TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 84. LOVE IN SILENCE.
The day passed quickly without feeling, all the time spent by Dara to think and ask for directions from the almighty One seemed to finally meet a bright spot.
Today is exactly one week since the time Zaki gave him. Today Zaki gave it to him, saying that he and Ambar are coming over for dinner.
"Sir, what kind of chicken is this going to cook?" ask Elis who has finished his retirement and has been three days back to work with Dara to take care of the twins.
But now the task is also increased, in addition to caring for the twins Elis also asked Dara to accompany him at home when the twins school or invited to play to the house Zaki by Bu Ambar.
"Wash it clean first, Lis. Later we think about what we want to cook, honestly the mother is also confused." Dara chuckles.
"Ah, what the hell, Ma'am. Masa would masakin own prospective in-law even confused anyway, should be able to get out the mainstay recipe so that in love dong in-laws." Elis chuckled.
Dara's face flushed red, and she quickly dodged from there to stop Elis from teasing her again.
"Well, why did you go, Ma'am? Who's this cooking?" exclaimed Elis because Dara lived alone in the kitchen even though in the pan there are still unfinished vegetables in Dara cooking.
"You're the one, madam badmood." Dara answered from a distance.
Elis throbbed and rushed forward the new Dara cuisine halfway through.
"Huh, fortunately, the salary is good. If you don't want to not stay home this vegetable," muttered Elis chuckled.
Meanwhile Dara moved to sit in front of the television, the house felt lonely because the twins were being brought by Zaki to play at his house. He said so that Dara focus on preparing everything, that's what he routinely did for one Week, picking up the twins and making Dara have plenty of time to think about the answer maturely.
Dara had just turned on the television when the sound of a bell was heard from the direction of the fence of her house, Dara did deliberately put a bell there so that if there are guests do not need to scream or force open the fence to knock on the door.
Ting
Kegs
Ting
Kegs
The bell seemed to be pressed impatiently, until his voice sounded earthy in the inner room. Dara snorted angrily and stomped her feet towards the front door to see who was playing the bell of her house. Usually the children are neighbors, but after being reprimanded they no longer do it, then who is the prank to press the bell repeatedly?.
Finally the question was answered after Dara opened the main door and saw who the owner of the face behind the fence.
"Mas Halim?" muttered while walking towards the fence to open it because since Fatan left the house, the fence he always locks from the inside to avoid the occurrence of things that are not desired.
"Sir, I'm sorry I pulled the bell repeatedly. But I am so because of hunting," said Halim while cupping both hands in front of the chest.
Just now Dara wanted to ask but apparently the man was sensitive and explained first the problem.
Dara manggut-mangut understand. "Well, what is it?"
Halim handed a red map to Dara's hand.
"That's a cooperation agreement for Boss Miko company with Mba boutique, I just need a signature in order to immediately make the investment," said Halim friendly.
Back Dara nodded and allowed Halim to enter the terrace first.
"Yes, Mother. No papa, it's safe with me mah.". Halim sat down in front of Dara and waited patiently as Dara read the agreement.
Although this is cooperation between himself and his father, but all also need concrete evidence that concrete planning in order to run smoothly and both sides are equally profitable.
Dara looked seriously deep into the letter, every point in the reading with the heart so as not to misunderstand and lead to misperception. So serious that he did not realize that currently Halim is watching him carefully, tracing every inch of the shape of his face that for some time has filled the day and also the room of his dreams.
"Yes, I've finished reading everything," said Dara making Halim who had been focused until it was gnawed at her.
"Ah, uh yes ... What about, Ma'am?" tanyanya nervous.
Dara frowned. "Why are you, Mas? Dreaming yes, sorry I read it long."
Halim shook both of her hands in front. "No, no Ma'am, no papa. I just wasn't focused."
Dara nodded then went back inside for a while to pick up the pen and sign it where her name was already there.
"Well, I signed it, Mom. May this cooperation yield satisfactory results." Dara reached out her hand to shake Halim's hand.
With a slight tremble, Halim accepted Dara's hand department even though she now realized that her hands were very sweaty. So he just put his hand on Dara's hand and pulled it back.
"Loh, why the hell Mas? Was it like Halim was weird? Do my hands smell, so I don't want a long night? I had just washed the chicken meat anyway," seloroh Dara while kissing her hands that actually smell of soap.
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He was just curious why Halim behaved like that in front of him, but usually if he met Halim in his Father's office, he was an authoritative assistant and also seemed a bit cold. But this is very strongly inversely proportional to the Halim that Dara is familiar with.
"Ah, Ng-no, Ma'am. Then I say yes, Ma'am. Miko's boss is waiting in the office." Halim moved with her face flushed.
"Eh, Mum. Are you sure you're not papa?" sela Dara before Halim came out of her yard through the fence.
Halim turned around and shook without a sound, her voice seemed to disappear in the swallow of the earth if it was close to Dara for too long.
When Halim was about to turn back to his car, Dara called back to him.
"Mas, he said no papa. But this is why sandals can forget?" exclaim Dara while opposing both pairs of flip-flops the only one belongs to Halim which has been completely blurred in shape. Not because it does not have, precisely because Halim dear wear good sandals from famous brands. Fear of getting dirty he said.
Halim patted his eel, and headed back to Dara's house to pick up his butyutu sandals.
"You can forget the sandals, what the hell, Mas?" kekeh Dara while lowering Halim sandals down to their original place, and Halim immediately quickly wear it while smiling clumsy.
"Ma-Thank you very much, Ma'am."
Dara smiled and nodded, a smile that turned out to be able to divert the world of Halim in silence. For a moment he was stunned to enjoy that beautiful smile, until Dara patted him on the shoulder and made him aware of the situation.
"I'm .. I'm sorry, ma'am." Halim said goodbye and immediately walked to his car, got in there and sat in front of the steering wheel with a breath of excitement like he had just been a strenuous sport.
"If only Dara wasn't my boss's son. I am definitely ready to replace your ex-husband. Unfortunately our strata are different, I am afraid it will only make Mbak Dara miserable if with me who is only this errand boy. Hopefully later there will be good people who accompany Mbak Dara to old age, and hopefully I can still see the smile later." Halim floated prayers on every strand she said as she looked at Dara's pretty face through the glass window of her car.
Affirming his love, so that the same can be happy. Derogate.