Doctor Naura
Chapter 34 Second Interference
After the Magrib prayer I prepared dinner. Take four pieces of chicken rendang kampung from the pot on the stove and arrange them on the dining table. I placed the cooking two kale lamongan ala, kale saos oyster. I also prepared lukewarm water for us to drink. Plus slices of young 'land cucumbers' cleaved four. Our dinner menu was quite simple.
"Assalamualaikum...." Bang Zamy entered after opening the door with the key he had brought earlier.
"Waalaikumsalam darling. Adek cook kale saos oyster brother's favorite." I answered while removing the apron on my body and placing it on the side hanger of the refrigerator.
"Hemz.., the fragrant pantes get to the mosque." Bang Zamy teased me.
"Ah time yes." I kissed the hand of bang Zamy who immediately embraced and embraced my shoulder, not forgetting he landed a kiss on my forehead. My heart is pounding happily.
"Emmmuachh...." Bang Zamy kissed my forehead again.
"Who wants to change clothes first yes, then we eat." Bang Zamy let go of his embrace and went towards his room. He took his clothes which had not been moved to my room. I filled the rice on the plate and cooled it, then wiped the table and stove after cooking. Soon, Zamy returned to the kitchen wearing black, gray and white striped La Mirage shorts. His boss only wears a white singlet shirt with a tapered collar on the middle-front of his collar, a V-neck sweatshirt. He looks so handsome. I was back staring at him.
"Love we eat. Oh yeah later we're already sahur you know if according to the news, it's again broadcast on tivi." Bang Zamy hugged me from behind, I was still standing near the sink and just finished washing dirty equipment after mamasak became difficult to move. Both of his hands were coiled around my stomach with his chin stuck to my right shoulder and neck.
"Okay, let's eat." I wiped my hand with a blue checkered napkin for three thousand rupiahs. Then slowly take off the hands of bang Zamy who is still coiled friendly. But he didn't let go.
"Lha said she wanted to eat...." I tried again to let go of her tightening circle of hands.
"Don't let go of me, don't let go of it for another two minutes." Bang Zamy hugged me from behind. His eyes were closed still with his chin on my right shoulder. He pulled my body a little, we moved to the right and left in the rhythm of the body and legs.
"Owh.., it's so comfortable that you smell Bee....My brother couldn't hold it...." Bang Zamy sighed slowly. He started kissing my shoulders and my ears. I creeped out kegelian.
"Issshhh, yuk ah we eat dear." I broke free from the embrace of bang Zamy. A few seconds later, he caught me again. This time he hugged me from the front, slowly lifting me up again and sitting on the cooking table right next to the stove. He hugged my waist for a moment while slightly bowing his tall body, then both of his hands slowly moved. His left hand was clutching my left shoulder, while his right hand was back to the waist. He kissed me warmly many times, his lips started******my lips are full of lust. I got excited and started to enjoy every taste. The sigh after the soft sigh also raised the atmosphere. We ignored the rice on a plate that was already as cold as a cat's nose. We are getting fun without caring about the two lizards behind the calendar. Everything without planning. It seems like the hormone oxytocin has spread throughout our bloodstream, in unison, compact, together wanting to achieve a soothing comfort. Bang Zamy then prepared to carry me, maybe he would take me back to the bridal chamber. But I just put my hand around his neck, suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Assynualaloumm.... Nauraa.., Zamy...." Suddenly a second time distraction came again. I'm surprised to make it, papa, it's like papa's voice. We looked at him and smiled meaningfully. Bang Zamy approached the door connecting the side terrace and the main kitchen. Staking out for a moment through the curtains then he opened the door. I've jumped on the floor and tidied up my messy clothes and hair.
"Bel you guys aren't on?" Papa immediately asked as he pointed towards the bell at the entrance.
"Maybe another pa's short." Bang Zamy replied, but I knew it well, just after Aunt Sofie left, the bell was deliberately off because it did not want to be disturbed.
"Well, I'm sorry son, maybe papa's bothering." Papa who was in a covenant with a prayer mat on his right shoulder, a black red-coated list came. Bang Zamy smiled kindly.
"No bother, please come in. We just want to eat, we eat together. Tomorrow is fast, when else to eat with him." Bang Zamy kissed Papa's hand and led him to sit on the dining table chair. I smile and kiss papa's hand.
"Tumben papa, the nights are coming." I put a plate of rice in front of him. I got another four-piece chicken side dish and I put it right in front of him. Papa immediately stood up again towards the sink, he washed his hands with dish soap. Bang Zamy looked at me while raising his nose and mouth with a deep breath. He signaled sluggishly while shrugging his shoulders. I teased him back by sticking the tip of my tongue to the edge of the right lip. He just gave me a lip kiss from a distance. Papa is back.
"Father eat yes son, let's eat together, papa happens to be very hungry. There was no time to eat here. I don't eat at home either. Papa's mind is fucked." Papa started to bribe after I filled his plate with two tablespoons of kale vegetables.
"What the hell was pa? Kayak ruwet amaaatt..," I tried to tease papa. But papa remained concentrated by eating it. I saw the rice on his plate almost gone. The side dish has not finished a piece.
"Please take more rice for papa dear." Bang Zamy reminded me.
"Have a son, don't have to, papa's full." Papa tried to refuse. I stared at Bang Zamy.
"Look pa, tomorrow has started fasting you know...." Bang Zamy spoke again. I stood up, took another plate and filled it with extra rice. I put a rice spoon on it. Bang Zamy stood up and poured a plate of rice onto the papa plate.
"Yaaahhh.., if it's filled with rice like this by Zamy is not good without vegetables anymore..," Dad looked again at the kale saos oyster. I responded and poured another two tablespoons.
