TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 68. OFFICIALLY DIVORCED.

Months passed without notice, today is the final verdict hearing on Dara's divorce lawsuit to Fatan. It did not take long, because Dara always did not want Fatan to come, then his request was more quickly granted.

 Today Dara only needs to come to hear the nail on tap as a sign of the end of her relationship and the father of her twins.

"Without, what ... Can you come this time?" fatan asked when he saw Dara preparing in the family room while accompanying the twins waiting for Elis to come.

 Dara looked back and got busy with her phone.

"Whatever, if you can still hear the hammer ringing later, go ahead. I do not forbid, just please do not complicate our farewell path," said Dara without being able to be denied.

 Fatan pressed his saliva, even now the children no longer ran to meet him when he saw he was near them. Even now just look no, the twins are more fun to arrange the puzzle rather than pay attention to him.

"Alright," said Fatan limp as it passed from before Dara.

 A hint of pity lingered in Dara's mind, but she immediately brushed it off by remembering all her husband's indecent treatment with her own sister.

 This wound still felt bloody now, so with all her heart Dara bounced her determination to part. No matter how deep the feelings he still had for Fatan, he didn't care. His heart was tired, very tired.

 Elis came in a hurry, his face still looked tangled with hair that was carelessly pinched.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am." Elis grabbed Dara's hand and endured it.

 Forehead frowning. "Wa'alaikumsalam, what's wrong with you, Lis?"

"Elis is late, Ma'am. You see last night take care of Mbak Laila who suddenly fainted at home because of her Magh relapse," explained Elis while fixing her hair ties to make it neater.

"How is the situation now?" Dara curious.

"Alhamdulillah have it easy, Ma'am. I've been given medicine as well Mr. the new doctor who lives in front of our house, whose duty in Pustu near here it. Now Mbak Laila yes just a slumber at home has not been strong say anything."

"Alhamdulillah if it's okay, may Miss teacher Laila Cepet healed yes," said Dara catapulted prayers as sincere as her heart.

 Elis agreed and began to lead the twins to a bath, and painstakingly prepared them to prepare for school.

"Come, Lis. We are together, I happen to want to bring a car," said s

Dara when she saw her children were neat and ready to go to school.

"Yeyy, get in Mama's car." Fatur cheering.

 "Tap Mama's car instead of going into the garage?" chirps Farah who apparently still remembers the incident yesterday when Dara accidentally hit the cart of a cilok trader and made his new car blister until it must be brought to the workshop fortunately Zaki saw and wanted to deliver them go home and also call the workshop officer to pick up Dara's car.

"Oh, yes Mama forgot dear." Dara patted her eel while smiling mirically.

 Fatur and Farah patted her head. "Cape it."

 Elis looked at the two foster children and then looked at Dara while grinning the horse.

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 The sound of a car horn from the front, Dara and Elis rushed forward and Zaki's car appeared there.

"Become, let's sneak the mother between." Bu Ambar opened the windshield and exclaimed at Dara.

 Dara was stunned for a moment, but soon realized when Fatur ran towards the car and just climbed up.

"Yeyyy, get in the car om good again!" the thrill is not a bracket.

 Ms. Ambar opened the back door and helped Fatur to ride. (The flight was opened earlier with Elis, because he was the most trusted Dara in the house)

"Udah, what bother? Wong mother did not feel in the repotin kok, which is also mistress Zaki is not the mother," kekeh Bu Ambar while rubbing the head of Fatur who was sitting comfortably beside him while drinking milk box giving.

 Because the day was getting longer, Dara had no choice but to return to ride Zaki's car, Ambar forces her to sit in the front seat next to Zaki while the children and Elis in the back seat are with her.

 They drove the twins first to his school and immediately drove to the car repair shop where Dara's car was brought yesterday.

"Looker yesterday how are you?" chirps Bu Ambar when remembering the gripper who was hit by Dara and asked for compensation of two million, even though the wagon was not at all blisters only pushed a little.

"I think she's making a big thank you in her house, Bun." Zaki replied while holding back a laugh.

"Dara's wisdom is too good anyway, his wagon time is okay-why even stay in love it's money two million," kekeh Bu Ambar.

 Dara's face blushed embarrassed, indeed yesterday he gave away the two million requested by the gripper who became the victim, even though the wagon was only pushed forward and the car Dara was the one that was scuffed. But because of the sense of responsibility finally Dara who must out the money.

"Whoever alms, bun," said Dara to defend himself when if he could he wanted to quickly disappear from the presence of the two humans.

 Arriving at the workshop and about to take his car, the new Dara will pay the bill directly in the box by Zaki who instead handed his card to the cashier.

"This cake, please" and handed back Dara's ATM card.

"But, Zaki."

"Watch alms" he said lightly while putting his card back in his wallet and waltzing casually towards the exit.

 Dara was still stunned when she realized the time was turning and it was almost time for the trial to open.

 At medium speed Dara drove the car she had just bought yesterday in case, using her savings during her marriage to Fatan. Though the car that used to be used by Fatan is still in the garage, he is reluctant to wear it because there it has been tarnished by indi.

"Dara," called someone from behind as Dara had just exited her car in front of the religious courthouse.

"You Mas?" when he saw Fatan running towards him, Dara did not deliberately lock the gate back when he went out because he wanted to see if Fatan would actually come. And apparently, here they are now.

"I ride a motorcycle, want to use a car but the key is you who hold it," explained Fatan without asking.

 Dara mangosteen, deserved Fatan arrived almost simultaneously with his apparently because riding ojek.

 Without caring about Fatan, Dara just went into the courthouse and directed by the officer to a large room where he had heard all the judge's verdicts to this day the final will be decided.

Fatan followed Dara because he still did not understand the ins and outs of the court. When he entered the room, there were already a few people there.

 The trial went well, Fatan did not demand anything for all the complaints requested by Dara, he said, in addition to the treasure gono gini in the form of a car used by Fatan that will be sold and in the results for two because the house is a wedding gift from the late Fatan's parents to Dara.

"With this, I declare that Fatan's brother and Dara's sister are officially divorced."

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 The hammer was on tap, tears dripping from the corner of Dara's eyes. All the wonderful and sweet memories they once lived revolved like tapes in his head. The years they spent together, the presence of the twins, a safe and peaceful life are now all just memories. Ah, if only there were no spark of love from the actor, surely none of this would ever exist.

"Well, sorry Mas ya if all this time always makes you angry and hurt. Hopefully in the future you will be happier, without Mas there," muttered Fatan while thrusting his hand to shake with Dara.

 Dara looked up and let her tears be seen by Fatan, let the man know how big the wound he had cut was. Dara accepted the hand, and immediately left Fatan there. His heart was not ready in the face of this condition, but it was also the situation that forced it.

"Your tree may wither, but trust me there will be new shoots that will replace it." Someone thrust out a piece of tissue next to Dara's face, her sweet smile making Dara's world seem to stop spinning.