TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 8. ACQUAINTED
Not yet had time to connect his words heard the voice of Bu Leha who shouted loudly, getting closer to Indi's position now.
"Oh, that's a reckless old man too." Indi nagged while trying to stand up and dizzy looking for a hiding place to not be known Bu Juleha.
The man retreated as Indi started advancing towards him still while drowning.
"Is there anyone in your house?" indi asked while pointing into the fence of the handsome man's house.
The man simply shook his head, and Indi quickly pulled his hand towards the house more precisely into the fence and closed the fence slowly. The goal is of course not to be heard by Bu Juleha who seems to have been around the corner where Indi Nyungsep was.
"It was a waste ...." The man was about to ask but Indi quickly put his index finger on the man's lips.
They peeked from the gap under the fence, there Bu Juleha wander around looking for the possibility of Indi's existence. Slowly but surely all the places on his scan, but fortunately the fence of the man's house was closed and high so it was not visible if Indi hid behind it.
Indi turned around, breathing a sigh of relief as Bu Leha finally disappeared behind the front corner. Indi's shoulders sagged along with his limp core which was boneless.
"Who was that? Why are you hiding from him?" asked the man who seemed to be very curious, he even forgot that Indi had thrown sandals until he hit his eel.
"Rentenir," said Indi short, his breath was still wheezing because he had previously run and had to run anyway.
The man went inside his house and came back again with a bottle of cold mineral water in his hand. Indi accepted it and quickly drank it to the toilet, looking very thirsty. Makes the man look a little pity.
"Thank you" said Indi after his breathing was regular again.
"Zaki, my name is Zaki" said the man as he extended his hand.
Indi received his hand and smiled.
"Indira, thank you very much. I can knock it here, if that's how I go home first," Indi said as he stood up and flicked his clothes that were exposed to dust, then put on his sandals and wobbled to find his side again.
"Search this?" chirping the man named Zaki while carrying Indi sandals in his hands, sandals that make Indi upset and happy this.
Indi smiled and nodded.
Zaki put the slippers down, and Indi quickly put them on and opened the fence and ran home.
But just a few steps back to Zaki's house.
"So is missing? Your footprints maybe?" zaki's claw with his cute innocent face that makes anyone anxious to see him, like there are cat ears on his head when he talks.
Indi closed his mouth so as not to let go of laughing at Zaki's jokes.
"Ooh, here. I forgot the way home," said Indi timidly.
"To the mental hospital?"
Indi's eyes rounded to hear how ridiculous Zaki's answer was.
"Hahaha, I'm just kidding." Zaki hastened to close back the fence of his house after he himself came out.
Indi mangosteen alone, and walking backwards gave Zaki space to close the fence.
"Okay, so where's your house block?"
Indi thought for a moment, remembering Dara's house number.
"If not wrong, block A number 24," said Indi between sure and not.
"The House of Fatan?" guess Zaki's on target.
Indi's eyes sparkled happily because Zaki knew his brother's house.
"You know Mas Fatan?"
Zaki nodded as he swung his steps ahead of Indi.
"Yes, we often gym together," said Zaki as it is.
'pantes at home a lot of torn bread,' Indi's mind while imagining the stomach of his sister-in-law who had seen yesterday, when accidentally passing in front of Dara's room when Fatan had just changed clothes.
"Are you ready Mas Fatan?" ask Zaki further.
Indi who had unknowingly been left behind was quite far in the rush of running after Zaki.
"You ask me?" said Indi who did not really hear Zaki's words before.
"No, I'm calling the wind. You see, the wind from there was a bit sultry because he was not rustling," said Zaki origin.
Let alone Indi, Zaki himself sometimes also did not understand the meaning of his own words.
"By the way is you?" kekeh Indi while shaking his head.
"I asked, are you Mas Fatan? And why was Mpok Juleha chasing you?" cecar Zaki who had been curious since.
Indi laughed a little.
"Ooh, that. I'm Mas Fatan's sister-in-law, Dara's sister. If Bu Leha's business he wants to collect debt," replied Indi frankly.
Indi also did not realize why he could be as comfortable as that and it was easy to talk honestly to Zaki, even though they had not known for long.
Indi stopped suddenly when he realized something.
"Do you know Ms Juleha?"
Zaki came to a stop and stared at Indi flatly.
"Yes, of course. He's my aunt,"
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Indi entered the house in a hurry, his hair looked messy and did not look at the surroundings at all. Just focus forward and quickly disappear behind the door of his room.
Dara's family who were preparing to go to the mosque just stared in wonder at Indi, but did not say anything as he passed by.
"Auntie why, Ma?" ask Farah who is complete with a mukena with a picture of her pink princess.
Dara looked at the door of Indi's closed room with a questioning look.
"Mama doesn't know either, honey. Now mending us to the mosque first yuk, soon Adzan. Aunt Indi let Mama ask why, okay?"
"OK, Ma" said Farah according to and took Fatan's hand to get out of the house.
Dara scanned the door of Indi's room once again, after making sure Indi did not come out again Dara followed her son and husband to the mosque which was not so far from their home.
"What's the matter with Indi, honey?" fatan asked softly, after the twins moved away from them and mingled with other friends who also often pray congregation in the mosque.
"I don't know either, Mom. Kok Indi can act strange like that, this afternoon also I told wakein Fatur not even back and forth until the afternoon. I also missed because of his chatter Farah, know Fatur even came with you," replied Dara as it is.
"Does this have anything to do with the strange man who chased Indi the other day?" guess Fatan's an opinion.
The eyes of the virgin were rounded because of the recollection of Indi's curse about Hans and his mother, he had not had time to tell Fatan because he had forgotten.
"Ah, could be Mas." Indi drew Fatan's hand and invited him to sit on the terrace of the mosque while watching the children who were learning their own ablution.
"You know something?" fatan's forehead shriveled deep.
Dara nodded and began to tell me everything she had heard from Indi, as much as possible to make a soft voice so that no wall or pole could hear.
" Athaghfirullahaladzim," Fatan rubbed his face, "Then how good is it now, dear? Do you have a solution?"
Dara seemed to ponder for a moment, along with the sound of bedug that was tabooed too. Dara answered right beside Fatan's ear.
"I think I know how to,"