Doctor Naura

Chapter 1 Whatapp Family Group

Many times I read whatapp my family group. A group of only seven members. Me, my three brothers, my one brother-in-law, my father and mother. Through a group called 'Baiti Jannati' made by this mother, every day we communicate even if just asking for food or not.

"Bismillah.., good morning dear mother's children. How are you guys doing this dawn?" so whatapp's opening conversation at dawn. My mother, Yuni Archania, is our mother of four who wakes us up every day through her messages. Usually the message of a new mother will stop if all her children have responded. Our age is no longer young.

"Alhamdulillah is wonderful mother, thanks to the prayers of Fathur's father's brother's mother healthy and spirit," Bang Fathur, my eldest brother who first chimed in on this message of Fajr's mother. At a glance before typing I saw mother typing a message. I'm not done typing yet, mother's message has been re-entered.

"Hamdulillah dear if you are healthy, how is your lecture? Are lecturers also suspended because of this coronavirus?" mother's message back in.

"No ma'am, the lecture is not a holiday, it's just transferred without face to face, so all lectures become online. Luckily my students were already used to the online method," Bang Fathur immediately replied, while I had not yet commented on my typing.

Bang Fathur is a lecturer at the number one famous campus in Yogyakarta. As one of the best alumni of S1 and S2 on the campus, bang Fathur is not unemployed at all after graduation. He was immediately appointed as a lecturer with a work agreement or a contract lecturer and taught at the Faculty of Biology. Not a year ago became a lecturer Kak Fathur found the heart patch of a lecturer at the same campus, a beautiful woman from Palembang, Vioni his name, and is currently pregnant with their first child.

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I looked back at my typing, at first glance the green writing began to show bang Zamy was typing. Tumben my brother number two just woke up, usually he represents mother woke us up to pray soon Fajr.

"Hi mother, hai bang Fathur, thank God be healthy, a little tired because at 12 pm last night Zamy exhausted the actions of a patient with his baby neck wrapped around the umbilical cord." Bang Zamy replied to the message.

"But healthy, right, son? Your patient is okay, right? It's all smooth, right?" like my mom's hand robot so fast it's typing.

"Yes, thank God everything went well" replied Bang Zamy. He was my second brother who from childhood always took care of me. He always gave up for me. His intelligence from childhood is already extraordinary, so the story of the mother. From SD to SMA never come out of the top 3 champions. Her hobbies are Chemistry, Biology, Physics, Mathematics. She completed S1 Medicine for seven semesters, co** three semesters and after obtaining a professional certificate took obstetrics and obstetrics specialists. He was a resident for nine semesters.

Now bang Zamy already has his own practice permit in the city of Pangkalpinang and recorded as Deputy Director and as well as a permanent doctor at a hospital owned by PT. Tin, tbk. Bang Zamy's age is now thirty-two years old, but he is not married. He has only been successful in his career, but not yet in the household world.

Almost every night the patients who came to his practice were more than twenty people. It didn't take long, he was famous in this black sandy city. The main reason why he is liked in addition to his hospitality, also because of his handsome face, athletic body with charismatic smile.

Bang Zamy has been almost married many times but his relationship has always run aground. The average person who has ever been close to him is from the medical community as well, colleagues. But I don't know what the cause so far he is still single and his relationship always run aground. It's like my mother doesn't mind it. Very different when Bang Fathur was not married just yet, the mother was busy looking for a future daughter-in-law. Time and again the mother sends photos of her friends' daughters through the family's whatapp group to bang Fathur, all rejected for any reason. But the mother's adventure to find a son-in-law for the Fathur bang stopped itself when suddenly bang Fathur sent a photo with the caption 'Are these beautiful lecturers accepted into the group?' Mother immediately repented wondering and scheduled to meet with women and family of women in question bang Fathur. Although at first it was a bit objecting, but finally the mother and father approved the relationship of bang Fathur and Vioni.

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"Tingtong-tingtong," I was a little surprised to read the messages in my family's whatapp group.

"Thank God, uh What kind of mother's daughter is this? Not awake yet, baby? Still tired, son?" Mother returned through writing. I'm just smiling. The shadow of his face that was a little hard because it had forged all four of his children into successful people. The face is like copy and paste with the face bang Zamy. Exactly! A slightly pointed white face with a sharp nose makes the Zamy bang more handsome and authoritative. His speech was always accompanied by a thin smile, his soft voice soothing. So it's no wonder that Maya, my best friend from Kindergarten, the son of a mother friend who is both ASN in a small town, a historic city with a thousand cake heritage, is, the city where Bung Karno Hatta had been exiled was the city of Muntok, a city located in the West of Bangka Belitung province, always looking for reasons to find bang Zamy. Since puberty sitting on the Junior High School bench until now has been a permanent employee of the red plate bank, Maya still continues to try to get the Zamy bang.

"Well you're a bad mother, Naura's in good health here. But bete ma'am, really. The panic is not so great. The expiry of the show was opened, immediately closed with an administrative signature, because of the coronavirus. Why not just cancel the show yesterday. So do not bother many people. Sebel deh bu..," my turn to type at length plus emoticons of sadness assortment.

