TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 5. TRUSTEESHIP
Dara paced in her room, from the look of her face it was clear that she was agitated.
His memory is spinning, considering Indi's confession last night.
"What's? 10 million? What are you doing, In? That much money?" cecar Dara was surprised when he heard the nominal number mentioned by Indi.
"Ng .. not as much as that Ma'am, Indi at that time only pinjem 5 million but do not know why exactly dibilan the Hans said so 10 million the same interest. Yes it was only Indi knew that it turned out that his mother he was a loan shark. Therefore Indi asked the mother of Indi's anterine spades here so as not to be chased again with them, but even in the same year followed until here," explained Indi with a regretful look.
"Keep, what's the money?"
"Create .. hmmm to buy this hape, Ma'am," hissed Indi timidly while showing his phone that still looks new and shiny.
Dara patted her forehead slowly, then gave a rough snort before finally moving towards the exit.
Indi panicked, followed Dara hurriedly and grabbed her arm.
"Mbak, Maak please do not tell mother, Ma'am," Pinta Indi said, even now his position hangs on Dara's arm without caring if the body that contains it is quite heavy.
Dara brushed off Indi's hand until she fell down and grabbed her plump butt that kissed the floor.
"Mak won't say anything with mom, but as a punishment you have to overcome the problem you have made yourself. Without involving anyone! Learn to mature, Deck." Dara rushed past from before Indi with a sour face.
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"Why are you, Nduk?" asked Miss Maryam who was apparently already in Dara's room.
Dara gasps.
"Mom, why don't you knock on the door first?" dara's protests covered her shock.
Miss Maryam is thieving.
"Until this heat, your hands are picking at the door, but you don't, you don't" replied Miss Maryam.
Dara sighed, realizing her mistake. Too late in his own mind to blame others without asking.
"Nuwun Sewu, Ma'am. Dara is not horrified" said Dara Lirih.
"Wes all right, what are you doing here? I want to go home, you don't want to do anything?" ma'am Maryam's toilet.
Dara patted her eel repeatedly, for again forgetting the important thing today because of too many thoughts. But what is on his mind now is only Indi.
"Oh, let's go ahead. The children are already on the storm can not Mom go home," asked Miss Maryam ahead of Dara heading out.
Dara followed her mother, arriving in the living room adjacent to the terrace looked the twins were slinging spoiled in the arms of Fatan.
But that is not the focus of Dara at this time, but Indi who casually wear a pashmina hijab that is only on her shoulder. Coupled with a thin negligee shirt that shows his neck and shoulders are not covered perfectly with the pashminanya.
Wanted to reprimand, but Dara was chanting. Because the situation was crowded, especially the right sitting position Indi in front of Fatan made Dara suddenly feel afraid.
"Grandmother, don't go home" said Farah, pouring into Miss Maryam's arms.
"Beautiful boy, good boy. If Grandma doesn't come home, who will Grandpa be there?" said Ms. Maryam softly, while stroking her grandson's hair that today decomposes loosely.
Farah began to sob, deftly Fatur came down from the lap of Fatan and wiped the tears of his twin sister.
"Farah don't cry, it will be later if we can go to Grandpa's house with Grandma," Entertain Fatur tried to calm his sister.
Dara smiled at the innocence of the behavior of her two children, momentarily forgotten that there is something that is currently disturbing her mind.
Farah wiped the rest of her tears.
"The snow princess? A lot of sugar?"
Miss Maryam nodded firmly with a big smile on her face.
"OK," sighs Farah finally, forced to release her grandmother back to the village.
"Papa's children are great, then let's take Grandma to the travel counter" Fatan said as he stood up and lifted the bag that his in-laws would bring back to the village.
They go hand in hand, but it is very obvious that Indi tries to avoid Dara's eyes.
Similarly, when on the way to the counter, in a joking atmosphere Indi seemed more silent and busy with his cellphone.
"Loh, hape you new In? How come the new mother saw, like the old is black instead of white like that," said Miss Maryam when accidentally saw Indi's phone.
Indi looked pias and nervous as he was about to answer, which came out of his lips even just mumbles indistinctly.
"Huh? What, In? Who fast so you say, mother is not horrified," exclaimed Miss Maryam while staring at Indi intensely.
Indi quickly put his new phone into his negligee pocket and threw his face towards the streets.
Miss Maryam seemed confused by the behavior of her youngest child, realizing it was finally Dara raised her voice so that her mother no longer felt worried.
"That's what I'm giving Indi, Mom. Calculate the prize for him because he has successfully passed the university entrance exam," said Dara while glancing at Indi.
His position in the front seat made Dara have to contort her body to be able to look at her mother and Indi.
"Ooh, you really bother, Dar? Indi was already big, so he would buy it himself. Want to take care of you with Fatan? It is allowed to stay just as you are grateful," said Miss Maryam while looking at Indi who looked indifferent next to her.
Dara turned to face forward and let out a long sigh.
"Wes not to think, Mom. Hopefully Indi can be as we all hope," said Dara finally.
Miss Maryam agreed with Dara's speech, although there was no response from Indi. They continue their journey in silence, as the twins fall asleep unknowingly.
After the car stopped in the courtyard of a counter, then the twins woke up and of course immediately struggled in the arms of his grandmother.
"Grandma don't forget the promise, yeah." Farah pinched her tiny lips.
Miss Maryam chuckled and increasingly tightened her embrace on the bodies of the two little boys.
"Dong, darling. Grandma will keep Grandma's promise. So you guys, don't be naughty here yeah, keep Aunt Indi not naughty in your house. Okay?" said Miss Maryam with a smile on her face.
"Ready, Grandma." The twins nodded in unison, then again buried his face between the recesses of Bu Maryam's neck covered in instant hijab.
After finishing business with the owner of the travel that will be on board Bu Maryam, Fatan back in the car reported that the car that will take Miss Maryam to his village is ready to leave.
They all got out, and the driver started to pick up Miss Maryam's luggage to put in the trunk of his travel car.
Indi chose to help the driver put some plastic bags filled with souvenirs for his father in the village into the car.
Ms. Maryam hugged Dara tightly.
"Mother Indi Yes, Nduk. Take good care of her, I trust you and your husband. You can certainly guide Indi to be better and wiser, mother's message .. please keep an eye on him not to make the wrong decision, especially in terms of choosing his soul mate later," ma'am Maryam whispered in Dara's ear before breaking her embrace.
Dara's body stiffened, not because of her mother's words. Because of what his eyes saw.