Doctor Naura

Chapter 52 The Good Child

"Hey boy, what are you doing. Do not play with violence. Put down your weapons, and we can talk about them in a family way." Grandpa begged Dirga. But Dirga instead approached grandfather and pointed the gun right on his forehead.

"Family? Do you admit I'm part of your family, old man? I don't need all the treasures you have let alone the treasures of the woman who has now become a ghost...."

"Hey...! Don't talk carelessly. Watch your talk." I was offended to hear Dirga humbling my mother.

"Shut up! Shutup! Or I'll blow your heads up here." Dirga yelled at me furiously. The muzzle of the gun he pointed at me. Bang Zamy attracted me who had stood up because of emotion. I just according. Sit back next to him.

"Now just tell me, who's my father? Who's my father, old man?" Dirga back inflamed. He paced back and forth around grandfather with a gun in hand pointing to the head.

"Calm down, son, don't be so emotional, we can talk...,"

"Shut up! and quickly say! Who is raping*a mom. Naura's mother I mean." Dirga emotions. We're all quiet. His body is high athletic, white, handsome with a sharp nose, it is not expected to have a deep anger. Momentary silence.

"Sir Victor, give me your input. What am I doing to them?" Dirga's approaching Mr. Victor.

"Whatever Dirga." Mr. Victor answered for sure. No tone suggests kindness. Trash from what the mouth of this one lawyer. I was angry in my mind.

"What if I kill all three?" Dirga then asked again.

"Please. But don't get me in it." Mr. Victor replied casually.

"Hey Victor, what kind of answer is that? Like a nut forgets its skin. You forget, you're big because of me. You are known to many people for working with me often. Then impliedly do you want Dirga to kill*hku? Bunk*h us? What do you want?" Grandfather glared angrily at the smiling Mr. Victor winning.

"That time was different Mr. Ezo, past and present cannot be equated. Now just sign everything, transfer ownership in the name of the heir." Mr. Victor shoved a piece of paper at Grandpa. Grandfather slowly opened the pen lid, and prepared to sign the document.

"Thank you, Victor." Dirga speaks cynically.

"Together Dirga sir." Mr. Victor replied while pointing at the signing position that grandfather must fill.

"I mean, thank you for showing me your true self and bringing me here."

"What do you mean?" Mr. Victor is a little suspicious.

"Grandfather stop signing those documents." Dirga put the gun to the table. He patted grandpa's shoulder slowly.

"It's just a cake toy. Look, there's no bullet." He shook the gun back. Grandpa breathes a sigh of relief. I and bang Zamy frowned cluelessly, but remained in a standby position. Bang Zamy placed a hand near the gun on his waist. On the way he had said to be on guard, because of the death of an unnatural mother. Many people blame me as their wife.

"How long has Grandpa been working with this filthy lawyer cake?" Dirga pointed Victor's face. Grandpa confused.

"It's been at least thirty years. That's my estimate. And I don't know how much property he has saved in his personal name."

"Hey Dirga, what do you mean?" Mr. Victor was shocked to hear Dirga turning to side with grandfather.

"I just meant to protect the family's assets, Mr. Victor. Perhaps my birth was not desired by many. I was born in an orphanage, educated in an orphanage for a long time. There's no one to teach me to kill a fellow just for inheritance. No one taught me in an orphanage to hate people who hate me. My religion is peace-loving. I'm a fan of Ustad Abdul Somad, Mr. Victor. I'm from seventeen years old, since I know my story. The one who entrusted his birth was even already inside the parlor, I tried to accept this as my destiny. The proof of God's love has forged me into a strong man. I exist, I am born and I die, it is my destiny, it is my destiny when I have no other choice. I thank Mr. Victor for...."

"Hey Dirga don't beat around the bush. Whatchu mean?" Mr. Victor stood up

His somewhat gloomy face, instantly turned black with anger.

"It's obvious, right?" Dirga spoke casually while sitting next to grandfather. Grandpa looked at him in wonder.

"What about our agreement Dirga?" Mr. Victor asked softly. Dirga just shook his head smiling cynically.

"Our agreement? Mr. Victor, even though I've been trained while selling yam chips on campus and leave them in stalls for tuition. Now I'm a Law Scholar. I understand very well where my position which is legally neither state nor religion is entitled to claim inheritance rights. It's a treasure that Naura's mom and dad got, not my biological father who knows who." The adult explained. I'm flustered.

"What does all this mean, Victor?" Grandpa widened his eyes not understanding.

