Doctor Naura
Chapter 50 Foreign Men
I slowly opened my eyes when I heard the noise. I saw bang Zamy sitting by my side, mom crouched holding my calf from the side of the sofa. Bang Rahman just stood looking at me worriedly.
"He's awake, Rahman please get me that warm tea glass." Mother pointed to the warm tea glass that was on top of my room sideboard.
"Naura why bang?" Trying to get up, but I felt a throb in my head.
"Lay down first, you just fainted, you might be exhausted." Bang Zamy held my shoulder that was preparing to go back to sleep.
"Drink son, drink a little." Mother offered a warm tea glass that had just been taken by bang Rahman. I sit back slowly. A little bit clunky but still I force it. After somewhat realizing I was staring at the suitcase we were ready as if to leave. Aren't we going home in two days?
"Why was the suitcase put there bang" I asked bang Zamy who immediately smiled little at me, his hand stroking the children my hair. Then he looked at mom and bang Rahman for a moment. Then refocus looking into my eyes.
"There was a sudden call from the director. In the Lebaran season, management and rules are a little neglected. The more patients, the more medics act." Bang Zamy explained. Mom stared at bang Zamy for a moment and stood up. At the door of the living room came greetings, a guest song, a group of staff from his office mother.
"Mother ahead yes, pity your father died style of receiving friends mother alone. Mom went to leave me who was feeling weird with mom's gaze just now.
"How long has it been fainting?" I asked again bang Zamy while trying to get off the bed, I wanted to go to the bathroom.
"Bee...," Bang Zamy hesitated.
"Remember you're always pregnant, baby...."
Always remember why, why?" I stayed in the bathroom because bang Zamy didn't answer my question just now. After I got out of the bathroom, bang Zamy was already standing waiting for me by the door.
"Let's get ready we'll go to Pangkalpinang." Slowly he spoke. I stared in wonder.
"It's also eleven o'clock less bang, it's a day of Eid, not we'll be back in two days."
"There's business."
"About once?"
"Eh anu, it's actually Bee.., eehhhmmm, sit down again." Bang Zamy sat me down again on the lip of the sofa.
"I'm.a., actually, when you passed out, someone called you...."
"Who?" I'm astonished.
"Say from your mother's family."
"Other problems?"
"Anu yang., your mama."
"Why with mom? He's raging again?" For a moment, Zamy silently heard my response. His eyes looked me in the eye to make sure that the information would not bother me.
"Your mother just died hanging herself in the bathroom of a female prisoner." Like lightning in broad daylight when I hear it. I can't hold my tears. I wept.
"Mama.., why avoid trouble in such a cowardly way...." My tears are not stopping. Bang Zamy hugged me.
"Cry.., cry until you are satisfied. And when it's done, we'll go to Pangkalpinang soon. Your mama's family, waiting for you before you're buried." I immediately stood towards the bathroom. Wash your face and change your clothes. I wore a dark black robe outfit with a gold coat and a matching veil of color.
"Come bang, we'll be right away."
"alright. Keep feeling. Brother knew Naura must be in a deep shock. But remember your fetus, remember there are other souls to watch out for."
"I understand." Then we immediately rushed to Pangkalpinang. Funeral will be done ba'da Dzuhur, the family message mama, if you want to see her come as soon as possible.
"Be careful Zamy, concentrate on driving. Afternoon or night maybe we'll be impeccable." Father reminded. He then kissed my forehead.
"Prophey, baby. It's all happening." Dad talk to me. I just nodded sadly.
*****
It took us almost an hour and a half, and we finally arrived at my mother's house in Kampak. He was taken to his father's house (Kakekku-former Governor of Babylon two periods). Arriving near the house in question, bang Zamy looking for a parking lot. Nearly two hundred meters from the house, many vehicles and floral displays have been parked. I'm restless. I feel an incredible sadness. If only I'd immediately say yes when bang Zamy gave the choice to withdraw the lawsuit. Maybe my mom would not kill herself. After two minutes of searching, we finally got a parking space, while waiting for another mourner to pull out the car to go home. I descended slowly wearing black glasses covering my puffy eyes. This was the first time I entered a house that was like a palace. Luxury house with classic ornaments scattered throughout the yard. To the north of a swimming pool owned by the artists, there are a variety of expensive flowers in the park. The mourners apparently recognized me. Those who kept their distance and were on average wearing masks like me instantly stepped aside.
"The son of the deceased is coming, give way." I was limping, my eyes getting blurred by tears. I took off a moment of glasses and wiped them with tissue. I felt all the corners of my eyes follow my steps. It was as if all the mouths were talking about blaming me in silence. It was as if all the mourners who came were sneering at me. Bang Zamy held tightly to my hand.
"Take it here, ma'am..." A mother directed me in. I followed her into a large and luxurious room. There is a television with the world's first 88-inch 8K OLED display. Telivisi with 33 million pixels resolution adds to the luxury of the mother's parents' home. And in the middle of that room, I was fixated to find a beautiful woman who often happens arbitrarily in my house. I sat down, I slowly opened his face, I kissed him while hugging his shoulder. My chest is tight, it's so tight. If only I hugged him when his anger was rising, it could be that the rhythm of his emotions would be low. If only when he was lonely left by papa, I open myself, accept it as it is. Forgive him seikhlasnya. If only when he was confused to walk alone, I lead him, help give way, join hands together to step. If only when he was wounded, I came to treat his heart, if only I could win the upheaval of his soul, perhaps he could still yell and rage at me. Mama.., why is there no time for us to tell stories about the beauty of life. Why when we meet we are always in trouble. I don't know you very well, but your departure has inflicted a deep wound. My regret may be prolonged. Bang Zamy lifted my shaking body sobbing. Cry broke. I feel a very rare desire. I hugged that woman who was already being pardoned. Kuciumi again. I apologize many times. But that face was stiff. His eyes were closed with frozen lips. I'm still crying.
