TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 58. A SPY.
"Because!" sela Fatan fast. "The same Indi has never been in contact again. You can install CCTV anywhere and just pay attention to our movements in this house. Our neighborhood's just around this house unless you let us out."
Dara nodded heavily. "Well, I'm just minimizing you and Indi to be months of citizens. Just so you know, if I'm saving you guys."
"But not by locking us all up in the house, right, Dara? Even the twins spend more time outside with Elis now than at home. Even if at home they must be directly brought into the room. You're selfish, Dara. Even now my children you keep away from me. Why are you being like this anyway, Dara? Where was the once gentle and affectionate Dara to me and the children's cakes? Give me back that Daraku please give it back!" Fatan fell down while holding Dara's leg.
But Dara who was upset even kicked Fatan's hand until it slipped from his leg.
"What did you say, Mom? Give back the old Dara? Then give me back my old husband. Who loves me and my family, who always try their best for us, and most importantly. Are you willing, Mom?"
Fatan was stunned, he realized he would never be able to grant Dara's request. But he carelessly asked for things that could not be achieved again from Dara. The perfect wife he had betrayed to the end, and now regretting would be of no use.
"Dara ... Can't we start all over again? I promise not to repeat the same mistake again." Fatan pleaded.
Dara shook her head, unconsciously her tears fell down her cheeks.
"You can promise not to repeat with the same person, Mas. But it does not rule out the possibility that we will repeat again with another woman."
Fatan shakes. "No will! I promise and swear! Whoever he is won't let this heart come back tempted."
Dara was unmoved, all of this drama really made her tired and dizzy.
"Sorry, Mas. But my decision is already unanimous. After you get a job and a new place to live later, please get out of this house and we get divorced. I'm tired .. I gave up on everything, Mas. Your mistake is fatal and unforgivable."
"But, Dara ...."
"Already, Mas. We are done .. please do not force," said Dara as she moved to the room.
Just as Dara was about to leave, Indi entered from outside with a mop and bucket.
Byurrrs
The water he carried spilled over Dara because of his hasty path and did not look ahead.
"Jeez, Indi! You walk with your eyes, right? Look at the mama's shirt so wet! Keep the floor too, anyway you have to finish all this first." Dara screams in anger.
Miss Maryam who had been staying in the kitchen was shocked and rushed to Indi to defend her from Dara's anger.
"Well, please don't be mad at Indi anymore. Cassian she is, Dara. You'll know from childhood he never did all the homework. And here he has to do all that, so please understand that he still likes to be wrong, Dara. Kan since long ago also you are the most understanding Indi," persuaded Miss Maryam so that Dara did not continue her anger.
But dear thousand dear, Dara who has been ignited is very difficult to be able to make it melt.
His emotions were relieved every time Miss Maryam or Fatan began to speak in defense of Indi. All his affection for them was gone, only anger and disgust were there now.
"Dara .. please calm down, Indi must have been unintentional. Let Mas help clean up everything yes" said Fatan while taking over the empty mop bucket from Indi's hands.
Dara looked at it all with a cynical look, even in this situation Fatan was still unconscious and instead defended Indi in front of Dara directly.
"Well, you can clean up all the mistakes that Indi has made, Mas. Please, if you need to share your meal rations this morning for him. Cause now I'm not gonna let her eat until I choose." Dara walked away from those who were glued to their respective places.
They know what Dara said is not a joke, almost in every corner of the house is now installed CCTV. Even a rat would be very difficult to steal food in his kitchen. Especially them.
"Oh, one more." Dara turned. "You may be able to give him the rest of my food that does not run out on that table, just calm down. Just as I .. mengikhlaskan you to be with him, Mas Fatan."
The more fixated they heard it, they knew that Dara's heartache had reached its peak. The highest peak of love is love.
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Somewhere else.
"So they're your nephew's foster kids?" ask a handsome doctor to Laila who is watching the twins playing in the yard while waiting for Elis to finish bathing.
"Yes, Doctor. They're twins, and they've only been Elis's foster children for a few months." Laila answered slowly.
The man nodded, he had indeed deliberately come to that place because he was asked by someone to find out about the twin boys who only had a pair in the neighborhood.
"It seems like they're here more often these days" the man said as he lit a cigarette and sucked it in.
The man had indeed rented a small house in front of Laila's house, the goal was, to find out what happened to the twins and their families.
Laila sighs. "Yes, her parents are having a problem. So ... Her mother asked Elis to bring them here. Because you don't want your kids to hear their arguments at home."
"Mr doctor ...."
"Ah, just call Halim. My name is Halim, do not call the doctor continue dong. I'm so ashamed" Halim covered her mouth with her hands.
Laila smiled shyly and nodded. "I-yes, Mr. Halim."
Halim laughed out of humor at Laila's shy face that was so adorable in her eyes. Looks like the mission this time will run smoothly and of course happy.
(Boss, the target seems to be in poor household condition. For complete info I will find out first) type Halim on her phone without the knowledge of Laila who is still busy with a tinge of shame on her cheek.