"Where's the collar good, what's the buy on the sidewalk?" Papa's face seriously asked. Me and bang Zamy smiled.
"Seriously pa?" If one to ten of these kale gets what value?" I asked papa.
"Add seven more slices of cayenne pepper, the value is perfect." Papa raised both of his thumbs.
"Well, then we open the stall just pa...." Bang Zamy spoke while glancing at me.
"Lho?" Papa stared at bang Zamy for a moment.
"Seriously son?"
"Geeh." I'm nodding.
"Goddess...,"
"God willing, Naura will bring lunch to papa." I'm getting excited about being praised for the kale menu.
"So, papa might be filing for early retirement." Papa replied to surprise us.
"Lho why? Isn't it still four years old?" I asked. But papa did not answer. He's still engrossed in his rice plates. A moment of silence, bang Zamy and father returned to their respective minds. I poured some more warm water into papa's glass and bang Zamy. I added regular water to make it lukewarm.
"Where do they eat, son?" Suddenly papa asked in silence.
"They?" I asked back. I stared at the Zamy bang which gave the aura of a confused face.
"Hemz means papa, Nisa, Nindy and her mother where did she eat it?" Papa explained the meaning of the question. We nodded in understanding.
"Owh mbak Nindy and her family. Since they are here they choose to cook for themselves. Mbak Nindy follows Mairoh yuk to the market every morning. He cannot bring his own motor. Sometimes the menu is the same as the menu here. He said he would cook for himself. Naura let it go." I explained at length. Papa was seriously looking at me.
"What about the cost of living?" Papa asked again. He moved away his empty plate, then propped up his chin upright with his two fingers clenched. I picked it up and stacked it onto my old dinner plate.
"God is safe when it comes to living expenses. I have agreed with Naura, a month given five million unless there are other needs. For example, want to treat aunt Mira, or the beautiful Nisa wants to go to school. And I've suggested that Naura nemenin list equality schools only. Follow Package C. Who knows if Nindy is still excited to be able to continue her studies. I can afford it, and already committed to Naura. Kepalang help let's not be half. We make him truly prosperous, we try to achieve his dreams, can be successful like other people." Bang Zamy stopped for a moment. I focused on listening.
"When they lived in a garden house, I asked Nindy what was her dream? The answer is simple Pa. She dreams of being a kindergarten teacher." Bang Zamy spoke again casually. He looks so grown up. My heart went back up as I looked at him. I fell in love because of his attitude. This is nothing new to me. I know and nurture Palestinian orphans for imitating them. Bang Zamy first had even ten foster children there. In the land of conflict, Palestine. Every month bang Zamy sends there through bang Onim, an Indonesian volunteer. I see you didn't answer. He lowered his head and slowly pulled out a piece of tissue on the dining table, wiping his wet eyes.
"O Allah is as simple as his dream, but it has not yet been realized. His high school is not over. Papa feels very sinful...." Papa nodded, his tears began to fall. I lifted up the shaby tissue box, and put it exactly to the right of the front papa. Unimaginable, I would see the hospital director who was often angry with subordinates at the public hospital, now crying like a boy asking to buy candy. Bang Zamy looked at me while patting papa on the shoulder.
"That's pa. If it used to be wrong, yes, maybe it's time we fix it. Papa can fix everything. Do good to them while you can." Back bang Zamy appeared very unpretentious. His words are so mature. Papa lifted his face.
"Thank you son. Thank you for accepting papa. Actually papa came here because he was confused himself had finished praying in the mosque, lazy to go home. Your mama's always getting angry. He's tipping over how to keep Mira from being around me. She wants Mira to leave your house immediately." Papa poured his heart out to both of us.
"Certainly? How was papa's speech this morning?" I asked. Bang Zamy looked at me not understanding.
"Maybe it's out of Eid." Papa replied.
"What does aunt Mira want?"
"He still refused."
"Surely, papa must be more patient and prepare again." I answered. I saw bang Zamy raising his chin asking me.
"Papa bang's. Papa wants to marry Aunt Mira." I'm explaining. Papa just looked embarrassed. While bang Zamy tried to hold back his smile. Shortly after, Isya's adhan was heard. Papa immediately said to the mosque. Bang Zamy followed.
"Naura. Papa will go straight home. Thank you for the banquet. Honestly his kale beat lamongan 88." Papa said goodbye to me. I kissed his hand with a smile.
"Frequently visit here pa." I answered.
"Isn't it upside down, honey?" Bang Zamy reminded me.
"Oh yes, we should be the ones who often visit papa's house." I smiled amusedly. Papa doesn't care about my words anymore. His eyes longed towards the villa. Nisa is hitting Aunt Mira's calf on the terrace. Sister Nindy massaging aunt Mira's right arm. While aunt Mira slowly humming classic songs full of memories with papa. His eyes looked up at the sky with the decoration of the moon and stars. The song that shahdu, makes the brain papa again presents beautiful memories in the past. Time, where when the woman who had been in my house nine months, had not been present as an intern at the hospital where papa worked.
"Let's go pa, we'll go to the mosque." Bang Zamy reminded with a smile, glancing at me.
"Hehe yes." Papa nodded and smiled shyly. I went inside the house and closed the door. Then go to the sink, wash the dishes again because tomorrow yuk Mairoh has asked permission for three days not to enter he said his son who Junior High wanted an online exam. Though in my mind he deliberately let me enjoy the days off alone with the lover of the heart, Zamy my husband who always makes my heart pounding. I was still standing, smiling to myself, recalling the second disturbance earlier.
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