Doctor Naura

Chapter 22 Stiffness

In a house. The beautiful girl suddenly appeared. He had long been waiting for the presence of his beloved man, the man who became his dream to become a husband. Feeling familiar all along, he just headed straight for the main house behind the establishment of the Honey Bee clinic.

"Whose beauty, who's looking?" The old man with a bow asked politely.

"Has Zamy gone home?" The girl asked without a smile.

"Yes just came. Probably not at the door yet. The mother just wait here. I said the same old man doctor if I could see him. Sorry what's her name?" Very carefully Mang Ridwan spoke. The girl walked towards the main house.

"I'm his girlfriend.., you don't have to ask questions first, he must have accepted me." The beautiful girl arrogantly replied. Mang Ridwan was confused himself.

"But the doctor just got home. Maybe he's still very tired." Mang Ridwan again tried to stop the girl's steps.

"I know." The girl answered.

"Wait here, ma'am...." Mang Ridwan pulled the chair in front of the pool. Let the beautiful girl sit down. But he kept going through it.

"Eh has been said to be his father ngeyel anyway. I am the closest person to Zamy. So no one needs to go see him." Mang Ridwan. The girl was so jutek she thought.

"Nearmost? Kok never brought the doctor to the house.eh keceplosan." Mang Ridwan closed his mouth. Beautiful girl with golden red hair wearing a black skirt and white shirt upholstered in a smooth sweater brownish color by wearing expensive sandals high right look unhappy over the honesty of mang Rdwan.

"Sorry to you." Mang Ridwan bowed again. He made it wrong. Finally, having approached the door of Zamy's house which opened, Ridwan walked ahead, then knocked on the door and called Zamy.

"Sorry doctor, there's a forced guest in." Mang Ridwan shouted into the house.

"Who's mang?" Sounds authentic from within.

"Of course, beautiful like an artist, she said the closest person to her is a doctor."

"Send to come in. Wait in the living room, I'll take a shower first." There was a voice coming back from the room.

"Okay, doctor." Mang Ridwan nodded then smiled towards the girl who had finally arrived at the door.

"Can I get in Zam?" He confidently asked from the front of the door in a loud voice. There is no lawfulness. His head was staring around the room.

"Mother bathing. Wait here yeah...." With all his hospitality, Mang Ridwan invited in. The girl complies. He took off the sweater and put it on his lap. His hand opened the expensive blue bag beside him, then pulled out the phone. Mang Ridwan brought me a bottle of mineral water.

"Please mbak." He stared at Mang Ridwan at a glance.

"thank you. You can leave me alone, I'm not robbing." The girl was uncomfortable with the presence of Ridwan mang.

"Oh, okay, mbak." Mang Ridwan left the girl alone in the living room. After Mang Ridwan left, he once saw his phone. Then like bored himself with hp he put his cellphone in the bag again, so repeatedly up to half an hour more waiting out the dashing man from his room to the living room. His face was fresh and increasingly handsome.

"I'm sorry I waited so long...." The man sat in the front seat of his guest.

"Where did you Zam three days hp never activate?" The girl immediately asked.

"Not anywhere, just visiting my parents in Mentok."

"But all this time you never turn off your phone wherever you go." The girl spoke coldly while putting her hands together in front of her chest.

"Just be sure."

"There must be a reason."

"And you also have no right to know why." The man replied that he did not like it. The girl smiled, hearing it. Momentary silence. The girl continued to stare intently at the man before her. The man in front of her looked out the window.

"Mama and papa ask when are we getting married?" The beautiful girl looked at Zamy with eyes full of hope.

"Married?" Zamy instantly looked at the girl in front of him. His eyebrows rose a few inches and his forehead wrinkled in confusion.

"Yes. Hasn't that been discussed many times by our parents." The beautiful girl spoke again full of confidence. The man in front of him was still staring intently.

"Why don't you understand too? I've told you many times that...,"

"You're going to marry your own sister? You want to marry Naura?"

"If I answered YES, how?"

"Are you not ashamed?"

"Why should you be ashamed?"

"Society yearya Naura your sister. It would be funny that a great doctor, deputy director of a bonafite hospital in Bangka Belitung, has the clinic with the most patients in Pangkalpinang married his own sister."

"I have room to explain." Zamy spoke firmly.

"Explain what?" The girl in front of him snidely asked.

"She's halal because Naura's not my real sister." Zamy reiterated.

"People don't readily accept such things."

"I don't care about unimportant things. Whether they accept it or not is none of my business." Zamy stood up to pick up the phone in his room and again sat on the living room sofa.

