Doctor Naura

Chapter 29 Me and the Wedding Dress

As Yuk Zaidar promised, he had already come to my house when I had just finished my Fajr prayer. A little busy at dawn. Yuk Mairoh who stayed at home had finished making breakfast and warm tea. Ms. Nindya has finished sweeping the house, she then held a beautiful carpet nuanced red with a large size. Dad was sitting on the side patio chair enjoying black coffee and cookies. Yuk Zaidar came with four other fairies to help him. My mother went back and forth to prepare everything at home. I've finished taking a bath on Yuk Zaidar's errand. Then it starts to be dressed slowly. While the mother is dressed by yuk Yati, the younger brother of yuk Zaidar.

"Nindya if it's all ready, please take Mira's mom with Nisa, we dress up here all yes." I heard you talking to Nindya's muttering mother.

"We also have to dress up?" He hesitated to ask.

"Yes dong, everything will be beautiful today. Quickly take Nisa and your mother." Mother reminded me of Nindya who had not moved. Her body was facing her perfectly.

"Can we dress ourselves, ma'am?" Madam Nindya asked again.

"No. We hired a bridal makeup artist, don't waste it." Mother replied firmly. I just kept quiet.

"Oh.. Then, can we...." Mbak Nindya hesitates to continue speaking.

"Why Nin? Just say son." I saw Nindya's anxiety.

"May we be dressed there?" Madam Nindya pointed towards the villa where they lived.

"Please leave it." I spoke to Nindya.

"Eh yuk Zaidar, please don't anyone decorate to the villa there." I spoke to yuk Zaidar. Yuk Zaidar sent two of his assistants to the villa to dress up the three. I started dressing my face and neck. My clothes are just a piece of sarong.

"Bee..., the face of the cameraman...."

"Eh out there came out his brother..," I cut out the sentence of bang Zamy who suddenly went into the room. I kicked him out of the blue because I was embarrassed not to wear clothes but only a sarong at the suggestion of Yuk Zaidar.

"Tok direct ngusir?" Bang Zamy was confused and dumbfounded looking at me.

"Go his brotheraa.., hunt again dandan nih. Uhhh...." I'm in the fog. Shame suddenly spread all over my body revealing half of my body was undressed. My white calf immediately hid with the rest of the retractable sheath. My hand pulled the hijab near the yuk Zaidar and immediately covered part of the upper chest and exposed neck. Mother and fairy just smiled. Yuk Zaidar giggled while whispering something in my ear.

"Later in the night will all open the doctor...." Zuk Zaidar pinched my golden cheek which instantly reddened.

"Iiihhh.., what the heck ayuk...." I pinched back to the flat yuk Zaidar's waist. Mother and the other fairy laughed. Bang Zamy still sees me. I'm getting embarrassed about it.

"You're so skinny Bee. Can naro coffee is mah...." Bang Zamy joked. I know he knows that neckline is what many men crave. I grabbed the plastic tissue and its contents near my feet and threw it at the Zamy bang.

"Go nagging...." Bang Zamy casually caught the tissue I threw. Then put it on the floor near the mother sitting. Mom took. Then bang Zamy immediately came out without speaking again. I took off the hijab on my neck. But about fifty seconds he left suddenly went straight in again with a red velvet gold box in his hand. I tried to grab the hijab I threw on the bed. But bang Zamy even got in the way.

"This is my brother's message a week ago, just taken earlier in the gold shop of Mount Kawi, plans to be used later when...." Bang Zamy stopped his speech. He looked at me for a long time who could only be silent with only a glove-clad cloth. Yuk Zaidar took a little look around at his mother and fairies, as if they did not see the work of bang Zamy who stood before me wearing a beautiful gold necklace with a pendant that read 'Bee'. I held my strange breath. Despite trying to be normal and ordinary, I could also feel the heartbeat of this man who was going to be my husband.

"Okay.., the more beautiful my bees are. It's beautiful in her necklace...." Bang Zamy spoke to the mother who immediately turned her head.

"Geez, baby.., you guys are so sweet.... Romantic tis tis...." Mom seduces us.

