Doctor Naura

Chapter 51 Dirga

I was with bang Zamy who was still confused looking for the figure of Dirga was startled by a warm pat on the shoulder by Ezo's grandfather.

"Son Naura and Zamy's doctor. Let's go inside." Grandpa Ezo invited us back in. After a moment of sight we both followed grandfather into his mansion. We didn't go back to the room where Mama's body was sholated. Grandfather led us to a room on the inside to the East, right on the second floor. A large room with black glass windows. The large floor AC is lit up there. A set of old cream colored luxury guest sofa. On the clean whitewashed wall stick some big figura. There are various photos of grandfathers when he became the Governor in it. I also saw a picture of my grandparents at a dinner table with former president Soeharto, and a picture of my grandfather with senior musician Iwan Fals. And there are still many important photos on this clean wall. At the very end of the room there is a private library complete with a reading table and work desk.

"Please drink, father." A middle-aged female servant came. He looked at me full of probes. His face was stiff, there was no expression I could describe.

"How's Mira doing?" He asked quietly, with a flat intonation.

"Tante Mira is fine."

"He's still in a wheelchair?"

"Alhamdulillah aunty has begun to walk with a cane."

"Sad woman...." The waiter turned around, leaving without another word.

"Tanteee...., aunty knows aunt Mira?" I half stood up to catch up. But Ezo's grandfather has come up with an old album in hand.

"Drink son, and ask in the kitchen if you're hungry. This house is abundant with food, but not with love. Hehe...." Grandpa smiled bitterly. There was a lonely tone sounded. I stared at Bang Zamy who received the new old album proffered by grandfather.

"Grandfather of great men, from his pictures I see with all great men." Bang Zamy spoke with a smile.

"Hehe.., great looks. But fragile actually." Grandfather replied. Both of his hands were patting his thighs.

"Sir, forgive Naura if...."

"So son, there's nothing to forgive. It's choice. It's all grandpa's fault. After the new grandfather's parents think, the only child of the child of the pampered grandfather, all his wishes of the righteous grandfather, over time grow into a selfish child, big head and always impose his will. Not just to us as parents, she should continue to be queen with anyone. He doesn't want to be defeated, he doesn't want to be denied, he has to act as he wants."

"Mama's been eee...., kinda temprament of a small cake?" I asked carefully.

"Little bit. The little one is a little angry. But his anger grew when something happened to him. The events that made him a monster." Grandfather spoke while staring at the ceiling of the room. Past events are milling back in his eyes.

"What happened to cake?" I can't wait. Grandpa just looked down listlessly. Slowly he lifted his face to look at me.

"At the beginning of her year of college, she fell in love with an inappropriate person. He surprised us so much. He falls in love with the driver's grandfather who just finished High School and is not from anyone's family. She fell in love during the midterm. We are very strongly against it. Then he protested, upon his return to Jakarya, he secretly started going to the nightclub. He secretly drank liquor. He's our only child from your grandmother growing into madness. He always asked for more money. He often goes home while the class is going on. Until one night...." Grandpa stopped talking again. His voice changed a little. There was a clear feather falling on the end of his eyes that started to wrinkle.

"Why cake?" I asked again.

"Grandfather was contacted by his nanny. This is what brought drinks here. Your mama was vindicated by her friend at the nightclub after they ran out of booze. Your grandparents flew to Jakarta the next day. And found him dying from taking a lot of sleeping pills. He tried to kill himself."

"Owh..," I shuddered to imagine my mother's feelings at that moment.

"After witnessing everything, grandparents promise to obey their wishes to marry whomever they want."

"Mommy didn't get married to Grandpa's driver?"

"That never happened. Because after learning of his relationship with Er, Grandpa immediately fired the man and he's never seen us since." Grandpa paused for a moment. I held my breath many times.

"The thing is, from the incident*an, she's pregnant. We hide this from the media. She quit college and stayed in an orphanage dorm until she gave birth there. After the baby was born, we picked her up. And he doesn't want the baby."

"He's Dirga?" I cut. Grandpa looked at me instantly. His forehead was furrowed with raised eyebrows.

"How do you know that name?" Grandfather asked back immediately.

"He should introduce himself."

"Shoulder? You mean he's here?"

"Yes cake, there was a man approaching me, saying that I was more fortunate to be recognized as a biological child, whereas he, for the first and last time, looked at my mother's face." I'm warming. Grandpa was astonished. Moreover, bang Zamy, his eyes just paced back and forth looking at me and grandfather alternately. Grandpa instantly rang the bell on his front desk. Another waitress came asking for Aunt Miranti.

"What's up, sir?" He looked down asking.

"What is it that Mbak Jum brought Dirga into this house?" Grandpa stared at Mbak Jum full of probing.