"Son..., are you Naura? We have never even met. Cease crying. Wipe your tears. This is his choice." Old man in his youth. With his gray hair and clean white teeth patted my shoulders slowly with a smile.
"I'm your mom's dad. Grandpa son. Your real grandfather. There's a will for you. There are many stories I want to share with you. Stand up.., give them room to cover their face with a shroud." Grandpa took me away from my mom's body. The mosque attendants, all wearing masks, continued to cover their faces. Bind it, then lift it to the coffin. He will be shaded in that room as well.
"Go Er.., I'll take care of your business." Grandpa whispered into the coffin of my mother's head. Then the priest took the position, the worshipers without regard to covid-19 protocol, arrange saf as usual began to solicit the body of the mother. I followed at the back of the prayer with my long robe and hijab. Finished my prayer back to the coffin, treating the longing that was so stifling the chest.
"Mama.., Naura promised to send prayers always, at every prayer I must. Go away quietly." I came back crying. Then before the coffins were brought. A little renunciation ceremony. Grandpa says sorry when mommy in life ever hurt.
"For Ram, Naura, especially Miranti's mother, please forgive us if our son, the late Erlinda Tifany bin Ezo Manjaya Safar has or often, even for many years hurt your heart." Grandpa Ezo gave a short speech.
"Things relating to accounts payable please contact us." Grandpa Ezo continued speaking while shedding tears. I was standing right next to Grandpa. Bang Zamy stood by me from behind. I rolled my eyes over and over again, looking for my grandmother. But there is no. There is only a visible part of the family that looks beautiful and handsome, white-nosed mancung. Maybe grandma is dead, I muttered a little when grandpa read out my mom's will. Some mourners whispered and looked at me. I didn't budge, they could only see her outer skin, not her real nature and attitude. I then turned my eyes, trying to turn my eyes around looking for the possibility of a figure I recognized. Papa was standing in the back row of mourners. He rubbed his wet eyes with the ends of his sleeves worn. I stared at him for a long time, but papa never looked at me, he kept his head down and held back sobs. Then my eyes cursory around again, and I accidentally saw a man of the same age as Fathur bang just keep looking at me. When he met his eyes he instead of turning his eyes away, but smiled full of mystery. Inner rebuked. It was heartless on the day of mourning, and he repeatedly showed me his white teeth. I try not to care. But my instincts say he keeps looking at me. But he was sitting in the mourning line, which means he was most likely not part of this wealthy family.
****.
After about ten minutes of speech, grandfather ended. Then the coffin of the mother was taken to the back area of the large house through a side road. There stood a building again. A relaxing house is made of classy boards. Far back there was a very large land. My estimate may be up to ten acres. There were several archery targets on the high wall. There are several target boards to shoot. Nun in the North, there was a cage containing two horses. And in that empty land, your body will be buried.
Hundreds of mourners attended the funeral. Bang Zamy and I went there together. As soon as the coffin was there, there was no more ceremony. Only grandfather chanted Adhan accompanied by crying. There was sadness on his face. He was adzan with tears.
Slowly, the body of the mother was put into a burrow. I was called Ezo's grandfather to sow flowers. Bang Zamy is not left behind. Then I sincerely prayed for my mother to be calm there. The longing comes back. The desire to hug the grumpy woman suddenly came. I felt deep regret. If only my heart could talk to my mother. If only my eyes could speak to my mother's eyes. If only, I was quick to respond to my mother's pain. Maybe, just maybe, things won't end painfully like this. My heart trembled, there was a longing to stab to the heart. I love his soul. I miss his aggressiveness. My heart is throbbing pain. I miss him who was already deep under the mound of red soil studded with wet flowers.
*****
Some of the mourners had gone home, they all knew on average that I was your son. They say goodbye to me. Until when the mourners were deserted, the man with black eyes glaring at me from earlier approached.
"Congratulations!" He thrust his hand at me. I'm mumbling. I want to give you a slap immediately. Bang Zamy walked behind me while chatting with people he knew.
"Congratulations to what?" I replied unfriendly. The man just smiled.
"Good day, good day...." The perlente man replied casually with one eye squinted.
"I don't think I know you. Please leave." But not go. The man approached me while fixing his black suit.
"From now on you should get to know me. I'm Dirga. I'm thirty-five." Again the man spoke, introducing himself to me.
"Congratulations...." He spoke
This guy's starting to suck, I thought. I then stopped waiting for the Zamy bang to slow down his pace of adjusting to the interlocutor. But the man who claimed to be named Dirga stopped with me.
"You're crazy, what congratulations did you give me?"
"Congratulations because you've never had any affection, but you know how your mother came to be."
"What do you mean?"
"We might take a while to explain everything. I've listened to all the stories about you. You were exchanged when you were a kid and then thrown away anyway. Then get a new family. Different from me...,"
"What's wrong with you?" I'm getting uncomfortable hearing it.
"I? I never even knew how my mother's father was. Just at a glance, when the woman sleeps forever, I just look at her face. And you know what? That was my first and last look.
"What do you mean?"
"We were born from the same womb Naura!"
The man passed after speaking, he pulled out a long blade of grass and bit the tip."
"Hey.., what do you mean? Who are you really?" I was trying to chase the stranger. But I can't find out where he is anymore.
"Darling, brother's here." Suddenly bang Zamy was already standing behind me. I wave.
"No bang, uh adek looking for the man."
"Male? Who?" Bang Zamy astonishment.
"I don't know, he said his name was Dirga.
"Why him?"
"There's something weird he said earlier." I also told the moment when bang Zamy chatted with others. I'm flustered.