"Yes, don't you, baby?" Bang Zamy looked at me meaningfully. He also held his breath like me. I didn't answer him, just gave him the code to get him out. He ruffled my head a little rough. I know, he just covered up the unusual feeling we felt. The mischievous leafan that was a little hard to control. He exited the room while closing the door of the bridal chamber. Yuk Zaidar came back to me.

"I love to see you guys, so romantic...." Yuk Zaidar spoke frankly.

"They like so yuk, romantic pretentious, but the two often fight, until the thrashing, later better until the cry, go home to Mentok alone, each complaining. Already from childhood, the two can not be separated but. This is Naura, her brother went to camp until high fever first yuk. " Mom spoke to yuk Zaidar, while I was silent, trying to calm the very irregular heartbeat.

"Owh so yes ma'am, pantesan. They fit in well." Yuk Zaidar finished dressing my neck.

"Which doctor Beha said yesterday. Purchased already? Thick and tight foaming bra." Yuk Zaidar asked my.

"That's yuk." I pointed towards the white pouch containing the bh I just bought.

"Actually without being like this too, have a doctor's mom is good, tight and big anyway. Are doctors good at sports?" Yuk Zaidar spoke interspersed with tanya.

"Yes yuk." I answered.

"Try standing. Swing the pair or install it yourself?"

"Pair it yourself yuk." I stood up and put on a new bh. Yuk Zaidar then put on a white daleman. I can already lower the glove cloth to the waist. It has been more than an hour, just finished the neck and clean the face only. Yuk Zaidar tied my hair. Then start me'make up' the face part. I let Yuk Zaidar work freely, I obey everything he says. Almost six o'clock in the morning, then the make up on my face looks perfect. Yuk Zaidar then paired a white wedding dress. I'm getting pretty with a crown on my head. After many times watching me in front of the glass finally yuk Zaidar felt relieved.

"Alhamdulillah done. You're perfect, doctor. You're the prettiest bride for thirty years." Yuk Zaidar spoke again. I just smiled and took a cell phone and took a selfie. I also lay alone in front of the glass. My beauty aura is so visible. Stunning and very charming.

"Bayuuu.., take a photo of the bride herself son." Yuk Zaidar called Bayu to memotoku. I was then directed like a model on a bed. All styles are tried.

"Where's the doctor, we're dancing." Yuk Zaidar asked to be called bang Zamy.

"Just let me call you." Mom stood up from the chair. She was done with her makeup too. Mom is so beautiful elegant.

"All of you please call me ma'am, his assistant yuk Zaidar reminded.

"Zamy..., go there to be paired with the same makeup of yuk Zaidar." Mom found bang Zamy who just finished taking a shower. Bang Zamy according to, he went into the bridal chamber. When he saw me, he stopped by and whispered.

"Bee my dear.., your beauty is perfect." He kissed my head that was a little heavy because of the bun and the others. I just played my nose without feeling the need to answer. The two fairies from the villa had already returned.

"Mother doctor sister masyaAllah was very beautiful when diras. She's never worn makeup for years, she says she only wears baby powder after every shower." A fairy spoke to me.

"Alhamdulillah...." I answered.

"But her husband is a bit fierce, doctor...?" The other perias went in for a ride. I immediately looked towards him.

"His husband?"

"Yes from earlier her husband was waiting, he went back and forth to pay attention to his wife. Like a little impatient. He's still in the hat inside the house." The perias argued again. I gasp. I'll be heading out to the villa. Ignoring the presence of mom and dad.

