TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 91. WHO'S WHO?
Indi retreated, until he subconsciously hit the edge of the living room chair. His face pias saw how sharp the eyes of Fatan hit his eyes, the eyes glittered like not owned by Fatan, Indi know it.
"Si .. Who are you?" the great-granddaughter of Indi was frightened, because at this time Bu Maryam was visiting the house of Bu Sukri to return the blanket that they had borrowed yesterday.
Fatan smirked, slowly moving closer towards Indi. Indi could not run, his body as if imprinted on the spot. He trembled, with tears beginning to gather at the end of his net.
"Say, who are you! Where's husband? Give me back my husband!" indi tried to be more courageous.
"Am I not your husband?" hiss Fatan while bringing his face closer to Indi, the roar of breath smelling of carrion invoked to make Indi want to vomit on him.
The old grandmother's voice still controlled Fatan, Indi was confused what he should now do. Sesal had approached Indi why he never wanted to if invited by Dara to go to teach and madrasah, now even to read a short surah he was stamped with bricks, he said, how could he repel the creature that was in Fatan's body.
"Go, please go. Don't bother me, I never bother you." She covered her face with both hands.
"Then ..stop acting like you are the master of everything. If you can, get out of my son's life. She .. doesn't deserve you."
Brugh
Indi opened his eyes when he heard a voice like a fallen person, and how surprised he was when he found Fatan had already fallen limp on the floor with a pale face and ice-cold body.
Indi quickly hunted Fatan and placed his head on his lap.
"Mas, Mas Fatan! Wake up, Mommy." Indi started crying.
Chequelek
The main door opened with Miss Maryam, who had just returned home with two plastic bags in her hand. It seems like a gift from Bu Sukri who is indeed kind.
"Oh Allah, Indi! Fatan why?" Miss Maryam came and placed her luggage carelessly.
Indi shook her head with tears. " Indi doesn't know, either, Mom."
Indi wanted to tell about something that had happened to Fatan before, but he was afraid that Miss Maryam would not believe him and instead considered him a shame. So Indi chose to shut up and save it first.
Maryam was seen running to her room, and soon came out again carrying a bottle of wind oil.
"Wear this." Miss Maryam thrust the small bottle at Indi.
Indi accepted it and began to apply it to Fatan's cold nose and soles while continuing to call out his name.
"Fatan, Fatan .. wake up, Tan. You why? Indi, before fainting Fatan why?" cecar Bu Maryam with a look no less anxious with Indi.
Indi still shook his head, because he did not want to reveal the voice of the old woman to his mother.
"The body doesn't know either, Mom. Pas Indi out of Mas Fatan's room already sprawled here." Indi lied.
Miss Maryam took a deep breath, and no longer asked because she felt Indi would not be honest with her. So he chose to make Fatan conscious, by rubbing his hands and applying wind oil on Fatan's ears and nose tip.
Fortunately, not long after that, Fatan seemed to have regained consciousness. He groaned while holding his head that felt very dizzy, even his stomach also seemed to be stirred.
"Aarrtghhhhhh!" erang Fatan trying to get up.
Indi grabbed Fatan's body and helped him sit next to him while still leaning on his body.
"Mas, aren't you papa? Why did you faint?" indi asked pretending not to know even though now Miss Maryam seemed to look at him sharply.
Fatan shook his head to clarify his still blurry vision, as well as to expel the unceasing dizzy feeling whacking his head.
"So soon, I'll get you some water to drink." Maryam went to the kitchen and returned shortly afterwards with a glass of water in her hand.
"Here, give your husband a drink. Looks like he's still confused" said Miss Maryam told Indi.
Indi nodded, and received the glass after which he helped Fatan to drink slowly.
It seemed like it was the effect of the entrance of an invisible being in his body earlier. But of course no one knows because Indi is reluctant to tell stories. He was too scared just to remember.
"Mas, take a breath .. discard .. exhale .. discard. How's it? It calm?" indi asked after Fatan followed his instructions.
Fatan nodded and began to be able to breathe more freely, and his seat began to be more upright.
"What's this?" tanyanya's confused.
Miss Maryam looked at Indi questioningly.
"You fainted, Mom. What were you before? How did you get home from fainting?" tanya Indi covered her nervousness because she looked at Bu Maryam in such a way.
Fatan looked silent, his eyes staring blankly ahead.
"Tadi ... Mas, taken diamonds to the tomb of father and mother," muttered Fatan lirih, but Indi can still hear it.
"What, Mas? You go both the same itchy woman?" indi said up, but Miss Maryam quickly nudged her arm while glaring.
Indi gasped and immediately closed his mouth. "Ah, ma-I mean .. emmm why can you go alone with him, Mas?"
Fatan shook his head slowly." I don't know, I also don't understand why you can just obey the same Intan. He said he wanted to take Mas on a pilgrimage to Mas's parents' tomb. But until there he burned incense and cast strange spells, and after that Mas did not remember anything else."
Indi's hair stood up, with a frightened face he looked at Ms. Maryam who also began to feel the same.
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Morning, Miss Maryam since morning was busy in the kitchen of the house to prepare breakfast for all of them. For some reason since the incident yesterday Miss Maryam so very difficult to sleep and always feel uncomfortable, so since the end of dawn she has occupied herself in the kitchen and around the house to drive away boredom.
"Hueekkkkk .. hueeekkkk."
Suddenly Indi ran from his room to the bathroom near the kitchen, his hair was even still disheveled with sleeping pajamas that looked as chaotic as his hair.
"Hide, what's wrong with you?" shouted Miss Maryam from the bathroom door, waiting impatiently for what happened to her beloved daughter.
Chequelek
The bathroom door opened, Indi with a pale face and watery eyes came out from there.
"Somach Indi nausea, Mom. Not very good," he complained while sitting at the dinner table and reaching for a glass of drinking water, even the water was bitter in his mouth.
Indi felt tired, but because his throat was so dry he had to spend the white water even while holding his breath.
"You catch a cold like that, try asking Fatan to buy you some medicine there." Miss Maryam said casually while opening the lid of magiccom whose rice had just been cooked to stir the rice in it.
The smell of the newly cooked rice was out, making Indi feel his stomach back in the stirring.
"Hhhhh .. hueeeekkk .. huueeekkkk. Mom, close that magiccom!" indi's screams are frustrated because the nausea that whack makes him unable to feel comfortable just for a moment.
Ms. Maryam obeyed Indi's words and came back after her daughter who was now in the bathroom again.
"In, when was the last time you had your period?" ask Miss Maryam without saying anything trite.
Indi who was washing his mouth seemed to think.
"Last month last month, ma'am. But this is only the beginning of the month, naturally if Indi has not been able to menstruate again."
"Don't take it lightly, check it out. I think ... It looks like you're pregnant."
"What, Mom? Pregnant?" sahut Indi with sparkling eyes pleased.