"What was that blank?" The girl spoke again cynically.

"It's not nonsense, but the reality. If anyone asks for an explanation. I just need to explain, the rest I have no obligation to confirm to the public. I'm not a celebrity." Zamy explained as he wiggled his legs, occasionally he looked at his phone screen.

"Well, what do you think I've been all along?" The girl asked seriously again. Zamy put his phone to the table again. He looked at his interlocutor while shaking his head.

"So I ever promised you anything? Marry you? Giving you descendants?" Zamy smiled at himself.

"What does our relationship mean during this time Zam?" The girl is still tight.

"What relationship do you mean?" Zamy asked back.

"Aren't we spending a lot of time together?" The girl replied, again Zamy just smiled.

"Sorry, in that time together, did I ever touch you? I'm sorry even though I never had the urge to touch your fingers. Let alone other things. I've been with Dr. Ilham for a long time, doesn't mean we should get married, right?" Zamy explained with a hint of anger. His voice vibrates. But he still tried to string together the best words that his interlocutors could understand without hurting.

"That's because you're ashamed." The girl spoke again confidently.

"Huh? Because shame? I honestly just think of you as a friend. A close friend might be because we've been together since college. Have I ever said that I love you? Have I ever said I miss you? Could I have forgotten? I don't think I ever said such things because I didn't feel like I had the heart to love you more than a friend. I never said I love and expect you because I didn't love you and didn't expect you more than a friend. Explain already? Know it? There are people I love more than I love myself. There's a woman I wish could give me a lot of offspring. And we love each other. I hope our togetherness will be until death do us part. There is no empty space for another heart. I'm sorry NINA. I'm sorry if this hurts you." Zamy spoke firmly. While Nina started to water her eyes. He took the sweater next to him sitting down, lifted the bag and went half running leaving Zamy who was just silent.

"I'm sorry Zamy is Nin!" Zamy shouted out loudly before Nina could not hear his voice. Nina left in a hurry. He took his car without knowing where it was going. Mang Ridwan was increasingly confused to watch. He shook his head and ran to Zamy.

"Why is a pretty girl allowed to cry, Doc?" Mang Ridwan asked.

"Biasalah maaang.., the risk of handsome people." Bang Zamy casually replied. Mang Ridwan patted his forehead with his right hand, while his left hand ruffled his waist.

"Oalaaa doookk. We can be the same, Doc." Mang Ridwan chuckled and soon passed.

"Mang, this is mang...." Suddenly Zamy called again. Mang Ridwan returned to the living room.

"Why doc?" Mang Ridwan asked. From the inside of the house, Ridwan saw Zamy carrying a bag of rambutan.

"This is a rambutan from Mentok, bring it to eat together." Zamy gave the big bag.

"Taro in the waiting room what's at the table near the dock pond?" Mang Ridwan asked again.

"While you are...." Zamy turned in the room, he took the car keys and immediately headed to the garage to heat his car engine. Mang Ridwan followed towards the lounge chair near the fish pond. Put the rambutan there. Then continued his work grazing the garden behind Zamy's house.

***

After stopping crying on the side of the road, Nina decided to go back to her house. At home she was greeted by her mother with great concern.

"Why not work, son? Have you seen Dr Zamy? Why are you crying?" Her mother was so worried.

"Nina wants to go to college again ma, Nina wants to get out of this city anyway." Nina spoke while crying. He ran into his room. Cough and cry. Mama followed.

"What's going on? Why are you suddenly going to college again?" Mama stroked Nina's head as she pleased.

"You got into a fight with Doctor Zamy?" Mom asked again. Nina turned around from her face. He looked at his mother.

"No ma, no quarrel." Nina answered slowly.

"Lha keep on why?" Mama is getting curious.

"His partner all this time he only considers me a friend ma. Not more. He doesn't think I'm a girlfriend or anything more special to him. He seems to like other girls." Nina tearfully explained.

"Can we? He often takes you everywhere. You guys spend a lot of time together. Especially?"

"Yes ma, but he had no feelings for Nina at all. His heart has focused on loving another girl."

"What is the girl's advantage over you? What are your flaws until he rejects you? Arrogant also turned out to be doctor Zamy. It's only right they didn't respond every time you talked about your wedding plans." Mom was carried away with emotion. His character who is classified as a high class woman in Bangka Belitung began to look.

"Yes ma. He didn't think of me, and honestly said he loved another girl." Still with sobs Nina added.

"Just look at that avid doctor who dares to mess with you. Mama could've made the calculations." Mama started to up her ego.

"I mean mama?" Nina looked at the mother who was carried away by emotions.