"Naura you're so pretty, son, you look a lot like mama." Mama yelled at me who was moving towards the villa. I lifted the bottom of the wedding dress I was wearing. But I suddenly stopped seeing Nindya put in a black APV car under a tree, her hands tied back, two men holding her. I tried to get closer, but as quickly as lightning the car left my yard. I don't think much longer. I ran into the house to pick up the keys to my father's car parked outside the fence. Don't forget to tuck a gun I took from my car in the garage. Some catering workers were surprised to see me. Then without waiting for the hot engine I tried to catch up to the car was gone. The car is heading towards the Morning Market. The crowds and the presence of wild parking made me able to catch up with a distance of fiber meters from the car. I saw his car heading towards the tin museum. I caughtup. I tried calling bang Zamy but the number was off. I called my father, mother, mother and father but all did not answer. Soon my phone that was the battery was only 16% dead. I don't have a charger even though I can charge in the car. I kept following his car. I'm driving in a wedding dress that I rolled up the bottom of. The flip flops I wore. Distinct color. I just kept chasing the APV car that brought Nindya, but because I had to wait for some cars to pass by and just got across, I lost track of the car. Fitting at the intersection I was confused, hesitating to choose right or left. Finally I decided to turn right, because if the APV car had turned left, it would still be visible in the distance. But as far as the eye can see there is no car there. I painstakingly put on a bridal suit through the intersection of the post office. I was lucky in front of the red light for a long time. I looked back at the car far in the front row. I recorded the police number. BN 1917 DQ. The green light was on, but still about two cars in front of me, the light was red again. I had to wait again. A motorized policeman stopped beside me. I opened the window. Kuklakson's a cop next to me. He looked over and opened the glass.

"Sir! Please follow the black APV car in front. BN 1917 DQ. He kidnapped my sister."

"Why mbak?" The police didn't really listen to me. His head he stuck closer to me.

"Please tail the car APV black plate BN 1917 DQ. He kidnapped my brother." I screamed as hard as I could. Some of the motorists behind the police officer were astonished at me.

"Ah is right, mbak?"

"Yes sir. Please." Please."

"How much was the plate?"

"BN 1917 DQ"

"OKAY. black APV huh?"

"Yes, fast sir." I yelled at the police officer who was immediately gas-stamped. Lucky he did not hit a car that leads to the right, opposite the speed of the motor pack police. I followed along ignoring the red light, trying to catch up again. A few vehicles that were disturbed by my actions suddenly sounded a horn. But I didn't pay attention to it. For me right now is my sister's safety. I drove back. I saw the cop I was yelling at stopping by the side of the road. He's on the phone. I ignored him and kept going. My body feels wet from sweat. In my father's car, in a wedding dress, you can imagine how hot I felt. I continued driving my car, looking carefully at the possibility of the car I was chasing even stopped on the side of the road. But it's been more than half an hour I walk, there's no sign of finding the car. I've reached the New Sheldung corn alley. Just in front of a non-resident outlet near the Bes Sinema cinema I stopped the speed of my vehicle. I'm flustered. It felt so good that I did my own pursuit. I'd better get home soon, they must be worried about me at home. I turned through a shortcut towards my house. The road leads to the Depati Amir Pangkalpinang stadium. But when I was at a crossroads. I saw the exact same ribbon as my wedding souvenir ribbon. I was moved again to look for him. In my mind, this was not a coincidence, but a sign from Nindya's mother to anyone who made a search for her. I turned the car towards the fog. A new village on the edge of the city. I passed through the forested streets. There was only once I saw a passing vehicle. Maybe because the time is still too early while the school children are still closed because of the coronavirus. With courage mixed with worry, I continued down the road. Hoping to rediscover an omen from the mbak Nindya. Sure enough, about fifteen minutes into the settlement I again saw the same piece of ribbon. Because there's an asphalt road to the left. I stopped the car and retreated for a bit. Then I made up my mind to go down the asphalt road to the left, following my fraternal instinct with mbak Nindya. Two hundred meters after entering, I saw as wide as the eyes looked at the not-so-preserved rubber tree. In the middle was a half-collapsed board house. I saw a motorcycle from a distance heading there. I spontaneously pulled back the car and parked it on the side of the road. My suspicions are growing. Ms. Nindya was there, because at first glance I saw a new APV parked car grazing a woman's body. That shirt, the one that mom bought yesterday. I saw him touch the ground. Then, by creeping among the grass and shrubs, I crept in a very special wedding dress. The white color is mixed with the color of the soil. I don't give a shit. Then armed with a black belt that I obtained since the first grade of Elementary School trained with Senpai Swendi in Puput Muntok, a black belt that I got in Palembang with broken lower lip, under blue eyes as a result of dealing with a Kowal from Lampung. I was a student on semester break. I with a thumping heart came back stealthily approaching the log cabin before me. What a moment that I will never forget in my lifetime, I lay down among the shrubs of the abandoned rubber garden in a wedding dress and full of make up.

