TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 88. STARTING MISSION 2.
Zaki stuttered for a moment, and immediately drank the water in his glass to the toilet.
The car's glass was open, a hand appeared from there holding the remote pointed at the turnstile. Before long the door shifted open, and slowly the body of the car began to enter the courtyard of the large house.
Zaki quickly wanted to catch up, but was held by the siomay man.
"Udah, Mom. Just relax, I guarantee it will be someone here to buy siomay, because every day is also so, Mas."
Zaki nodded and obeyed the words of the siomayer, and chose to spend his siomay first slowly and unhurriedly.
Sure enough, it soon appeared a young man was walking towards the siomay wagon.
" Mang, it's normal kayak." The man said while remaining focused on his phone.
"Ready, Mas. Please wait for it." Siomay gave his thumb to the man.
While Zaki looked stunned speechless.
"Loh, Mr Zaki? What else is there?" asked the man while sitting next to Zaki.
"Loh, it turns out that Mas Halim knows this mas anyway? This mas already from earlier loh here Mas Halim, waiting for a house to come he said," interrupted siomay handyman while preparing Halim's order.
"Ooh, what's wrong, Mr Zaki?" ask Halim to Zaki.
But Zaki still stuttered, wanting to answer but everything seemed ambiguous in his mind.
How not, said Dara the house is his father's house. And his father lived alone, then if Halim is in the house and the siomay builder said the car he was carrying was the owner's car. It does not make sense that Halim is the father of Dara, while their age alone seems not so much different.
"Mas Halim, here's the order ready." The Siomay hand over a black parcel containing the siomay of Halim's order.
"Oh, yes. Just count it out, yes" he pointed to Zaki.
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Takanh siomay nodded and smiled happily. "all thirty thousand, Mas."
"Eh, uh no need sir. I pay for it myself" Zaki refused trying to prevent Halim who had taken out a fifty-thousand sheet.
Halim held Zaki's hand, and handed the money to the siomay man who quickly took the money and gave him the change.
"Udah, don't worry. Let's say he wants some business, we sneak in," Halim took while walking ahead of Zaki to the house that is believed to be the house of his father Dara.
After returning the plate to the siomayer, Zaki followed Halim's footsteps. And entered the courtyard of the house full of question marks.
"If this house turns out to be Halim's house how? Shame dong me? Time in I said father anyway? Doesn't fit?" zaki grumbled in his heart.
Halim stopped in the dining room, with a long dining table that looked very beautiful with many chairs on his left and right.
"Come, please sit down. In a moment, Mr. Zaki I take a drink first," he said as he passed leaving Zaki to a separate room, maybe it was the kitchen.
Before long Halim returned with a plate and a glass of drink white like milk but more concentrated.
"This, Sir. Please drink, this is my homemade soy milk. Please enjoy it and tell me what it feels like" said Halim as she placed the glass in front of Zaki.
Zaki who is still planga plongo finally just obey and drink the soy milk, it tastes sweet even though not so sweet, and also a fresh once. Unlike the packaged soy milk that is sold in many stores.
"Where, sir? Not delicious?" halim asked while enjoying the siomay he had bought earlier, and had been moved to the plate.
"Yes, uh but don't call Mr. ah, not good. We are also not much different age, how about just call the name?" halim said after pressing a large piece of batagor.
Zaki nodded in agreement. " All right, Halim."
Halim smiled and muttered, her eyes refocused on the food in front of her. Intentionally did not offer Zaki because surely he will refuse after eating in front there earlier, in addition to his soy milk can be sure now Zaki's stomach is very full.
"Oh yeah, I said you had some important business coming here, what's up?" search Halim.
"Yes, this is also what I wanted to ask you since. I came here actually asked by someone, I want to meet the person who lives in this house who said his father. Now I am confused, the person who asked me to come here is not far from me, but if you live in this house. What are the chances of me going home wrong? Because there's no way you're what he meant by his father." Zaki explained at length.
Halim looks back mangosteen. "Maybe that's not what I mean."
Zaki's eyes suddenly widened. "Then who? Is this not your home? Was I at home wrong or did the person give me the wrong address or home number?"
Halim shook her head and chuckled. "No, definitely not. Because this isn't my house."
"Huh, then? Whose house is this?"
"Sir Jatmika."
Zaki's forehead is getting wrinkled, because he is not familiar with the name of Mr. Jatmika.
"Sir Jatmika who?" tanyanya.
"I" said an old man who has now changed his home clothes with a t-shirt and trousers from t-shirts.
His hair that began to whiten did not reduce his good looks at a young age, the curl to the look was still there and clear even though the face was now beginning to be decorated with wrinkles.
Zaki's eyes widened again. "Tu-mister Miko?"
Mr. Jatmika nodded. "My real name is Jatmika. I purposely used that name, to be cool hahaha."
"So ... so ...."
Zaki could not continue his words, his tongue seemed to be confused to find all this reality. It feels like his heart has wanted to escape from his place so tight he's beating.
"So what? Didn't he say you had some important business coming here? Let's quickly say what's up? Don't let you waste my time." Mr. Jatmika pura threatened.
Zaki nodded, and immediately changed his sitting position to be more polite. Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and many times in his swab though it did not help at all. His palms were cold, and his throat was very dry.
"Tu-lord ... Sa-I .. I ...."
"What's? Just call Mr. Jatmika outside the office." Mr. Jatmika spoke flatly without looking at Zaki who is now struggling to say his future intentions.
Zaki gulped with difficulty, and gulped down the soy milk that was still half left in the glass. After his throat was relieved, he said the word again.
"I ... I want to propose to my father!"
"What?" halim exclaimed in shock, even now the plate in his hand floated down to the floor.
And,
Pyyaaarrrrrrr
The plate fell with his heart which also felt shattered into pieces.