"Mama can even revoke the license to practice Honey Bee clinic by utilizing the proximity of the mother to the Governor or the Mayor. Even now you can also cancel the active recommendation of the professional organization Bangka Belitung. The chairman was my friend's mom in high school." Mama proudly displays her identity, a high-class woman who can do anything she wants. Nina just shut up. Mama sat Nina in front of her.

"Don't be sad, I'll talk to doctor Zamy and his parents about this." Mom tried to calm down.

"If we can't talk subtly, we can threaten him." My mother is getting aggressive. Like the world in his grasp. Nina was silent. She started to stop crying while playing with her pretty nails.

"Anyways who's the girl that doctor Zamy loves? Is it the doctor too?"

" Yes he is also a doctor ma." Nina answered quickly.

"Is she pretty?" Mom curious.

"Yes ma, she's so beautiful." Nina answered quickly.

"There's no doctor here who's as pretty as you are. Is he the son of a great man?" My mother was not satisfied investigating.

"Yes ma."

"That means he's a rich kid too?" Mama squinted her beautiful eyes.

"Yes right ma." Nina again.

"Lho's? Who's the girl that Doctor Zamy loves?" Mama was very curious. He looked at Nina without blinking.

"Doctor Naura ma." Nina answered directly while looking at the reaction of the shocked mother not a bitch.

"What's? The naura? My nauraku? Naura Mama's biological son you mean?"

"Yes ma."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim..., Naura's time is Nin? Why could? Naura is Zamy's sister." My mother started to get nervous and confused on her own.

"No-no-no. This can't happen." Mama immediately exited the room, leaving Nina who was back lying down in a doldrums.

***

I was eating alone in front of the television, suddenly Yuk Mairoh came.

"Sorry doc, there's a mother outside waiting for the doctor." I stopped my bribe.

"Send to go in yuk."

"Okeeyyy.

"Please enter ma'am. Let's go to the living room through the front door. Yuk Mairoh led the woman to the front door she had opened.

"Well Naura's house is big and nice too. Too bad he's alone here." The woman stared at the entire front of the living room.

"Sit down and wait here buk, ma'am doctor again spent his lunch." Yuk Mairoh suggested.

"Don't be so formal, I'm her real mother." The woman did not heed the yuk Mairoh. He just walked into the family room. Again he devoured the view to the whole room. He smiled faintly as he approached and looked at the large photo of the Naura family. The rest he only looks at a glance towards the 3-storey storefront along the 2 meters which contains a variety of framed mini photos and various trophies as well as other accessories.

"There are many awards for him...." The mother muttered.

"All the achievements of the doctor's mother are buk." Yuk Mairoh explained. The upper-class woman looked cursively at Yuk Mairoh who only replied with a bow of head.

"Norra." I who was eating suddenly saw my mother in the living room. Yuk Mairoh signaled that he would not allow the mother to enter. I'm just smiling.

"She's my mama yuk Mai, just let her in." I spoke to Yuk Mairoh who felt guilty.

"All right, doctor." Yuk Mairoh left us.

"Eat ma, yuk Mairoh cook prawn saos paddocks and saute kale." I offered my mother a meal while lifting the plate.

"Thank you, my mom ate." My mom sat next to me. His head is like a toy doll. Look up and down through the entire room.

"How did you buy this house Naura? Big and nice. The interiors are like the houses in Korean movies." My mother asked to surprise me.

"Be careful ma." I answered soberly, it was unethical to mention the nominal.

"Maybe four more eM yes...? Because of its strategic location, the page is wide. I saw that in the back there was still a huge amount of empty land." Mama spoke back to surprise me. Although it has been proven that she is my real mother, but there is a sense of awkward to see her ask such things. I finished my meal. Bring the dishes to the kitchen, drink and return to the living room with a plate of fruits.

"Praise once you peel a variety of fruit and keep it this cold." Mom picked up a few pieces of fruit. Eat it quickly.

"That's from Mentok ma, mother prepared this morning to eat in the street, but did not have time to eat it, Naura taro to the refrigerator." I'm explaining. My mother has no response anymore. His eyes just looked at my entire house.

"By the way up to four eM house prices this?" Mom talks home again. I wonder at the questions of this woman who gave birth to me.

"Either ma, Naura doesn't know."

"Home time itself does not know?" My mother seemed dissatisfied to hear my answer.

"Hehe" I smiled forcefully and felt uncomfortable. Mom stood still with the bag in her hand.

"Can Mama see your kitchen Naura?" My mom was acting a little strange. I don't really know him that well. But several times sleeping in her house with doctor Nina, mama is not this aggressive. I took my mom to look around my kitchen.