"Your base ******! I paid you to kidnap Naura, not this woman!" I who got closer to them stopped my movements. My monkey watched to catch their voices. I pulled the trigger of my gun with a slight tremble. Stand by with all possibilities.

"Sorry sir. We didn't realize we had kidnapped her wrong. But they are both very similar. We find it hard to distinguish. All I saw was this woman, just like the one we photographed yesterday." I heard a voice that seemed familiar. But I can't remember it quickly.

"You're blind, huh? Don't you guys think she's wearing bridal clothes on her wedding day." I heard someone's voice again. And I re-attached my ears so carefully. One more voice, as if I had heard it often.

"Sorry sir. We're really sorry." Back to the sound I know. I jerked. I know the voice of the kidnapper. It won't be wrong again. He's his night watchman at papa's. His father Rani, a patient of mine with tonsillitis. Mr. Anang, yes I believe it is the voice of Mr. Anang. A flash in my brain immediately guessed who had hired Mr. Anang to kidnap me but misdirected it because my face was similar to that of Nindya.

"If it wasn't Mama, it would have been Nina." I muttered.

"You know we are when this is the case. I just want you to kidnap Naura and leave her here. Because he can't marry anyone else. He should be mine." Back to the sound of someone I knew.

"What are we doing now, sir?" Pak Anang's voice sounded nervous.

"As far as you guys. Finish it! Do not leave a trace. If you're done, you get paid." The deg! My blood rippled furiously. I stood up, and accidentally stepped on the wet bamboo.

"Shelf!" His voice is loud. I'll be right back down. Three people hurriedly appeared looking at me. I held my breath. Through the cracks of the grass, I was swept away. A man with blue jeans in black shirt, I know him very well. He held a gun in his right hand.

"Quick just finish it, after that you just burn it along with this cottage." I heard the command of the man to his messenger.

"Yes sir." Pak Anang's voice sounded. I slowly crawled back. Creeping sweeps the grass and the wood butts blacken. A caterpillar even kissed my cheek. I pulled him over without fear anymore. I saw that man had inserted his gun into his left waist.

"This is my chance to knock him out." Mumbles. Then with a distance of about ten meters, I shot the evil man in the leg.

"Awww.., who's there?" I saw him fall and get hit by his noisy motorbike. He tried to pull the gun around his waist but I was too afraid to take the risk. I'll give him one more hot lead on his right arm.

"Nauraa....!"

"Hi Irwan, long time no see. Good luck with my gift this time." I boldly approached the already helpless Irwan. Then I took the gun on his left waist. I threw bullets. And I spontaneously felt his jeans pocket. I took the phone. I'd like to get in touch with bang Zamy and the others. They must be very worried about me and Nindya. But just now I punched Zamy's bang number suddenly behind me Anang sir was ready to hit me with a big beam. I'm reflex dodging. The wood even hit Irwan's knee. He was growing more pain. Failing to hit me, his friend Pak Anang also pointed a long wood towards my neck. I avoided by squatting as deep as possible. And because I feel cornered. I pulled the trigger back. The bullet was moving in the right place.

"Dor!" Pak Anang's right calf was acquainted with hot lead as well. I was so scared I didn't have to be afraid anymore. Put one more bullet to his friend Mr. Anang who is ready to go to the car to escape.

"Dor!" Back one hot lead lodged in the calf of a man. He's still reckless. Trudgingly dragging the wounded leg of the gunshot wound towards the car. But not yet ten steps running he gave up on his own. Drooping on the ground. I continued calling bang Zamy. Explain my position now.

"Return my phone Naura. Or you'll know the consequences later." Irwan who was lying on the ground was still able to threaten me. I sneered towards him. Then I tore off the shirt she was wearing with my strong fingers. I pulled it to pieces and divided it in two. Then I deftly tied it to Irwan's wound. I don't rub it anymore. In the distance I could hear the sirens of police cars. I had the body of Nindya who was still drowning due to fainting. I put the gun in my wedding dress that was no longer white. This is my wedding dress, yellowish white from the ground, mixed with blood red. It will not be forgotten to death.