"No sir. Jum didn't know that Dirga was here."

"It's worth how he came here and learned of the news of Erlinda's death. In this house only you know where she is." Grandfather raised his voice intonation.

"Well, sir, I really don't know at all." Ma'am Jum looked scared. Grandfather who seemed so patient and full of dignity for a moment held back emotions. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

"Good sir." Mbak Jum is gone. Five minutes later, a young boy, far below me came in with a Samsung Galaxy Fold. He gave it to Grandpa. Grandfather seriously noticed, he momentarily ignored our presence. Me and bang Zamy looked confused.

"Try this zoom...." Grandpa spoke to Vishnu.

"The one at the door is cake."

"Not the right one to get out of the car." Vishnu clicked on the camera section that led to a black Avanza car near the entrance gate.

"Ooowwwhhh, he went down with Mr. Victor, and parted ways, entering alone as if not knowing each other. The notary apparently took advantage of the opportunity. Move the file to three places." Grandfather ruled Vishnu who immediately went to bring the advanced electronic media.

"Sorry son. That's right, Dirga. Twenty-five years he's been in an orphanage, and 10 years he's been a caretaker there."

"Sorry kek, meaning the time of marriage with papa, does papa know the status of the real mama?" I ventured to ask. Grandpa shook his head weakly.

"Even until now Ram never knew, if Erlinda had a son before marriage." Grandfather explained. I just gaped in disbelief. So papa and mama's relationship started with a fatal lie. Their families are not harmonious.

"After giving birth, she went to college, and interned at the hospital where they met. Reflecting on his past that wanted to end his life, we obeyed his will, including getting rid of Miranti to make our only child happy." Grandfather told me again, and heard that there were so many questions in my head. So complicated is actually the journey of my mother's life that looks from the outside so luxurious and so special. For a moment we were silent, each one busy with his own thoughts. Suddenly the door was knocked from outside.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ezo, Mr. Victor has arrived." A male voice spoke from outside the door.

"Please enter...." Grandpa. A man of papa's age dressed neatly immediately entered.

"Our grandfather said goodbye..."

"Don't kid, don't go, just sit down. It concerns Naura herself." Grandpa held my hand. Then me and bang Zamy sat back down.

"Good day, Mr. Ezo, good afternoon, father and mother. I am deeply sorry for the passing of the deceased." Grandfather nodded, me and bang Zamy did too.

"Naura is Mr. Victor, grandfather's co-worker since he just finished college. And this Victor sir is Naura, the deceased's son who has entrusted his inheritance to the father." We nodded at each other, Mr. Victor opened the mask. He then took out a document from the black briefcase on his front desk. It is the Eid al-Fitr holiday of 2020 AD, the red ground of mama's grave is still wet, and here, in a palace-like mansion, we have to get caught up in the division of heritage. My human spirit is despised by the world.

"Sorry kek, sorry Mr. Victor, we have a sudden hospital visit. Can we discuss the issue of inheritance not today." I mind.

"Sit down first, son, for a moment, just a file of transfer of power over property ownership. Not long." Mr. Victor spoke to me as he continued to compile and sort through the heaps of files in his hands. Bang Zamy doesn't look good either.

"Sorry kek cut off the conversation, may if there is an inheritance in the name of Naura, it be returned to the name of grandfather. We refuse to accept it." Bang Zamy talk. Grandpa and Mr. Victor were astonished.

"What are you worried about, son. It's your right. Grandfather had returned some of the ownership in Erlinda's name to Ram again. And worthy of Erlinda's name, grandfather will hand it over to you." Grandfather stood up to me.

"Isn't Erlinda's name divided by Ezo's two?" Mr. Victor interrupted.

"No! Share two with whom?"

"Open Erlinda's mom have a boy?"

"He's not in a legitimate marriage."

"But he's still his flesh and blood."

"No! You just do it all in Naura's name."

"What about Erlinda's will? Isn't it all her property for the orphanage?"

"ah! It is only because of its nature. How funny is a written will like that. That's the bottom will suppose it's never written." Grandpa spoke firmly. Me and bang Zamy feel very uncomfortable. Mr. Victor stopped his activities with a sheet of paper. His hands are tied above his thighs.

"Sir Ezo, don't let us get into trouble just for settling the deceased's legacy."

"What problem?"

"We have to remember who Dirga is sir."

"Who is he? He was just a child born into the world. He's not wanted." Grandpa emotion. Mr. Victor doesn't seem to like hearing that.

"But he didn't ask to be born old man....!" Suddenly from behind the door, a voice shocked us. The door opened, Dirga standing with a gun in her right hand. The muzzle leads to me and grandfather alternating.

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