Doctor Naura
Chapter 28 Mysterious Cameraman
After cleaning the villa where Aunt Mira and family. We helped some residents and colleagues clean around the house. Not to forget that I have hired yuk Zaidar, a famous makeup artist in the city of Pangkalpinang. Married plans Thursday, we're fitting her clothes Tuesday. All impromptu. Me, bang Zamy and mom go to yuk Zaidar's place. There she chose a wedding dress that had never been worn. There are only two sets at super special prices. One purple one white goose feather. I chose the color white.
"Huh.., thankfully the size fits the doctor...." Yuk Zaidar commented when he finished buttoning the shirt on the back.
"God is beautiful...." Mother praised me who was moving in front of the glass of the room.
"The son of his beautiful mother exceeds the artist..," So happy yuk Zaidar to mother. They laugh together.
"But to be honest, ma'am, I'd rather have someone whose face is ordinary even sorry that ugly. It is easier to make it look beautiful. Well if like this doctor, you have to be careful. Her face is very beautiful, if the wrong polish will make it even how...." Yuk Zaidar was talking to a mother who was just smiling.
"That means his face is better, yuk molesnya.., he is ugly...." Bang Zamy teased me. I just gave a mocking expression on my face.
"If it's bad how would my brother marry me...." I answered. Bang Zamy just smiled.
"You guys are very suitable. My Lord is very beautiful, the doctor is also very handsome. Like the stories in the movies alone, met two beautiful and handsome doctors." Yuk Zaidar commented.
"Alhamdulillah..," Mother just muttered while participating in the costume fitting date. He chose himself in the luxurious glass teak cabinets. Bang Zamy only with the latest silver suit. He looks just getting braver. At the time when we were engrossed in clothes fittings, I accidentally looked at the car parked on the side of the road just in front of the house yuk Zaidar. Someone looks with suspicious gestures.
"What's Naura doing?" Bang Zamy asked to see me tilting my head trying to see more clearly who was across the parking car. But because of the window frame, I was not able to catch his face clearly.
"It looks like someone's standing suspiciously near your brother's car." I explained to bang Zamy who went straight out.
"Abang will check it...." He also passed. But about two minutes later he came back and raised his hand while shaking his head.
"There's no one Bee...." Bang Zamy spoke slowly.
"Oh maybe Naura's eyes are wrong or there's just people who happen to pass by." I finish while continuing to obey some bridal clothing supplies for Thursday the day after tomorrow. About two hours into our wedding dress fittings, we finally went home. Mom and Dad were busy preparing for everything. Catering food in the best places. Mother said if many or few people are present, we must treat the best food. Many times I tried to call my mom but never connected. It seems like she deliberately avoided the phone call from her mother. I mean to be able to prepare and communicate everything together. While aunt Mira, Nindya and Nisa have also bought a beautiful dress uniform at Rahmah's new street boutique. They started to enjoy living in the villa. Moreover, Annisa, for hours if not called she will be fun playing in the gazebo behind the house, bang Zamy has bought her also a set of medical toys. Mbak Nindya because he is used to working does not stop cleaning up. To the extent that yuk Mairoh astonished to make. All the grass in the flower pot was plucked. Father has repeatedly called people from the Office of Religious Affairs, so as not to forget my wedding and bang Zamy held on Thursday. While bang Zamy is still busy going back and forth to the office because there are emergency patients. Everything goes according to the portion. I with a pounding in my heart, read more articles about wedding preparation. Mother back and forth accompanied by Yuk Mairoh to certain places, aunt Mira sat in a wheelchair while occasionally dropped off mbak Nindya accompanied Nisa to play in the gazebo. There is nothing strange anymore. Mr. Rohim works to paint the fence of the house. Let it be beautiful later he said. No one asked for it, he came asking for money to buy paint to offer what color and then work alone. Long, it feels so long this time. Holding a beating in my heart, I wish there were no more tomorrow, but jump straight into Thursday, where I will soon be Zamy's mistress.
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Wednesday, not much changed like yesterday, only from the morning that Zaidar came with the team to decorate the bridal room. At my request, the bridal chamber is my chamber. Although the invited may only be twenty people, but the state of my bridal room makeup is very beautiful. Decorations are dominated by shades of white and ping, starting from the door of the room, on it is made as beautiful as possible. Inside the room makeup is no less beautiful with decorations in front of the room. All laid out yuk Zaidar as beautiful. I felt a very lively feel even in the middle of the covid-19 pandemic. Mother assisted some of the neighboring women of the house beautify souvenir invitations. In order to effectively buy forty sheets of rug rugs of large sizes, various colors. Rolled and then given a piece of lacy ribbon. It says my name and bang Zamy's name there. They are good at decorating it. There are parts of cutting, sticking and finishing. Sometimes I stay there. But soon expelled and told to use henna.