"This is the cake, a copy of our agreement." Dirga gave a copy of the document pre transfer of inheritance rights. In the file mentioned in return for helping Dirga get what is not supposed to, Mr. Victor entitled to receive three plots of land mama without building.

"That's so rude of you Victor!" Grandpa was about to slap him. But unexpectedly, the blink of an eye Mr. Victor pulled a gun in the pocket of the inner suit.

"Sign it, or nail your head, Ezo sir." I saw Mr. Victor's real gun. I was so anxious, but bang Zamy immediately jumped on the back of the sofa, kicking the elbow of Victor who immediately fell. Dirga kicked the gun away, until it turned around and reached the end of the room seat. Mr. Victor got up and took the gun back. But bang Zamy kicked his leg again. Mr. Victor fell face down, his face hit the floor without a carpet, his lips bleeding.

"Sir Ezo. All the fake documents from the DAS area release and the protected debt will be uncovered!" Mr. Victor picked up the files and immediately left by slamming the glass door. We're staring.

"Thank you, Zamy. Thank you very much." Grandpa Ezo thanked bang Zamy who just nodded.

"Grandfather rest. We will go home first, God willing we will often see grandfather if grandfather allows." I'm approaching Ezo's grandfather. No matter how evil he was in the past, now he is old, and surrounded by people who are not clear. I have to stand to the side, to take care of him. I don't want to happen a second time.

"Grandmother never existed, is she still alive?" I asked sebwlum pulanh.

"Hehe.., your grandmother has long since left grandfather. Since grandpa married someone else." Grandfather timidly replied.

"So? Whose grandfather is with this house?" I asked back.

"Grandfather with the servants."

"Grandfather's new wife?"

"Everything has gone, all four are not at home."

"Four? Grandpa's wife up to four?"

"Hehe yes. That's what the state legally authorized. The siri marriage is seven times. All of them grandfather left. They're just after grandfather's treasure." Grandpa chuckles. Me and bang Zamy looked confused. Is that a Governor who was glorified in his first time? While Dirga, with his cute style, he clucked in awe hearing grandfather had even up to eleven wives.

"Are there any spells that can be passed down to this weathered bachelor cake?" Dirga approached grandfather.

"Go get this. Find a suitable room if you want to stay here." Grandfather cast out the subtle Dirga, his tone he received a share of his offspring that. I'm happy to see it. In plain sight, indeed Dirga, did not in the least seem like a bad man. At first, he seemed a little mysterious. Me and bang Zamy home.

"Hey, my beautiful sister. Would you share a mobile number with me?" Dirga suddenly blocked my path. Bang Zamy pushed him right away.

"Maybe, but not right now." Bang Zamy got rid of Dirga near me. As I walked out the fence of the mansion, I saw Doctor Nina getting out of her car. She was wearing a knee-length black dress with a pretty tied ribbon on her slender waist. The pointy black shoes are high heels so add to its charm.

"Naura!"

"Mine!"

We cuddled.

"I just got word, how hard it is to get a plane ticket from Jakarta." Nina answered.

"You've been in Jakarta all this time?"

"Just for a moment, fill the time. I'm on work leave, and I'll be back in post-lebaran. Eh happy Eid al-Fitr yes, sorry inner birth." Nina was warm to meet me.

"Zam's? You're getting better now, how many kilos did you gain at Naura's?" Nina is having a bang Zamy anyway. Bang Zamy just smiled.

"Sorry born inward."

"Together."

"I'm happy, I want to see my grandfather and go to my mother's belly." Nina spoke with a sad face.

"You're accompanied?" I'm offering.

"No thanks Naura." Nina went in to see Grandpa. Bang Zamy took me to the tall and sturdy gate.

"So cantiiik, if you ask for the number of the beautiful girl can be?" Dirga's back in my way. Bang Zamy brushed it off.

"Seek yourself there." Bang Zamy replied. Dirga pouted while helping the security guard open the gate.

"Aduuhh.., my sister-in-law is like a tiger. Aggghhhh!" He clutched his fingers. Bang Zamy.

"Yes, I'll ask for the number myself." Dirga back and forth saw the expression of bang Zamy.

"Who were you ridding like a tiger?" Bang Zamy asked.

"Not like a tiger, like a cat, a meooong...." Mimicking the voice of the cat with the expression of her hands, she smiled funny. Me and bang Zamy smiled slightly, looked at us, then walked towards our car in the parking lot.

"I think he's a good boy." Bang Zamy talk to me.

"Hopefully. Let someone take care of Grandpa." Adzan. It is time to pray Dzuhur. Bang Zamy paddled me from the scorching sun with both of his palms. I clung to her waist which was already starting to get fat.