi's embrace on his waist.
"Ah, Mother. But don't praise the barkos." Indi raised his little finger up and was directly linked by Fatan with his own pinky.
"Yes." Yeah."
Indi pulls Fatan's hand. "Ah one more, Mas."
Fatan sighed and turned around. "What else?"
"I want to go out for a while with Zaki yes, he was sure I was walking," said Indi with a grinning smile.
Fatan smiled small. "okay."
"Ish Mas! How is that the response? Aren't you jealous I'm on Zaki's path?" indi Rengut.
Fatan turned around and faced Indi completely, holding both of his shoulders gently.
"It's not so, but Mas thinks it's good that you keep in touch with Zaki. Not that it can even be a shield for us so as not to be easily found out?" cetus Fatan suddenly.
Instinctively Fatan was unconscious when saying that curse sentence, but his lips can smoothly speak as if there is no more love in his heart for the legitimate wife who is currently in a troubled city next door.
Indi smiled and hugged Fatan's neck.
"Whoa! Your idea is brilliant, Mom! Yaya you are, Mas. I'll try to take my relationship seriously with Zaki, and after that we can be free from the suspicions of Mbak Dara and the others. Yeeeyyy," Indi cheered like a child.
Before passing out of the room Indi had stolen a short kiss on the lips Fatan.
"Wait for me to come home, Mom. I will make you hotter with me" Indi chirped before closing the door.
Blams
"When do you want this to happen? But why does my mind always not line up every time Indi? Why am I always so happy? You idiot! You idiot! You stupid Fatan! Aarrggghhh!"
"But ... I honestly admit that ...."
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Into his day at the hospital where Pak Bagyo was treated.
"That's, uhuk, uhuk!" Mr. Bagyo coughed so hard, that he accidentally spilled blood from his mouth.
Dara approached her father and offered her a glass of water.
"Drink first, sir. Dara call the doctor sir." Anxious Dara immediately wanted to get out of the room to call the guard doctor.
Since last night, Miss Maryam has not returned to the hospital as she said. Not even giving any news, not knowing where the existence of middle-aged mothers is now.
"Tu-wait, son," prevent Mr. Bagyo from holding Dara's hand.
Dara mendelik saw the blood that was removed by Mr. Bagyo from his mouth is now also attached to his hand.
"Oh my God, sir! It's a cough you're bleeding, sir. Dara call the doctor first yes, sir!" exclaim Dara anxious.
Pak Bagyo shook his head weakly, and kept Dara from staying by his side.
"Te- stay here, Nduk. You want to talk," he said very slowly, until Dara had to close her head to be able to hear the words of Mr. Bagyo.
Dara relented and finally chose to sit in the chair next to the patient's bed.
"Become here, sir. Dara's not going anywhere, what do you want to say? Do you need anything?" said Dara softly while holding the hand of the father who grasped tightly his hand.
Dara did not care about his dirty hands because they were stained with blood from Pak Bagyo's hands, but his anxiety could not be covered.
"Your mom ... hasn't come back yet, Nduk?" ask Mr. Bagyo lirih.
Though last night the condition of Mr. Bagyo has improved quite a bit, but this morning without any cue suddenly his face that last night had looked red is now back paled like without blood. And his hand held felt shaky and cold.
"Not yet, sir." Dara shook his head sadly, tight in his chest to see the father who was sick but was ignored by his own wife.
Mr. Bagyo pressed his chest that hurt suddenly, but he still forced to talk even slowly.
"Be-good .. There is one thing you want to say to you, Nduk. While your mother has not returned ... I think it's the right time, so that if you have to go home, you're calm because you've conveyed this to you," lirih Pak Bagyo gasped for breath while enduring the pain in his chest that was getting worse.
"By calling the doctor first, sir." Dara withdrew from her sitting position anxious to see the father who was increasingly in pain.
Again and again Pak Bagyo held Dara's hand until the movement stopped, even Pak Bagyo until dragged a little because of the rapid movement of Dara.
"Look! De-listen to you, Father!" exclaim Mr. Bagyo in a soft.
Dara who had shed tears finally approached and lay her head on the chest of the father who whispered something to him.
As well as Dara's eyes bought wide as the secret that was being opened by Pak Bagyo, Dara's breath rose and hot tears flowed back from her eyelids.
"A-what, sir? You're kidding, right? This must be a lie, right?" sergeant Dara doesn't believe it.
But Mr. Bagyo had been silent not to answer.
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