"Waw kitchen is beautiful. Just like my mom's dream." Mama holds even opened some cabinets down.

I'm still patient. She's my real mother. Yuk Mairoh who was cooking was made confused by his actions.

"Where is the door?" My mom opened the back door of the kitchen. There is a fish pond and a reddish-brown gazebo made of the number one wood terrace. Usually me and my family will spend time there while burning fish, chicken, squid, otak-otak and others. To the left and right of the gazebo is my beloved rabbit. Just to the right left of the concrete bridge 40 inches wide from the kitchen door to the gazebo there is a tilapia fish pond and goldfish. On it I sow kale plants, genjer and hyacinth and dozens of colorful lotus.

"Waw.., this is a dream mom really you Naura." Mama clucked in awe as she passed the 4-meter concrete bridge to the gazebo. I followed in my mother's footsteps with growing confusion.

"It's so good for your house, you can spend days here. Who designed all this Naura?" Mama asked back.

"Mother ma, my mother's in Mentok." I answered. I saw my mom's face change. I don't know what answer he really expects from me, I don't know. Satisfied sitting in the gazebo mama back to the back yard. Various flowers are neatly arranged, with each edge near the fence overgrown with old plants. Until the season of our mango harvest, red longan also bears fruit, guava, jamaica guava, rambutan, mangosteen, sweet starfruit, sapodilla, almost all kinds of plants have been planted there.

"Sorry ma, instead of how-how..., can Naura know why mama suddenly found Naura here?" I asked slowly. Mama looked at me.

"The birth mother herself must make a pact to meet?" Mama is still cute. Not as usual when I was at his house.

"Whenever you need something...." I became unwell. We went back inside the house. There is already one teapot and two cups of tea there, equipped with 4 small jars filled with dried cakes.

"Please drink it..," I'm still a little awkward offering.

"Yes thank you." Mama sipped her tea almost out. I added again from the teak.

"What does your maid get paid for?" My mother asked me again, which surprised me.

"It's ma..," I answered just like that. Mama was silent again. Then he took a tape in his bag and photographed some neatly arranged flowers on my shabby shelf next to the tivi.

"Your feet are so big, the furniture is all expensive teak. This is Naura, this chair how much does Naura cost? The fifties?" Mama pointed at the golden carved teak sofa we were sitting on. I nodded slowly while breathing deeply.

"Forgot ma."

"Where the hell are you, no one knows." Mama pouting.

"Ma sorry yes. Naura wants to get ready to go. There's a promise to someone...."

"Just like doctor Zamy? Oh yes it's Naura. Mama wants to talk about it." Mama began to talk seriously about the purpose of her arrival.

"Naura knew about Nina and Zamy's relationship. They have been together for almost ten years. How could Naura take Zamy from him. Zamy is your brother...." Mama spoke while holding my hand. I feel less comfortable. It feels like the strange is starting to appear.

"Naura, you better give up on Nina. He was crying very hard home. He said Zamy refused to marry him. He said Zamy would marry you instead. Did you marry your own sister?" I looked at my mom closer

"Sorry ma, you should be more aware that Naura is not Zamy's real sister." I'm trying to explain. There was obviously disappointment in my tone of voice.

"But how will people view? When the doctor was beautifully married to her brother? They didn't care what big brother Naura picked up. There will be those who are ashamed. Everyone can be ashamed of this...."

"Thy? Shame why ma?" I don't understand what my mom is thinking.

"Yes, unfortunately, when the doctor married her brother. Like not doing it." I was shocked to hear this woman I only knew for 3 days as my real mother speak. It was very different from the way of his mind with the mindset of my mother in Mentok.

"Let Zamy decide ma." I'm trying to finish. Mama looked at me less than happy. He got up from his seat. Grab the bag and talk again.

"L act like my real son Naura."

"What's wrong ma?"

"A biological child will always be according to what his parents say." Mama dictated. I just smiled faintly. I took my mom to the front door. I saw under the rambutan tree in my yard an old sedan was waiting.

"Remember Naura, forget Zamy and let them be happy." I looked up and held back tears. Try to keep smiling and speak up.

"Ma...."

"Why?" Mama turned from the porch, approached me.

"Naura agreed, right?"

"No."

"Keep why?"

"Don't let Naura regret meeting her biological parents." I shed tears. Mama looked at me. Then in a hurry he got off the porch of my house, walked in the waiting sedan car, then slowly left my yard. Yuk Mairoh escorted the car and closed the turnstile. I went back to the family room. Sitting alone shedding tears, I missed my mother's embrace in Mentok.