TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 55. TRAUMATISED.
At the Zaki residence, precisely at the main house of the Zaki family.
"Zak, let's eat first. Until when do you daydream like that? It won't change anything, son." Ambar again persuaded Zaki for the second time that morning.
Since the riot that occurred at his wedding party at that time, Zaki was indeed more silent and locked himself in his room. He didn't even go to a cafe and didn't go to college to teach.
The spirit of his life is extinct, either because of excessive disappointment or because of love that turned out to clap one hand.
"Zaki hasn't laper yet, Bun. Mother who ate first yes," reject Zaki somehow for the last few days.
Bu Ambar sighed, his heart was famous to see the condition of his only son who looked thinner than usual. His face looks haggard, but before Zaki was a man who was very attentive to his appearance even while staying at home.
"Not yet laper how do you mean hm? You are not even eating anything from yesterday, pity your body is less intake. Do you want dehydration to keep going to the hospital?" cecar Bu Ambar continues to force Zaki to eat.
Zaki still shook his head weakly by throwing his gaze in the other direction. Staring at the lush trees blown by the wind far away there.
Ms. Ambar took a deep breath again, then took a slow step to sit next to Zaki who was on the balcony of her room.
"You want to torture yourself like anything, everything will not be foxed, Zak. Ikhlaskan! Then you will be calmer. Why the hell are you the one who got so bad? It's not all because of your fault, either." Ms. Ambar began to express all her frustration to Zaki.
But Zaki just shuddered not wanting to respond, his heart was already quite full of all his personal problems. Even his brain now feels crowded with various assumptions and logical opinions that he tries to tepis.
"Aja really did not expect the Indi, he could relate with his own sister-in-law until like that. Mommy is grateful that everything was revealed at the right time, so at least you will not be used! it's good that Mother's most beloved child since childhood even get used goods?" bu Ambar still not satisfied nagging.
"Already, Bun. Don't talk about it anymore" Zaki pinta rubbed his face with both hands.
Get rid of all the sadness on his face that seemed to start growing in sideburns.
"Mother is just grateful, son. It turns out that even you are not married to Indi, even though it is actually so .. only it is only two hours, just assume it does not count, he said, after all you are the same he also has not said yes .. suppose that there is nothing, after all no one is at a disadvantage you are also still a virgin status kok."
Zaki nodded. "Well, Bun. Zaki also thanked Gusti Allah for showing all the truth before Zaki and Indi had built a household. Zaki can't imagine how painful it would be if Zaki found out about this after marriage and even after having children."
Bu Ambar stared into the distance, the gentle breeze that stroked his face that began to be decorated with wrinkles seemed to hold a sigh in his own heart.
"Hopefully after this, you can get a better soul mate huh, son. Who has never had a moment and his life will only be dedicated to you and your children in the future," said Bu Ambar who suddenly remembered Fatur who always ran cheerfully if he met Zaki, whenever it was.
Zaki accepted Ambar's heartfelt prayer and went back inside for a bit to pick up a blanket.
"Bun, put on the blanket when it gets cold. Later mother in the wind bothered again," Zaki chanted while thrusting a plain blanket at Bu Ambar.
Ambar smiled happily to get a little attention from his son. This is one of his greatest forms of gratitude. Because of the gift of a son who understood him so well. It's just that, unfortunately the love of his son who complete package was always met with obstacles.
And the peak when yesterday back in betrayal Indi, it seems Zaki has begun to bear a deep trauma in his heart.
Suddenly an idea just flashed through Bu Ambar's mind, immediately Bu Ambar took Zaki's hand with his eyes sparkling brightly.
"Zak, it seems like Mommy knows someone who is very suitable to be your companion."
Zaki turned his head with a lazy gaze was already very reluctant to re-open his heart to the women of his tribe.
Bu Ambar smiled and edged closer to his son.
"How about you marry again ...."
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The Dara house.
"You want to get all of Mas's stuff, Dara?" fatan exclaimed when he found Dara was putting all her clothes and belongings into a large suitcase.
Dara fell silent and continued to continue what he was doing as if Fatan was an invisible creature that he could not see his existence.
Upset, Fatan pulled Dara's hand rough until Dara wanted to look at him even though his gaze was very sharp and cruel.
"What do you want, Dara? You want to get rid of Mas from this house? Remember this house Mas bought, Dara! So this is Mas' house too. You have absolutely no right to master it let alone to expel Mas from Mas's own house!" amuk Fatan while staring back at Dara sharply.
Dara throbbed, her heart paled to hear the expression of Fatan's arrogance that had just this time dared to bring up the origin of the house they occupied.
"What did you say, Mom? Your house? You forgot this house you bought in my name? Or do I need to get her certificate when you forget?"
"Yes but still pay it off you use my money that until this moment you do not even remember to return!" reply Fatan intense.
Apparently Fatan has not been able to reflect from his mistakes and instead wants to befall him with other mistakes.
Dara took a rough breath and prepared a mental steel to face her husband who seemed to have begun to slide his brain.
"You're even paying the remaining ten million, Mom! And the rest of it is you who borrowed my money. You said because later we will find this house together. So even now, I haven't brought up at all about it. And now, you can talk like that, right?"
Fatan gasped, realizing that what Dara said was true as well.
"But still you have no right to expel Mas from this house, Dara! This is still your husband's legal!"
"Curtain!" Dara spat on the floor, just below Fatan's feet.
" What else did you say, Mom? Husband? What kind of husband even shares a bed with his own sister-in-law, huh?" tuding Dara right in front of Fatan's face.
His emotions were unstoppable to hear all the Fatan defense sentences that in fact only made his heart become sick many times over.
With anger controlling her mind Dara immediately dragged the suitcase containing Fatan's belongings towards the exit of the house.
Bruakkkhhh.
Dara threw the suitcase into the yard and pointed out with her finger.
"I ask .. Now you leave this house, Mas! Just go home to your parents' estate, and wait for a letter from the court for you!"