"Sir doctor just go there, use the same henna yuk Zaidar, let's be cool...." Yuk Wati even pushed me who was just about to hold the scissors.
"There away, the bride-to-be should not be near the sharp stuff..," Bu Mustar chimed. I said, walking towards Yuk Zaidar who started calling with a wave of his right hand. Another yuk Zaidar employee was busy pairing the room decor with the help of a short aluminum staircase.
"This is chosen, Naura wants what it's like." Yuk Zaidar gave me an album of his henna. I turned the plastic sheet of paper. Then I chose the one I liked the most. I also wear henna.
"Tomorrow Fajr come here, we dance and yes." Yuk Zaidar reminded me. Though since fitting clothes it has been delivered many times.
"Yes yuk." I answered. Someone captured the moment with a good camera. I smiled intentionally, hoping that the photos would work until there were no more lives in the body. Time and again the sound of the camera taking pictures. I keep smiling. Yuk Zaidar was engrossed and concentrated on drawing henna in my hand.
"Sorry to be late, Bayu to Faisal's house first." Suddenly a handsome, pure white teenager similar to the yuk Zaidar came up with a Canon EOS 5D Mark III camera in his hand. Yuk Zaidar stopped his activities. He raised his head to see who was coming. His smile immediately expanded.
"Mother doctor, this is my first child Bayu. He's gonna document your marriage." Yuk Zaidar patted a bit of my shoulder. His eyes looked at me, I stare back at Yuk Zaidar.
"Lha who was chekrek chekrak who was yuk? Isn't that Zaidar's son?" I asked confused considering that there was already a camera sound of someone capturing the moment I put on henna.
"What just now?" Yuk Zaidar asked back.
"Yes." Yeah." I answered quickly.
"Wasn't the one who took the picture earlier the photographer from your family?" Yuk Zaidar was seriously looking at me.
"Not yuk. The cameraman of us bang Rahman, his biological sister bang Zamy." I'm explaining.
"Lha? So who took photos of who?" Yuk Zaidar started to suspect, just like me. We looked at confusion.
"Wait a minute yuk." I immediately rushed to find the man who took the picture with the camera earlier. I searched around the living room, the living room, the kitchen, the back near the gazebo, in the garden and all over the house he was no more. I went to the substation to see Fredy.
"Why doctor?" Fredy immediately asked looking at my face that was overwhelmed with anxiety.
"So there's a guy with a camera, is it through here?" I asked Fredy who was out of his guard post.
"Must be a doctor, he said, call again later this afternoon."
"Huh? Did he say that?"
"Yes, it was time to go in and say it was his team yuk Zaidar. He was both. That's why I let them in." Fredy explained. I immediately returned home, looking for my mother and father, and explained what had happened. Dad then went to the room bang Zamy saw the CCTV footage. But like a soap opera, there is no visible face recorded clearly cctv camera. They both had big cameras, black jeans and both had black hoodies. When there is no dizoom something seems meaningful. The motorbike they used was parked far away on the side of the highway. I nodded slowly.
"Do Naura need to tell bang Zamy well?" I asked my father who seemed to be thinking hard. In my grasp I was ready to press the call button, because the contact bang Zamy was already open.
"Are you not doctor?" Yuk Zaidar asked to see me back in the room. I just shook my head and sat back down to continue the use of henna with the yuk Zaidar.
"Any yeah. I think he's the doctor. The doctor thought it was me." Yuk Zaidar spoke again as his body leaned over my feet.
"Yes yuk. It's a little awkward. After the child came, he ran away. Looks like he knows very well the habits of people at busy events like this." I speak slowly. My brain is full of curiosity for people who have entered illegally into my house. As for yesterday, I felt someone with very suspicious gestures. It must have been the same person as the one who was near the car yesterday.
"Just pray, doctor, hopefully tomorrow our show will be smooth, without any obstacles." Yuk Zaidar spoke again seeing my unrest.
"Yes yuk. Aamiin's." I answered slowly while playing the henna cap released by Yuk Zaidar.
"Smile a little doctor, I want on camera video yes. Two minutes after the exen count, natural style, please while chatting with mama." Suddenly the baby spoke while twirling the lens to remove his camera suit. I changed my sitting style. I'll fix a little clothes. I took a deep breath and then I exhaled slowly. I'm trying to be normal so good the tape.
