Doctor Naura

Chapter 55 To Papa's House

-- Bang Zamy in the imagination of the Author. A smile that breaks the hearts of women

Naura in Author's imagination while at home with Zamy. He was outside the house wearing a hijab

"Iaaanggg...., is it ready yet?" Bang Zamy asked me a few times. He took Silahturahim to papa's house. She missed Annisa so much.

"Yes wait yanggg.., not very impatient to be a husband." I walked while carrying socks I hadn't had time to wear, as well as a small bag in hand.

"MasyaAllah Bee.., you are getting more beautiful, baby...." Bang Zamy looked at me. I just stick out my tongue to hear his praise.

"It's beautiful from orok you know bang...." I'm kidding. Bang Zamy smiled widely.

Seeing my hand still holding the sock, he lifted my waist and sat down in the lounge chair near the kitchen entrance.

"Why the heck is playing all the jerky, he said in a hurry." I'm astonished. He did not answer, instead biting my left knee with a squeeze, his bite marks left wet saliva on the red-brown robe I wore.

"Here's her socks." He took the socks in my hand. Then, standing on his knees, he put a sock on me.

"Waaawww.., this feather on your big toe deck, makes a sudden upheaval." He kissed my thumb for a moment. I just smiled spoiled looking at her behavior, I stroked her scented hair neatly.

"Thank you bang Zamy my love, my dear, the heart of my heart..," I pinched his slightly rough lower cheek of the former sideburn that was always neatly shaved. The thin jambang former is his umpteenth charm for me. The instinct-generating part above our love throne. Bridal bed.

"Kiss a little dong..," He laughed revealing his white teeth. He had a small dimple on his right cheek. I just raised my nose a sign of refusing to kiss her. He rose to kiss my forehead, then his hand slowly stroked my stomach that had not yet appeared to be bulging.

"If her mom doesn't want to, then just kiss her future grandpa." Bang Zamy crouched down to kiss my stomach. His left hand tightly hugged my waist.

"Healthy baby papi...." He speaks right in my stomach. I went back to brushing her hair. It feels so happy to enjoy spontaneous moments created because of their obsolescence. A moment that adds to the energy of love in the soul. Awakening the coolness of the heart to always be together.

"Had yuk, he said he wanted to go to papa's house, continue the afternoon to the school reunion." I pulled bang Zamy's armpit, he got up again and kissed me on the cheek.

"okay yuk. Eh later adek come to the reunion event brother? Not many who are present most only a dozen." Bang Zamy asked while wearing his shoes.

"Then ah..," I replied.

"Why are you embarrassed? Wh why? I'm proud to have taken you." Bang Zamy looked at me in wonder.

"Later everyone present, it is not delicious adek nimbrung-nimbrung so." I reasoned.

"There's a girl.... There are brothers, after all. Brother won't let you be ignored and feel alone." Bang Zamy returned softly.

"Yes yes. Watch out later busy himself with his friends, wife like goat congek." I spoke threateningly while locking the door of the house, because yuk Mairoh is still off work.

"Yes, my promise." He pointed his little finger in the style of Nisa, then after saying goodbye to Mr. Rohim bang Zamy held my hand towards the side garage. He opened the door again for me.

"Please Miss Zamy...." He confirmed the end of my lower robe that was too close to the lower car door.

"Thank you, Hritik Roshanku..," I ruffled his back hair. He just made fun of me by raising his pointed nose.

"Huuu..., far away from Hritik Roshan's older brother." He always protests if I call him like the name of the Ramboo movie player. I called him Hritik Roshan because Maya said High School time, bang Zamy if at first glance similar to the actor from India, at that time I did not know who Hritik Roshan was.

Bang Zamy briefly heated up the engine, then we went to the National Building area, visited the papa's new house near the rukonya was.

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About ten minutes later we arrived at my house. The car is parked on the side of the road right in front of Papa's house. But just now we were going down, looking out of the house papa, Pak Wahyu and aunt Sofie in Muslim clothes. They don't look so familiar with papa.

