TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 69. THE ONES WHO LEFT CAME BACK.
"Where is my father?" isak Dara is currently in a park with Mr. Jatmika, his biological father.
"Father is not going anywhere, just a little to remember the death of your symbol," the smile on the old face that Dara missed so much expands.
Dara was unable and fell hugging the sturdy body that had always been missed by him.
"Sorry Dara, sorry Dara for leaving you after the cymbok died. Sorry because Dara gave up all our conditions at that time," isak Dara in the chest of the father.
Mr. Jatmika patted gently the shoulders of his biological daughter who had been forced to leave it to his best friend, Mr. Bagyo as long as he pulled away from all the crowds. And after hearing Mr. Bagyo died, then Mr. Jatmika returned to pick up his daughter who now only lives alone.
"You're not wrong, son. The wrong father because he even sent you to Bagyo, you should be more patient and can take better care of you, but I was in a hurry to get you married when Bagyo said there was a good man who proposed to you. It all felt too fast that time, until I didn't have time to breathe."
Dara spilled all her cries on the chest of the man who made her exist in that world, the tightness that gathered on her chest all united and came out through the drops by the tears that continued to flow more and more rapidly.
"Why are you getting divorced, son?" asked Mr. Jatmika after a while Dara's cry subsided leaving a small stuffing that made it like hiccups.
"The man .. he cheated, sir. And worse yet, he cheated with Indi ... my foster sister," said Dara while shrinking tears that again came down from her beautiful netra.
Mr. Jatmika seemed to take a deep breath. "Then after this, what's your plan?"
Dara's distant view glazed over, staring at the sky which slowly seemed to begin to cover the black clouds.
"Perhaps, Dara will pull over .. as you did."
"Then how are the twins?"
Dara turned her face on the old face that now seemed to have more and more wrinkles.
"Where do you know about the twins? Didn't you disappear before they even existed?"
Mr. Jatmika chuckled. "Then you think you'll just take your hands off after you leave it to Bagyo? Even all your problems you know. Two large boutique branches that you manage also you know, Nduk."
Dara was wide open to hear the words of Mr. Jatmika.
"A-what? But ... how is it possible?"
Mr. Jatmika just stared at Dara meaningfully.
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Several suitcases and backpacks appear neatly lined up in front of the terrace of Dara's house, Dara who just set foot in the house made amazed by it.
Because if only Fatan will come out of the house, the luggage is not there that much. Considering all his clothes would fit best in two suitcases."
"Eh, the big lady has come home" Indi said as she placed her pair of shoes which were a gift from Dara on the floor.
The mocking look he gave her, made Dara growl to squeeze her venomous mouth.
"Who, In?" now it appears that Miss Maryam was lifting a cardboard that contained nothing to the porch of the house.
Indi as a child even just saw when Miss Maryam looked into the breast carrying a cardboard that looked heavy.
"This, Ma. This pretentious housewife is coming home, duh kasian ya, ma'am. Have a big house but .. widow," Indi quipped without the slightest shame.
"The mind is silent" said Miss Maryam who looked so educated to see Dara's sharp gaze on her, despite how they are still in her house, her power.
"Why, Mom? It's true that Indi said, if Mbak Dara was a widow. Her husband stuck in me, hahhahah," Indi's laughter exploded as if she had no shame at all.
Miss Maryam pulled the sleeves of Indi so that she was silent, but instead of silence Indi even widened her laughter.
Pllaaakkkkk
The hard slap again landed on Indi's smooth cheek, another five finger trail was on his cheek. Makes it look awful.
"Mom! You dare slap me?" indi's screams are upset.
Her hand was raised to return Dara's slap on her cheek.
"What's? You want bales? Here bales! Did you forget that this house has CCTV? Complete with a voice recorder, so it would be very easy if you just wanted to put you in jail for what you said!" point Dara towards the head of Indi.
Indi was annoyed, again and again he lost terribly. Dara was always one step ahead of him.
"Here you are, why should you insult me anyway, In? Though all this time you also ate from Dara's money." Maryam sighed heavily.
Ms. Maryam actually never justified what Indi did, just that her affection was too great for the child to make her always obey whatever Indi's words and will, including to make Fatan her husband.
"So mom took him?" Pointing Dara. "Inget Ma'am, he's just a foster kid! That mother's biological son was me, not her!" yell Indi.
"What's this?" jolt Fatan who just came out of the house while wearing his Hoodie jacket.
Indi quickly lowered his hand and acted as if there was nothing.
Dara smiled obliquely, the boy wanted to play around with her apparently.
"Where are you going?" ask Dara pretending not to know.
Fatan took a deep breath, and without caring for Indi there he approached and held onto Dara's two shoulders. The look of death in Indi but Dara actually enjoyed it.
'feel you're a girl with no idea at profit!' he murmured in the heart.
"Yes, we're officially divorced, it doesn't feel right that Mas still lives here. What people say later, take good care of the twins huh," muttered Fatan while holding back his tears.
Dara megangguk." Yes, it should have been. But don't forget Mas, you still have to take responsibility for the twins no matter how they're your own flesh and blood."
"Well, I won't forget that. Yes, yes, yes." Fatan reached out his hand at Dara, but Dara just looked at him in confusion.
Shaken, Fatan again pulled back his hand. Realize that the woman in front of him is no longer halal for him.
"Then do you also want to take these two with you, Mas?" tanya Dara successfully makes Indi fire beard.
"What is your business, Ma'am? Fatan is no longer your husband. So don't ...."
"The liver!" sergeant Fatan. Making Indi embarrassed and upset, but to return to fight him did not have the courage.
"Yes, it seems so." Fatan said Dara.
"Are you really getting married?" ask Dara again.