TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 43. FINALLY REVEALED.
"Astaghfirullah, it turns out that all this time ...."
Dara smothered her mouth so as not to make a sound, her cries shed. His heart hurts like it's torn. All the chat and indecent photos of her husband and Indi are plastered in the fake application.
"Oh my God, but why? why Indi Allah? why my own sister?"
Dara sobbed, did not want to be caught by Fatan Spring Dara went to the back porch of his house.
The atmosphere was silent and quiet, only the sound of night beasts that sometimes sounded accompanied. It was in the midst of silence that Dara shed all her tears, her pain of the greatest betrayal of her life.
"This is what you've been hiding from me all along, Mom. It turns out that you also have the heart to lie to me and the children, you said out of town but it turned out instead ..., Oh God why does it hurt so much? oh, God is sick." Dara pulled her headscarf and even clawed at her arm to express her pain.
Dara's head turned around, dizzy, but her crying still wouldn't stop. Flowing profusely at both corners of her smooth white cheeks like marble.
"I'm less like you, Mom? we've been all right, haven't we? why are you the heart? did you forget you Indi was my sister, Mas? why Mas, why?" his Dara frustrated.
Dara wanted to shout, throwing away all the negative energy in her chest. But the silence and quiet atmosphere of the night made her choose only to moan between her knees, covering her face with both elbows drowning her cries so that no one would hear.
"You're evil, Indi. Though all this time Mbak always caved with you, Mbak always ngutamain you more. But here's your reply, Ma'am, In? you're outrageous!" hissing Dara again, he was angry but could not do anything about it.
Dara realized she was weak, she was weak because of the confusion must be how now. The backrest that had so far in his belief collapsed just like that, making him instantly whiny and almost collapse if only there was no memory of his two children who would still need it.
Dara silently hung in for a while there, letting the night wind carry away all the rest of her bosom inside her chest. All the content of chat and indecent photos in the hidden application on Fatan's phone has been recorded clearly in his memory, and of course Dara had time to send it to his own phone as evidence to sue Fatan when the time came.
"Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullah, astaghfirullahaladzim." continued Dara chanting istighfar until his heart that was originally tight and sick now began to loose and a little relieved.
Dara looked up, wiped her tears and headed towards the water tap she used to water the small garden behind her house.
How amazing Dara's heart, the extensive patience made him not necessarily hit her husband and also her sister. Even calmly Dara now walks into the house after ablution first.
Pain indeed, the heart of the woman who is not sick and destroyed when she found real evidence of her husband and sister who are secretly connected behind her. But Dara tried to use her healthy mind to be able to reply to all, not spread the other bars but at least the effect is more interesting than others.
"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Dara breathed a long breath before starting her evening prayer in a special prayer room not far from her room.
Dara dissolved in his long prayer, shedding all his pain and tears before the owner of life. Even he did not realize that Fatan was walking slowly behind him to get out of the house, very slowly until his sigh could not be heard.
Dara only realized it after Fatan managed to get out and start the engine of his car before finally drove somewhere. Just as Dara said her last greeting in prayer.
"Astaghfirullah," hissed Dara while pressing his chest back in pain.
Dara tau, very know that currently Indi and Fatan must be making an appointment. Indi who since the afternoon bailed to do college assignments and Fatan who left the house quietly explained everything. Not once or twice Dara found them acting like that, at first Dara was not suspicious but after all the evidence was in front of her eyes inevitably her instincts were also working.
"Please my servant O Allah so that the servant does not rashly face this bitter reality, this is very painful but fortunately you have given this advice first so I am not too destroyed now. Thank you, Sir. Even when you were calm in heaven, you still loved Dara very much," said Dara while raising her hand to the front of the chest.
As I prayed, Dara's heart became calmer. The ripples of anger ripples had mostly gone from his heart. Only silence and calmness exist.
"I must not be weak, they must not know that their secret has been revealed. Get ready Mas, Indi .. wait until your time arrives. Nature will work and it seems I don't need to get too dirty with this hand to avenge you. I've had it all with my Lord" muttered Dara looking straight ahead.
Musholah lights that previously lived and blinked beautifully, immediately died just like Dara's heart was completely closed to the existence of Fatan and Indi.
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At a night club.
"Mas!" indi shouted while waving his hand.
Fatan who just got out of the car returned his wave and rushed closer to Indi.
"It can also come out of you, Mas. Kirain will be in the interview first with Ma'am." Indi chuckled while struggling spoiled on the sturdy arm of Fatan, her hijab had drifted somewhere leaving behind her ash blonde curly hair.
"Yes not, Mas came out earlier your mother's peg again praying. I'm thinking, so it's safe." Fatan rubbed his mustache while playing his eyebrows at Indi.
Indi laughed fondly in the niche of Fatan's neck to take advantage of the situation to provoke his sister-in-law's passion.
"Yeah yuk, Mom. Let's enjoy our good time before I get married." Indi pulled Fatan's hand to enter the club building, which seemed to glow, and there was music pounding in it.
Fatan was actually uncomfortable being in such a place, a whole new lifetime this time Fatan set foot in the night entertainment venue like now. Fatan felt foreign, he did not even recognize himself but for the sake of his passion for Indi who had been provoked then all the sense that he was patis as far as possible.
"Let's go, Mas!" indi's exclamation offset the sound of music that apparently sounded very deafening when they were already inside.
Indi had already booked a room for them, so without having to wait long now they were safe in a room that was completely uninterrupted by the sound of music from the floor below.
"We've arrived, Mas. Look, even I've asked to prepare food for us. I'm a really laper, Mas. Anyway if you can imagine the long run," kekeh Indi while pulling Fatan to the table where some ready-to-eat food is there.
Like a buffalo on his nose Fatan according to him even when Indi sat him in a chair facing the junk food.
"Yuk Mas, eat." Indi opened a box containing rice and chicken as well as scramble egg in it. But just about to feed into his mouth Indi felt a tremendous nausea.
"Hukk"
"Hukk"
Indi ran to the bathroom in the follow Fatan whose face was beginning to worry.