TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 95. THE RIPE POOR
At the request of Mr. Jatmika, Zaki became a congregational Maghrib prayer priest this time. Mr. Jatmika deliberately did not invite him to pray to the mosque as his habit, as is his habit, because Mr. Jatmika wants to hear firsthand the verse reading from his future son-in-law to convince him that Zaki is the right match for his favorite daughter, he does not want to be helped again as before.
"Auzubillahiminassyaitonirojiim, bismillahirrahmanirrahim ... Alhamdulillahabbilalamin ... Arrahmanirahiim ...."
Zaki leads the prayer very well, the reading is eloquent and the chanting of the verse is melodious and penetrates into the heart. Mr. Jatmika to tears permeate every verse that comes out of Zaki's lips, until the prayer is finished Zaki has not budged he continued with the main remembrance after praying, making Mr. Jatmika more amazed at him.
"Walhamdulilbornabbil alamiin ...."
Zaki ended his prayer after previously also reciting the evening remembrance, he twisted his body to kiss the hands of Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar who were his mahram.
With Dara, Zaki only looked at her glance and smiled while nodding his head. Dara did the same and smiled shyly as she knew they were also being noticed by Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar.
"Mama, let's eat ... Hungry fatur," whispered Fatur who also participated in praying because he knew that he was Zaki. Farah was not much different, the little girl with the same face as Dara was also deflecting on her mother's lap.
"Come, Mama. Later Farah is skinny if eventually not in the food," said Farah anyway, successfully make all those who are there laugh freely because of it.
"Yes, let's continue to the dining table," said Mr. Jatmika and precede them to the dining table after previously cleaning each prayer tool.
"Mama, Fatur wants to eat the same om Zaki yes," Fatur pinta after sitting at the dining table, next to Farah.
"Om Zakinya will eat too, dear. Fatur eat alone yes, Fatur is already big," persuaded Dara gently while stroking his son's hair.
Fatur pursed his lips in annoyance, Zaki who saw that immediately moved the seat to be next to Fatur.
"Udah, Ma'am. No papa, let me just yuapin Fatur if he wants it so, fearing it will not eat, skinny again," kekeh Zaki while pinching the Fatur's pointed nose plan which is very similar to that of Fatan.
"Yeeeyyy!" cheer Fatur excited.
"Farah wants to, too, good om!" timpal Farah did not want to lose, even now the little girl immediately changed seats to be next to Zaki, making Zaki right in the middle between Farah and Fatur.
"Yes, just calm down. Anyway Fatur same Farah can eat the same om." Zaki smiled happily and rubbed a swipe more precisely random shuffling of hair to the two adorable boys.
"But, Mas ..," interrupted Dara who was getting used to calling Zaki with the name Mas, even though he was actually older than Zaki.
"Udah, no papa, ma'am." Zaki.
"Yes, Dara. Let Zaki get closer to the twins, is he their father-to-be. Aren't you, candidate besan?" kekeh Bu Ambar while looking at Mr. Jatmika meaningfully.
Mr. Jatmika just smiled and did not say anything.
Dara relented and let her son who is usually independent now even asked for a bribe by Zaki, until Zaki himself was forced to eat the last after Fatur and Farah satiety and moved to the TV room while carrying a pillow.
"Because, you're with Zaki. You want someone to talk to his mother first in front," said Mr. Jatmika after he and Ms. Ambar finished eating.
"You want to make a drink first, sir?" ask Dara.
Mr. Jatmika shook his head. "No need, in front of there is a drink packaging four footprints. Mom not papa tho? Just drink that?"
Mr. Jatmika turned to look at Bu Ambar whose face now looks sparkling happy.
"Yes, no papa. Dara just relax here huh, accompany Zaki."
"Mbak Dara cooked all this, huh?" zaki chirps while enjoying a piece of chicken fried in krispi with cocoa sauce that makes it add many times so delicious.
Dara was still daydreaming until she didn't realize that Zaki had been asking her since.
"Mr? Sister Dara?" call Zaki a little hard until finally Dara realized even though she was a little shocked.
"Ah, uh i-yes? Why, Mas?"
Zaki smiled happily. "Ohuh, it feels like I'm melting yes in the same call Mbak Dara? I guess I need to change calls too. When I call Mbak continue, calling names is also not good. Call what, okay? Emm ... What about deck?"
Dara threw her gaze in the other direction, she was embarrassed to be asked that way by Zaki.
"Dek Dara ...." Zaki chanted the call with the wood, making Dara blush even more embarrassed.
"Udah ah, what the hell, Mas?" sela Dara who can not stand the shame that makes her whole face feel hot.
"Loh why? Kan me uh Mas just practice call for Dek Dara, to get used to." Zaki chuckles.
Dara blushed even more and dared not look at Zaki. But a sound of crying instead disturbs the magical romantic atmosphere that has just been created between them.
"Huaa .. huaa ... Sister Dara! I love you! Don't leave me, Madam Dara!"
The sound came from the dirty kitchen behind the place to eat, Dara and Zaki gasped and looked there to see who made the noise.
Yes rowdy, because after the sound of crying also sounded like a pot that was slammed and thrown.
"Well, Zaki ... What's wrong?" ask Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar who were surprised to hear the noise.
"No idea, sir. This just want to check, do not let anyone crazy into the house," Dara said as she stepped into the dirty kitchen.
Zaki trailed behind him, followed by Mr. Jatmika and Bu Ambar in the last row.
"Oh, that's the pot I've finished," complained Dara had time to worry about the pot.
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The door to the dirty kitchen opened, and a shocking sight appeared there.
The surprised Jatmika sir immediately entered and pulled the ear of Halim, the cause of the commotion.
"Geez, Halimmmmmm! What are you doing bantingin stuff like this, huh? Is this your ancestors' kitchen?" furious Mr. Jatmika although all also know that at this time Mr. Jatmika is only angry at pura alias not serious.
Halim was not afraid but instead widened her cries. "Yahoooo!!!! I'm not sincere Mbak Dara in Lamar, it should be me who married together Mbak Dara, Boss. Like in the movie, I have been with the boss for a long time! What the hell, boss! That time doesn't understand."
Mr. Jatmika took a deep breath and tightened his hand on Halim's ear.
"Tape! The date of the wedding Dara and Zaki I have agreed, and you I have planned to be the parking attendant." Mr. Jatmika chuckles.
Halim stared in disbelief. "Aaahhhhh, nokkk!" halim shouted in laughter from all those who were there.