TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 57. MADE MAID.
"It's still dirty there, time doesn't seem like it? It was there also clearly knew the dust was still sticky," ketus Dara pointed to and fro on Indi who was mopping the floor of the family room.
Since that incident, Dara has treated Indi and Fatan like servants in his house. If you ask why not get kicked out? The ease of their dong if only in expulsion, can only dh outside there they even repeat the error that makes it collectible again. So to minimize all the eyebrows, Dara finally chose to lock the two sneaks in her house including her mother who did not know the shame at once. I can get a free maid.
"Become, breakfast is ready." Maryam emerged from the kitchen doorway and carried out her daily duties, cooking for the family.
"The rice that made me the same kids was separated, right? Not in one, Mom. The same rice that made you eat. Somehow that's the case," said Dara without a hint of care about the feelings of his mother and Indi whether to be offended or not.
They alone from the beginning never cared about his feelings why now he should be kind?.
"Udah, it's rice that makes you the same as your own twin who cooks." Miss Maryam turned back to the kitchen to serve the dishes she had cooked.
Dara went to the dinner table to see what menu her mother prepared today.
"Sir, I have breakfast first. Very lemes I, Mommy from the morning told mopping the whole house like this, which has not been fed. You want me to get sick?" chirps Indi.
But it was not the gentle and attentive gaze she got from Dara, but rather the cynical gaze with the eyes slightly widened.
"What did you say? Eaten? You mop the entire floor of this room up to the terrace until kinclong, then you can eat! No work, no food for you! Suck it!" exclaim Dara growled.
Lost all sympathy and humanity in Dara's heart for the man who had betrayed her. His heart was still bleeding and added again with the attitude of a sister and husband who seemed not kapok as well even though it had been blasphemed all netijen.
Indi walked up to Dara by holding her stomach.
"But, Ma'am. Indi's stomach hurts a lot, Ma'am. May yes Ma'am, Indi breakfast first .. just a moment, Ma'am. After that Indi will mop up again until everything is done," whine Indi again, making Dara really disgusted to see his behavior that still does not change.
Dara clenched her jaw and leaned her body towards Indi, making Indi feel so intimidated.
"What did you not say? You want to starve me all day hm?"
Indi shook his head quickly and went back to doing his job mopping the floor.
"After it's over you dry the floor, don't let the wet floor make my kids fall. Or ...." Dara made a circular motion around her neck making Indi immediately horrified to make.
"Geez, Madam Dara why can be a psychopath like that anyway? Duh, it's still safe, aren't I the same mom living here? But want to go back to the village also can not, money aja kaga gablek. Duh, fate. Though the actor out there you can live a happy life with the treasures of his savings. Why am I even a maid? Where free again," muttered Indi while continuing to mop the floor with movement in speed.
Her stomach wasn't lying, she was really starving. While holding his stomach that deflated Indi tried to make the floor all slip well so that he could quickly eat. Yeah, it's only in a matter of days and his life is pretty shaky now. Cassian? Ooh, not unless you're an angel, yeah maybe just pity.
Seeming from outside Fatan went inside with sweat pouring, since the sun had not yet risen he was ordered by Dara to trim the grass in the yard and wash a car and motorcycle his clean. Why didn't Fatan resist and stay in that house? The answer is because it turns out the home of his parents he has mortgaged to obey all the will of Indi before. So that Dara did not suspect all his extraordinary spending a lot while still free to date Indi first, but now all left only regrets that will never have an end.
"Darling, I'm done with everything you asked. Can I eat now?" ask Fatan with a tired and parched face.
His sweat poured even to wet the floor even if only a drop of two drops.
Dara looked over, and her heart slipped. That face, that face that used to be so in his dream and in his worship. Now look at him deeply with a small plea for a plate of food there. It looks obvious when Fatan gulps at the food in Dara's plate.
"Eat, but clean yourself first, Mother." Dara finally relented with her heart that was actually full of affection.
If you ask why Dara can change attitude to be like a psychopath if angry, it was because all the piled up heartache that had been in his own pendam exploded out and made him even barely able to handle it.
Fatan smiled and went straight into the bathroom, first suspending his intention to take a bath. Dara is being kind then she will not waste the opportunity to be able to enjoy a plate of food that lately is very difficult to get.
"Thank you, dear." Fatan smiled at Dara even though Dara had no interest in replying.
"Enjoy the food, then go after it to find work," said Dara slowly, but quite poised the inner Fatan.
"Well, after this Mas will again try to find work. Hopefully there will be companies that will still accept Mas. You will know for yourself how the image of Mas in society now. It's hard for them to believe the same, because ...."
"What, Mas? You want to blame me for making you and Indi viral?" sela Dara doesn't like it.
Fatan shook his head quickly, wanting to feel like he agreed but what power he still needs Dara to survive. Because at this time he has no money and anything else, all his property is taken over Dara's sweat and hidden somewhere.
"Mas, don't mean it, honey."
Dara raised her hand. "Stop, stop calling me darling. I'm disgusted by that sentence coming out of your mouth as long as you know! Are you still not aware how much sin you are the same as me huh? Even by not knowing the shame you and Indi still ...."