Aunt, I Love You

Chapter 1 - Brat Ingusan (Revised)

CHAPTER 1

The gurgling sound of rain drizzling from above the precarious is a common meal for this beautiful public doctor. He never once complained when the rain or heat accompanied him at the beginning of the day. Keep going to the clinic where the place serves the citizens and channel their knowledge and expertise. All the luxuries he did not get but a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in his possession at this time and it is needed.

Aileen Dayana Kei, 27, graduated as a doctor one year ago. If most young doctors pursue a career in a large and well-known hospital, but not with Dayana. He chose to live in a beautiful village, friendly residents, helping the sick selflessly.

Dayana is not from a wealthy family, her mother runs a bakery in the capital. Grandma Dayana's bakery. As well as the father and mother who have been separated since he was very much a baby, just born Dayana never felt the touch of affection of a father. Seeing his face was never, considering his father went with other women leaving Mother Nayra who was pregnant. Miris was but that was the life path that had been destined for her.

Until he grows up, good luck and luck have not stopped changing things. Must be hurt in a man who is now the husband of his cousin's sister. No matter how hard Dayana tried to seize but the man was not his soul mate, he would not get anything from his efforts.

“For doctor”, greet the nurse in the clinic.

“Pagi”, smile Dayana. Opening the thick jacket that wrapped his body from the cold. He opened his cell phone and contacted a distant family.

“My beautiful mother, mother how are you?”, asked Dayana in her soft voice. His slightly narrowed eyes winked beautifully at the figure of the woman he loved so much. “Iya mother later Dayana to go home. How is oma?”.

Simply taking off the longing, Dayana immediately closed the video connection, she also received a cup of warm jasmine tea made through a traditional process.

Start reading more than 20 lists of patient histories that he was ready to check.

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During the day, Dayana saw the front road of the clinic filled with residents and many of the nurses lined up waiting for something to pass. Ah it might just be the president or the officials who usually come and get the attention of many people. But wait, this time the teenagers also wait and wait even jostled to stand at the front. They called for a foreign name for Dayana.

Either Dayana who does not know or indeed it is an insignificant person who comes. Finally he asked one of the scurge at the doorstep of the clinic.

“What event is there, why are the residents and nurses crammed like that?”

“Oh, it's Doc. There are artists who want to shoot in our village. According to the information his private villa is here Doc, close to the rented house of Doctor Dayana”.

“Oh big villa at the end of the road huh? I think the owner of businessman”, Dayana chuckles with the security officer.

“Not a doctor, the villa was only built 3 years ago and was completely completed one year ago, because it had failed the process”, he explained again.

“Indeed whose artist came? So famous sir, until I do not know what his name is and foreign to me”.

“This is Doctor”, this middle-aged man opens his phone and opens social media, showing a picture of a handsome and sweet man but has an arrogant impression. “This is Doctor, his name is Kevin Nugraha. Newcomers are indeed, naturally doctors are busy. Later just acquaintance doc, are both from kota”.

“Father is-just there, already yes pa I enter again into”.

Dayana was sitting in the work chair, she was waiting for the break to end, but why the time was long and very slow. Until a loud enough scream could be heard piercing both ears.

“Kevin, I love you”

“Kevin, I'm a big fan of you”

Dayana shuddered in horror at the thought of all those fans, really going to act what would happen if the idol did not match their expectations.

“What's great Kevin is?”, murmured Dayana who also opened social media and saw some footage of Kevin's big screen movie. “Quite awesome and yes just like any other actor”, Dayana said slowly.

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In the afternoon Dayana who had finished practice, visiting the restaurant of the field, he smiled to see the rendang that still left one more.

“Uni ordinary yes with rendang”, said Dayana smiling sweetly, she was used to buy food for dinner. Very lazy after struggling with a myriad of jobs must cook at home. Except for breakfast, Dayana is always cooking itself quite easily, the ingredients available are easily only eggs, bread, oatmeal, and, beef slices and fresh fruits and milk are delivered each morning by a cooperative near the village.

“Bu is done? Where's my order?”, cold voice and flat man.

Sontak Dayana turned to the tall man standing beside her. He was upset because in the end the food that was ready for him was given by the owner of the restaurant to Kevin.

“Sorry yes Ma'am, the same other side dishes yes Mbak”

“But I was first uni”, Dayana grunts annoyed. “Hey, you can queue right? Very disrespectful, give it back mine”, Dayana exclaimed in anger.

“Enak only, village women like you drink water is enough”, ridiculed Kevin, exactly as Dayana suspected if this man is very arrogant does not have a heart.

“Heh, you snot boy. How dare your lips insult”, annoyed Dayana trying to reach a pack of rice on Kevin's high hand.

“Sorry mba, earlier Mas handsome was a message first before going to the toilet. I forgot, suddenly it came. Sorry yes mba”.

“Yesuni, another time just”, Dayana smile, maybe forced tonight he just ate bread and eggs again.

Dayana walked to her rented house which is 1 km from the restaurant. “Ahhhhh brazen”, the screeches on the red Honda Civic Turbo car, drove without mercy and stepped on a puddle until Dayana's clothes splashed with dirty water.

“Ups, sorry kampung” women, ridiculed Kevin who deliberately brought his car across a puddle of dirty water.

“Basic brat snot”, annoyed Dayana. The beautiful woman's cousin Dwyne Bradley's sister is upset not to play because her proud white coat was dirty. Dayana just breathed a rough breath. He arrived at the intersection, before entering the house, Dayana saw the gate of the Villa owned by Kevin a very thick tropical feel.

“I hope you have a stomachache, because the food should be mine”, growled Dayana pointed her ring finger at the villa. It doesn't matter if he's an artist or even a CEO if his attitude sucks why not be in opposition.

...TBC...