We didn't go down, just stayed in the car and watched them ride in the red plate Grand Livina sedan parked in front of our car. Aunt Sofie had a look around. I don't know what he's talking about the same, Wahyu. After they left, we went out. Annisa went straight out and splashed into the arms of bang Zamy. Like a long-separated son and father, Nisa hugged the neck of bang Zamy cheerfully in a sling.

"Om know not om, Nisa tu kangeeeennn very much the same om Zamy." Nisa talks spoiled to bang Zamy. I ignored him for a moment.

"Naura's auntie, isn't Nisa kangen?" Bang Zamy turned towards me after the two of them clashed. Nisa turned her head for a moment, then she whispered into bang Zamy's ear.

"Huh? A timing? Kok can miss anyway.., but only sedikiiiiit. Hahahahaaa.., yaaang, Nisa kangen you know she said, but only a little. Kasian...." Bang Zamy teased me. I pretended to be sulking looking at Nisa.

"Let him not miss aunty. Aunty won't take it back to TransStudio." I held both arms together on the chest, my head shrieked after a moment of staring at Annisa. Seeing my gurgle, Nisa immediately came down from the sling of the Zamy bang.

"Om om om, hemzzz.., after Nisa thought about it, Nisa seemed more awkward to aunty doctor deh." She ran to my lap, facing towards the Zamy bang, Nisa standing on the sidelines of my thighs, I kissed her rambur yanh touched my face. Papa, aunty Mira who can be trained to walk with a stick laughs happily at Nisa's behavior. Shortly after, Nindy who had been having a deep night with us went straight to the kitchen was shouting softly at Annisa.

"Niiisss.., take your aunt to eat first."

"No need to mbak. We just ate at home." Bang Zamy replied directly. I told him not to agree.

"Menu what's mbak?" I asked as I walked into her not-so-broad kitchen. Madam Nindy opened her veil.

"This is the feast menu, beef rendang is the same soto legs are still there and already heated. But I just sauteed your favorite vegetable you know you want to come here." Mbak Nindy pointed to a bowl containing sauteed eggplant genjer with slices of garlic, buttoned tomatoes and cayenne pepper. Instantly my saliva rose to the cheeks. My stomach seems to have not been filled for a long time, suddenly rumbling. Kusendok a lot of rice with vegetables genjernya. That's all, without the meat and other side dishes. I started eating very well. For a moment my plate was empty, but there was still a sense of wanting to eat, as soon as I stood up to add to the rice.

"Hemzzz, yaaanggg later we want to go to the Sea Palace. Leave room for super shrimp A oyster saos, kale capcay, grilled red snapper and yellow spice fish seminyak.., eeemmm...." The Bang Zamy from earlier had long quietly stood at the door watching me, speaking startlingly. I immediately pretended to look at him in anger.

"Ooommm..., om Zamy where's the cake?" Nisa's voice came from the living room.

"Inward, let's not disturb maybe the om is eating." heard the answer from aunt Mira.

"Sa Nisaaa.., hereii.., om in the kitchen again see there are people who are eating like ten days not meeting rice." Bang Zamy replied from the kitchen. Nisa ran towards the kitchen.

"Nisa played outside first. Don't bother the aunt eating...." Nindya's mother chased Nisa away with her finger.

"Om thank you, here's the change." Nisa put about eighty thousand more money on the table. In his hand was already slightly melted his favorite ice cream. Nisa ran out while licking her ice cream.

"Eh where are you going? Here we see aunt eating. Tuh tuh see, masyaAllah.., sedapnyeee...." Bang Zamy imitates the Ipin Upin style. I don't seem to hear his talk. Assuming there was nothing he looked at me, engrossed without caring about his temptations.

"Om, why hasn't the tantenya been eating rice for ten days?" Nisa walked up to the Zamy bang, then sat on her lap. I hold back a smile.

"Om don't know why. Just ask the same thing that's too late." Bang Zamy pointed at me.

"Tante why is it spastic?" With her beautiful niece I asked.

"Om don't give money to aunty." I answered jokingly.

"Owh, this is a lot of auntie money...." Nisa gave me her ice cream shopping change. I smiled, stood carrying the plate to her kitchen sink mbak Nindya. Then wash my hands, take a tissue and wipe my mouth.