"Sabar Bee, the patient man of his body suburrrr.." suddenly just entered a message from my third brother. Bang Rahman, it looks like he just finished his Fajr prayer.

Okay, Naura my name, dear call my three brothers is Bee, why Bee? They said my little stingy cheeks were bitten by bees when they followed them playing on the trees. The events of SD were unforgettable. My cheeks were broken, sore and itchy, and I didn't go to school for a week. At that time, my mother was very angry with my three brothers for taking me to play in a tree. Well when stung by a bee that I pledge myself if it's grown up want to become a doctor. And now, after decades have passed, I am Doctor Naura, a pediatrician in the city of Pangkalpinang who is famous not only for her beauty but for her tenderness in serving patients. They say, my white-nosed skin with big furry eyes, big lips and slightly raised cheeks like a doll looks perfect for Asian beauty. I'm hijab-wearing, but I don't care much about me Doctor Turki. People say, my face is a little like a tall, white Fathur bang with a sharp nose. My job is the same as my second brother, bang Zamy. We were created by my father and mother to run a clinic together, 'Honey Bee Clinic' her name. Only, I am an ASN Doctor, a doctor who remains at Depati Hamzah General Hospital, while my brother is not ASN, he is the youngest Deputy Director of PT Bakti Timah Hospital. Tin, tbk.

"Hello Bee? Where the hell are these kids, no more?" I saw my phone screen back in the message from bang Rahman.

"Hey Bee..., my dear sister Naura, have you slept?" Again bang Rahman's reply teased me.

"Iiihhh.., bang Rahman, where maybe your sister is sleeping again early in the morning after dawn, do not want to know! Ntar windjeki pegged a rooster rooster!" I also replied to whatapp messages this loving family group.

"Yes, my mother, my dear brothers, uh, which father is not impressed?" I sent a chat back. I saw my mother typing a message. After a few seconds, a picture and a video emerged, the father flicking his index finger and right thumb at the bird in his golden cage. The caption is like 'this is your father making love to his affair. Angels. The new kacer was given the name Anggi. I told you to change Yem or Lek Ti, he didn't want to. I'll find out what Anggi's name was in your father's past."

"Hahaha.., come on dad, confess.." Vioni's mother's message came in with an emoticon laughing out loud.

"Let's break up there will be a fourth world war," Bang Zamy mewhatapp again.

"This is this corona, the enemy of the world. This is the third world war." Bang Zamy saying goodbye and love emot bust bye -bye.

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While me? I looked back at my suitcase while pulling the hp charger that was still attached to the hotel room plugs. Yesterday, the President Director of General Hospital departed for the Discussion Group Forum with 200 Pediatricians in Indonesia. As per the Letter of Duty, the plan of the event lasted for 4 days, but yesterday afternoon we checked in, registration, at 9 pm the opening continued a little discussion with a distance per one seat vacated, social distancing and 12pm closing. The event was completed in a family manner. That's what pisses me off.

"Who are you going to pick up?" suddenly enter again the message through the mother's private line.

"I took the car to Mom's airport, yesterday it was parked in the VVIP parking lot." I repay.

"Oh geez naaakkk-naaaakkk.., try to ask your brother," (meaning Bang Zamy).

"Yesterday my brother looks busy mom, anyways can drive themselves really." I replied to mom's message.

"Yes can drive themselves, but your guard is you know.., today, the eyes of men are God.., look at the beautiful girl immediately abstruse-grimmers disgusting...." reply mom again.

"Bismillah mother, God willing all is safe." I convinced mom.

"Well boy, be careful baby, don't forget to wear a mask. Adek ride Garuda right?"

"Yes mother."

"Tomorrow father and mother will go to Pangkalpinang, mother follow your father, he said there is a meeting with Pinca red plate bank."

"alright. Mommy goes home in what clinic to the house on Jalan Baru?" I mean, that clinic was where bang Zamy was. On the new street, I bought a house into two buildings. One large house and one villa slightly jutted upwards from the mother house. Because saddened even though two brothers live in a house with relatives when both have not married. While our parents lived with bang Rahman in the city of Muntok, more than two hours from our domicile.

"Look at me later, son. I'll tell you later."

"Oceee mom...."

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A few minutes later the family group was quiet, I swiped the screen reading the incoming whatapp message. And smiled back at Irwan, a police officer who had approached me for a few weeks.

"When do you go home Doc? My heart hurts to be treated. Seeing that your practice table was empty last night, my appetite disappeared instantly."

"Otw the airport is deserted because of the corona."

"But the airport is not as lonely as my heart is far from you."

I smiled and sent him an emoticon to make fun of him. This cop is indeed unyielding, my mind while sitting in the grab chair that I ordered Fajr earlier.

"Soeta buk?"

"Yes sir."

The car drove too. I went back to reading the sweet messages in my family group. Interspersed reply to several messages that I had not been able to read including the message of a handsome policeman who was far below me, Irwan.

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