TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 41. A FACT.
The morning.
Elis had just come to Dara's house, she was no longer staying over and would come every morning and go home in the evening or while the twins were sleeping.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am." greeted Elis when he saw Dara looked dreamy in the spacious yard of his house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, eh Lis already Dateng," said Dara with a smile hanging on her lips.
Elis approached Dara and sat down next to her. " What's the result, Ma'am? did you get anything?"
Dara sighed and cast her gaze far ahead.
"No, Lis. There is nothing suspicious in Mas Fatan. Maybe it's just Mbak who is too much to judge," said Dara miris.
Everything felt absurd now, the sudden change in Fatan's attitude must be accompanied by something behind it. Butwhat? even the traces and smell were not sniffed.
Elis seemed to think for a moment. "But, Ma'am. Hape is clean, there is nothing that can be. Gini, Ma'am. Semalem kak Elis pinjem hapenya Mbak Laila to see tick. Well there is content about applications that can hide other applications, Ma'am. The shape is if not wrong like a calculating machine that."
Dara's eyes rounded wide, he remembered last night when opening Fatan's phone was found two counting machine applications. But at that time she thought that it was not important, because of her husband's work as a financial manager, Dara only thought that Fatan deliberately downloaded another calculating machine application to facilitate his work.
"What is possible ...."
Dara did not continue her sentence and preferred to go into the house and to the kitchen.
"Bak, where are you going?" elis followed Dara.
It looks like the twins who are playing together in the middle house, very cool to not care about the circumstances around him.
"Mr?" Elis had reached the kitchen and found Dara standing in front of the refrigerator and downing a bottle full of water.
Elis approached and held Dara's shoulder. "What's up, Ma'am?"
Dara wiped her wet lips and headed towards the dining table without answering Elis' question.
Brugh
Dara threw her body on the chair and let out a long sigh, as if letting out all the tightness entrenched within her chest.
"Lis, what you said earlier ... That app .. is it really?" ask Dara lirih.
Elis sat down and nodded in response to Dara's question. "Yes, Mother. There was even a neighbor Elis who immediately proved himself and was actually in the phone of her husband who turned out to have a stash outside the city."
Dara sighed, her mind branching now. About the fate of her household, her son, fake application on her husband's phone that could be the mastermind of it all, and certainly the wedding of Indi who live counting Sunday to be carried out.
"What ... in Pak Fatan's phone there is an application, Ma'am?" ask Elis carefully.
Dara looked at Elis wistfully, and nodded slowly.
Elis closed his mouth while questioning. "Hopefully that's a calculating machine, ma'am. Mas Fatan is the manager, right? who knows how to do his job."
Dara nodded slowly and again determined to check the Fatan's phone again tonight.
The house was quiet because Fatan went to work, while Miss Maryam and Indi went walking along the street with the Zaki family. Dara was actually invited just that she was reluctant to come and preferred to stay at home so that her happy sister could be satisfied to enjoy time with the family of her future husband.
"What is this God? why does it feel more awkward here? was my suspicion right all along?"
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At a mall where Zaki and his parents took Indi and Miss Maryam on a walk.
"Geez, his seneng will finally have another ghost," said Miss Maryam as she patted Zaki's sturdy and muscular arm.
Zaki smiled while continuing to move around the mall with the aim of making his future wife and in-laws happy.
"If anyone likes, please buy it, Mom. Today's Zaki's buying it." Zaki invited his future mother-in-law to shop as she pleased.
Ms. Maryam of course was very happy, but when she realized that there was always Bu Ambar candidate for her besi there, Ms. Maryam deliberately pura refused to keep the image.
"Eh, no need for Zaki. If you want something later, let me buy it myself. I have money," said Miss Maryam laughing discordantly.
Indi turned around and looked at his mother in wonder, usually Miss Maryam is very happy shopping for free especially if the tract. This is a collision once the support of the nolak.
Miss Maryam noticed Indi's gaze and looked back at him while blinking a few times. Giving a code so that Indi does not open his voice, Indi throbbed and shrugged his shoulders indifferently and chose to re-enter the crowded mall atmosphere by visitors.
"No need to worry, Jeng. God willing my son Zaki is able if only we just buyjain aja. Yes at the very least how much is exhausted, will not be as big as the cost of umroh right?" chirp Miss Ambar while juxtaposing Mom Maryam's steps.
Miss Maryam felt shunned, but she was reluctant to show her fangs now. A future daughter-in-law like Zaki certainly will not be separated in the slightest by Miss Maryam, as Fatan. So for now Miss Maryam just need to be patient to keep her good image in front of Zaki until later the wedding day takes place.
"Mas, we're going there yuk." Indi pulls Zaki's hand and takes him to a food court.
Miss Maryam and Bu Ambar follow two lovebirds who have been bound by the engagement with their respective minds.
Miss Maryam with her happy face, and Miss Ambar with her cold flat face. It was as if he did not like Indi so much as his future son-in-law.
They sat down at a table, and Indi started ordering food for her and asked Zaki what she was going to order.
"What do you want to eat?" Indi asked after she and Zaki decided on the same meal.
Miss Maryam picked up the menu book and began to explore its contents. While Bu Ambar just silent while occasionally glancing at his iron candidate with a look of disdain.
"Duh, I don't understand, In. Wes is the same as you do," said Ms. Maryam thrust the menu book back to Indi.
Indi shrugged his shoulders and received back the menu book.
"If you want to eat what, Bun?" ask Indi as warmly as possible to his future mother-in-law.
Bu Ambar instead of answering instead put his jutek look on Indi, making Indi continue to curse in his heart because annoyed with the look of Bu Ambar's face.
"I want the most expensive food here, my son paid for it. Not going to be poor if you give your own parents, right, Jeng?" sindir Bu Ambar to Miss Maryam whose face was red.