"Huh! That kind of money where cukuuuppp.., aunty eats a lot now." Bang Zamy replied. Nisa takes it seriously, then immediately goes to the room and carries a thick brown envelope.

"If this is enough no aunt? It's a lot of money." He handed the envelope to me who was immediately shocked to look at the Zamy bang. Sister Nindya who was washing dishes turned her head and immediately approached Nisa.

"O Allah Nisaaa.., why did you take the gift? I have refused many times. Restore only. When the hell did he give it to you?" Nindya looked shocked. His eyes looked towards the outside door.

"Ma, papa, who received the money from Sofie's bik?" Madam Nindya asked papa and aunt Mira. His face seems to dislike.

"none. You've already rejected and returned it to him." Papa replied.

"But this is in Nisa." Madam Nindya showed me the envelope I gave her earlier.

"Allahuakbar Nisaaa.., when did you receive the money anyway son?" Aunt Mira also seems to like it. Nisa holds the leg of bang Zamy, she seems confused.

"That was a blessing, he said save it for ice cream." Nisa answered in disarray. Me and bang Zamy just kept quiet. Our eyes don't understand.

"Sorry mbak. Who is the money from?" Long silent at last I asked too. Sister Nindy approached me and bang Zamy. We sat on a simple sofa in their living room.

"Anu dik, just before you came. Same aunt uncle came here."

"Auntie with uncle?"

"Yes, her aunt, her uncle Rio, her ex-husband came. He said please if there is a call or people bring to court do not want. Fear later even the court decided that Nisa was taken by Rio. Well if not present Nisa remains the same mbak. Anyway he said don't want to testify anything later."

"Call for what?" Bang Zamy is confused.

"Say there is. That's why you were chasing that for what case? They don't answer clearly, just say for example there is. Papa won't. They think we're stupid." Papa replied. Me and bang Zamy looked again.

"Owhoo.., Hemzzz. It's a long, complicated story." Bang Zamy spoke after remembering something.

"What son? Tell me." Aunt Mira enthusiastically listened.

"This is what has actually happened pa, mbak Nindy and aunt Mira yes, in KTP the name of the man who married mbak Nindya is Rio Rahardi, whereas that KTP was sabotaged by Pak Wahyu. The original person named Rio Rahardi was the biological child of the woman who pretended to be his father-in-law mbak Nindy, the Rio is in Riau and does not know anything. They were hired by Wahyu sir and Sofie ma'am because who did evil to mbak Nindya first was a police officer bejad his real name Irwan. He was the mastermind behind Naura's abduction and is still awaiting a court decision. But because Nindy passed out and was frightened, she did not see Irwan her ex-husband was there. He's the real mastermind." Bang Zamy paused for a moment. Nindya's mother hardly breathed during listening to Zamy's bang explanation. His brain compensated for the quick explanation of the Zamy bang. His heart followed the spelling of words per word to sentences per sentence.

"Owh, so her father's name Nisa is the correct Irwan, but she uses ID card on behalf of Rio Rahardi?" Madam Nindya widened her eyes asking. His voice still leaves confusion.

"Yes, ma'am." I'm the one who answered.

"Papa will report it to the police, on charges of fraud and falsification of documents." Papa reacts. Although his voice was relaxed but the breath in his chest slightly stung.

"So that aunt Sofie is my real in-law?" Nindya's mother was still dumbfounded. Me and bang Zamy just nodded their heads.

"That wood can get snares as well actually, according to Mira, it was Bayulah who had thrown away the Naura that was exchanged first."

"Remember pa." I'm blissful.

"Yes, Revelation but she is also more often called Bayu. When he was a teenager he was called Bayu until now there are still many who call him like that.

"Owh." I'm nodding.

"Are we going to report it before the kidnapping trial and the death threat?" Aunt Mira asked for an opinion.

"Later, you'll think again." Papa replied, while Nindya was still dumbfounded. He seemed very upset after knowing the facts.

"Basic of man ibl!s that, his brain is full of deceit...." Mbak Nindya cursed. Me and bang Zamy were silent, staring and digesting the atmosphere.

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