TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)

TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 81. SUDDEN APPLICATION.


"Zaki?" his Dara couldn't believe it.


 Yes, the man who had been the husband of his sister even if only two hours it now looks dashing with after a black suit complete with a sky blue shirt that contrasts sharply with his white skin. Minus glasses attached to his face did not reduce his good looks at all, instead adding a plus for his nose bangir that increasingly looks slender.


"Mama," call Fatur again, this time while pulling the tip of Dara's clothes until the virgin realized it was daydreaming.


"Eh, huh? Yea?" ask Dara in shock.


"Where? Can Zaki be Fatur's father to Farah? Oma Ambar said it was okay, Ma. He said staying should tell Mama, Oma said if you want us to take Zaki back to our house so Father Fatur and Farah." Fatur explained at length while staring at Dara expectantly.


 Dara shifted her gaze to Farah and the little girl also now saw him like her brother.


"Ma," she softened.


 Dara's heart was touched, so much so that his two children wanted to get a replacement for Fatan. Dara knows that her children must be heartbroken because they were ridiculed by her friends and had to whine like this.


 Dara crouched down and aligned her body with her child.


"Fatur, Farah .. Dengerin Mama yes, the same Fatur Farah asked it something that is not easy, it is not as simple as that. Everything needs a process until you can call someone else Papa. And the process is not for a while, so Fatur and Farah should be able to be more patient yes pray just continue so that you can later get a better replacement Papa Fatan, not necessarily om Zaki because surely om Zaki feels burdened later if you continue this way," Dara advises her children while stroking their hair.


 The eyes of Fatur and Farah seemed to start to glaze over, a thick fog seemed to fill their faces now.


"But .. but .. we've been embarrassed at the taunts, Mama. After all, Zaki said that he wanted to be Fatur and Farah's father, and also wanted to stay with us. Why wait again, Ma? Would she want to?" urk Fatur looked a little pushy.


 Dara smiled bitterly and carried Fatur's head in her arms.


"Maybe I mean Zaki, he wants to be your om but if you want to meet outside the street. Can't go in and stay in our house, later the zakinya even in the neighboring aunt," said Dara still trying to persuade.


 Fatur's face was already wet with tears.


"But ... but ...."


"Yes, my dear Fatur. Same with Mama."


 Zaki suddenly approached and spoke softly but firmly.


"Fatur is right, Ma'am. I'm willing to stay here with you, in a lawful relationship of course."


 Dara looked up, while the two children now seemed to sparkle happily while prancing cheerfully.


"Yeeeyyy, we've got a new papa" he cheered.


 Dara was still speechless, but accidentally her eyes and Zaki's sharp eyes met in the same straight line. Made something soft rustle in Dara's heart.


 Dara crouched down and found her son. "Children, horrified Mama first yes. You guys now go into the house, change clothes, wash your hands and eat. Mama wants to talk to Zaki. Want a pinter kid, Mama?"


 "Okay, boss!" firmly Fatur and Farah while running towards the main door and taking off their shoes there.


 After the twins left, Dara invited Zaki to sit on the terrace chair even though it felt very awkward.


"Zaki, sorry. But it's good you don't talk about things that are not the same child, Ma'am. Honestly, I'm just afraid to make them disappointed again, too sick to see the tears of children rather than having to endure all the pain yourself. So Ma'am please, please pull back your words earlier, so that children do not continue to expect something that is not right," said Dara at length.


 Zaki was fixated, he sat quietly in his chair with an indescribable pounding in his chest that was able to make his chest hurt and somewhat tight.


"But I'm serious, ma'am." Zaki reaffirmed while holding back the tickling pulse in his chest and stomach.


 Dara's eyes widened. "Zaki, that speech can really make a misunderstanding ."


 Zaki shook his head slowly. "How else? All the overflow of this taste will only be a disease if in pendam Mbak, forgive me but the excessive taste for Mbak and children is apparently real. And I can't carry it myself, maybe you can help me hold it too, in the sacred bond of being husband and wife?"


 Again, Dara's eyes seemed to want to get out of place to hear the expression of Zaki who was like a very foreign in his ears. This cold and urgency man beside her, suddenly being able to act romantic like this feels very good.


"It looks like you've heard too much of Fatur's heart cursing so much, you should go home and rest. For the next it would be better if you keep your distance from the twins so that they do not continue to cook your life."


 Zaki was restoring her rough hair. It seemed like the overflow of taste in his heart had really driven him almost insane.


"Why is it so hard to make you believe my words, Ma'am?"


"I'm sorry?"


"Don't you understand that too? I have more feelings for Mbak and also for the children of course," Zaki pressed in a soft tone.


 Dara. "A-what does that mean?"


 "I .. I love you, Ma'am. I'm sorry, but this feeling just popped up, and didn't want to say until now. Precisely getting stronger and stronger what ever since Fatur kept asking me to be his papa. It feels like all this is destined."


 Dara stared at Zaki's statement, it felt like his whole world was spinning in place and he couldn't run away from it. It feels like Dara disappeared into the black hole right now, because she can't stand the warmth in her cheeks.


"But we can't be together, Zaki."


"Why, Ma'am? If you still can't open your heart to me, no problem, I will wait until anytime. I just want to get closer to the kids while I wait. It's just that I need a firm answer to that. At least so that this heart can be relieved or become hopeless again after hearing the answer."


 Dara sighed deeply, it felt like she herself was confused about her current condition. It was as if the world was not taking his side to run from all of this 'new father's' problems.


"But ... Sorry, Zaki. You can't."