"To one two three exeeens...." Bayu started recording my activities with henna. Suddenly, my mother appeared at the door.
"Eithhhh, you want a tape, right? Mama's coming with dong." Mama immediately approached like innocent of yesterday's riots. Come to the house and rage furiously at Aunt Miranti. Bayu looked at me and yuk Zaidar took turns.
"Just record Yu.., make it look as if the two of us are pairing henna with the doctor." Yuk Zaidar gives advice on seeing Bayu who immediately deleted his failed recording just now.
"I don't want to hit Naura. You keep waving, I'll pretend to point out what you have to do." Mama immediately protested at his suggestion yuk Zaidar. Yuk Zaidar looked at me who was only able to smile. Good thing yesterday by accident our chatter when fitting clothes came to the explanation that I am the biological child mama Erlinda. Mother had briefly explained the romance of my life to yuk Zaidar. Then Bayu started recording my activities berhenna. Yuk Zaidar naturally painted around my feet the beautiful henna. While mama sometimes sits, sometimes stands, often crouching as if she were the boss of yuk Zaidar. I held back the laughter loudly. Try to hold on until it's two minutes. Then after two minutes passed, me and Yuk Zaidar laughed out loud.
"Eh Naura, what are you laughing at? Nothing is funny." Mama spoke with the face of the chandelier still green. I did not answer him, but immediately stopped laughing with Yuk Zaidar.
"Who are you here with? Papa even long ago, working with father with his compass. It's mama's been called by mom many times not to be lifted...." I asked at once to complain to my mother. But he just nodded.
"Now also six calls. I waited for your mother to call up to seven times her plan was to be lifted, uh not even call again...." Mama talked to her casually. I was getting confused thinking about what my mother's head was made of.
"And mom can call back." I try to confirm his mistake.
"Haduuyyy..., calling your mother back? Just lower your mama's level...." Mama answered arrogantly. I choose silence. I don't like his way of thinking and his arrogance. How is it possible that in this season of corona there are still arrogant creatures like my real mama. I'm mwnghela breathing long again. A moment of silence, only small blows to the walls of the room sounded. Yuk Zaidar's employees are still busy working. Attach various room makeup.
"Eh Naura, Mira has she returned home to her garden?" The mother who was sitting on my bride's bed immediately went down and asked.
"He won't go back there ma." I answered. Mom suddenly slumped.
"Why? What's in it with your presence here?" Mama's getting a bitch.
"Ma, we should not always profit directly from doing good in the world. God willing, in the Hereafter, those little virtues will make it easier for us to go to eternal heaven." I slightly lectured my mama who even raised her shoulders high. His lips were like sneering with eyes full of discomfort.
"Halaaaahh...." It was the only thing that came out of his mouth, then went out of the room. I don't know who would be bothered by his presence, hopefully he doesn't create any more ruckus. The day is rising. Slowly but surely. Adzan Zuhur has been reverberating. Half of the men immediately left their activities from my house, heading for congregational prayers at the mosque.
While I, have finished berhenna. Mom was busy chatting with the women helping out at home. While yuk Zaidar is busy assessing the work and workings of his employees. Shortly afterwards, the sound of Zamy's car came home. I don't know why my heart is beating back. My heart was beating more than usual. I heard his voice go deep. Then talk passionately with the father who has returned from the mosque.
"What a beauty my future wife...." Bang Zamy teased me while standing at the door.
"It's only natural that dong can be beautiful, the doctor is also very handsome." Yuk Zaidar tablewab while staring at bang Zamy.
"If Zamy is from orok already handsome yuk...." Bang Zamy smiled happily. I just stared at him without returning his tease.
"How's the operation of his Pe e Be patient bang?" I asked to distract her from her jokes.
"Alhamdulillah survived both." Bang Zamy replied while sitting next to me. He stroked my head with love.
"Bang, there was...."
"Suspicious cameraman?" Bang Zamy cut my words.
"Yes. How did you know?" I asked.
"Should've told me."
"Owh...."
"Stay calm, stay alert, sometimes people are just a fad, or even look for loopholes just to steal...." Bang Zamy explained.
"But there's nothing missing..." I'm talking again.
"Thank God, maybe they haven't finished the action there's been a thwart." Bang Zamy is calming. But my heart still holds on to the presence of the fake cameraman. There must be something they've planned. I should always be careful. So muttered. The sun has broken through the opening of my room. Bang Zamy has started to pair henna. As for me, it was still unthinkable of those who came at high risk into my house earlier. Why does it feel so weird? Ah, never mind, I try to forget and hope that tomorrow morning everything will go smoothly without any obstacles.
