Doctor Naura
Chapter 57 Meeting
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Nindya went to the garden alone. Luckily, he can now ride a motorcycle. I once hired a friend of yuk Mairoh to teach until mbak Nindya really proficient. And now it's all done. He is good at motorbiking. Although personally, I never dared to ride on her.
"Whether.., Nindya went to the garden yes, unfortunately must have been a lot of papaya ripe. Continuing breadfruit as well, mumpung can still be 'stripped' Nindy want to bring it to the Morning market." Nindya's mother said goodbye to Aunt Mira.
"Be careful, son. Don't stay away from the knife." Aunt Mira warned. So with two large white sacks, Nindy went to the garden riding her own motorcycle, Annisa she left with papa.
After more than half an hour of driving, he began harvesting the California papaya he planted first. Short trees with large and long fruits make it easier to harvest. In an instant, one sack was almost full. If in the past he only harvested fruit that was ready for direct consumption, cook perfectly. But after being taught papa, he began to harvest papaya as long as there was a little red list. He sells to the morning market as well as subscription stalls.
After harvesting papaya, mbak Nindya then harvest breadfruit by using a pole from long bamboo. At the end of the pole he placed a long nail which he had broken with a hammer. Once pulled, the breadfruit fell to the ground. Nindya ma'am picked it up and collected nearly sixty pieces. Not finished there, he then cut down twenty green cane sticks to be delivered to the cane ice water seller in Merdeka Square. He already had a subscription there, at a junction near Sabrina's inn. Seeing a lot of reddened curly chilies, he picked them up, can be about three ounces. Then Nindy dug laos, ginger, lemongrass, turmeric and kencur, all for sale. That was his choice routine. He refused when invited to help in the clinic, he said it was for school people, while for people it seems enough to farm well in order to keep there income.
"I can't carry this at once, it's too much, the sack is big too." Nindya spoke for herself. Then he lifted the sack filled with papaya, he put it onto the big duck bike that papa bought for him. When placed in front of his chair the sack sagged down, it appears that the front thigh mbak nindy is still empty. Then he tried to raise again one sack that contains all the various plants first.
"Berez! It is better to be taken at once, troublesome if you have to go back and forth to the house. "Mr Nindy spoke again in her heart. Ms. Nindy started to start the motorbike, after a bit of effort due to the many loads, then Nindya finally came out of the garden, with the movement of the legs somewhat hindered by the large number of items. Mbak Nindya sitting in the rear motorbike seat, all the front runs out to just put the sacks for sale. With such conditions, he then went out of the narrow road towards his garden towards the highway which is a shortcut from the direction of Tua Tunu to Mentok through the Petaling area. Just after arriving at the mouth of the street alley that he passed, the sugar cane he brought related to the bamboo fence owned by Haji Soleh, the chicken man. Mbak Nindya was shocked, he then unconsciously pulled the gas to full. The motor even with a heavy load on the front still had time to float for a moment with perfect speed. Nindya's mother crashed seconds before her motorbike flew and hit the head of a black Avanza car that happened to pass at high speed.
"Duuuuaaarrrr....!!!" Nindya's motorbike overturned, the contents of the sack scattered on the road. Nindy stuttered to her feet. Avanza cars enter the side of the road that is not plastered. The head of the car even knocked down about three banana saplings in front of the location of Haji Soleh chicken cattle. The six people who were inside the farm instantly approached. They pulled Nindy's motorbike into the bush. Then they approached the slightly smoky car at the front.
"Sir, are you okay sir?" Apparently the driver was still conscious, he looked anxiously at the bespectacled man beside him.
"I'm fine, but please look at the owner of the bike." The man pointed in the direction of the incident. Mbak Nindya's body trembled in fear.
"Mr? You all right?" Car driver Avanza approached the increasingly trembling mbak Nindya.
"You're shaking so why?" The driver was getting closer to Nindya.
"Sorry sir, sorry, sorry really sorry. I was wrong, I got out of control of the bike." Ma'am Nindya apologized to the driver. He looks so scared.
"It's okay." The driver answered, then turned around to meet the young man with glasses in front. He had gotten out of the car and helped the six men who had come from the Pak Haji Soleh farm push the car back backwards onto the highway. Because the lips of the road are still flat, it is not so difficult to return the car to the roadside.
"This is how the pack will be with my car?" The driver asked about the damage to the front of the car.
"Don't worry, I'll change." The pure white, high-nosed man replied. He took off his dewy glasses because he was sweating.
"Just send a photo of the proof of repair in the workshop, later I will replace it." The man then added again.
"Isn't he wrong?" The driver asked again while pointing towards Nindy.
"You mean?" Bang Fathur replied.
"Didn't he hit us?" The driver tried to stand up.
"Does he look like someone with a lot of money?" Bang Fathur warned.
"It's not so sir. Maybe he could replace half of it. I'm just kaihan to the father." The driver looked at Nindya and the man took turns.
"He wouldn't have brought these things if he came from a capable family." The man picked up all kinds of materials selling mbak Nindya scattered on the asphalt road. He helped put it into the sack.
"Sorry sir. I will replace it, but maybe not now. I don't have any money right now and I don't have a cell phone with me." Mbak Nindya made it clear to the man.
"Don't worry, our mistake was to get to Mentok quickly so I asked the driver to hurry, he spurred the speed of the vehicle quickly." Mbak Nindya nodded in relief. The man then lifted the sack to the side of the road.
"Bring up, we can't help you, sorry." The man then climbed back into the car, which immediately drove at medium speed. Ms. Nindya thanked him many times, then rearranged the order of fruits and vegetables into the sack.
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A week ago, in a luxury house in Yogyakarta. Vioni threw the keys to the 2014 Toyota Rush on the floor. The hangers with the keys were scattered, breaking apart. Their maid takes the cute son in her carriage to the room.
"It was jammed again during the distarter. Embarrassment." Vioni was furious at bang Fathur who was also already caught off guard with anger for the sake of anger. The woman from Palembang was never satisfied with her gift.
"Changing a car with your car is the same as not swapping. Who wants to wear a 2018 grand livina. Not interesting." The beautiful-faced Vioni had a thin mustache even though the woman was still angry.
"Don't takabur, there are still many lecturers who go to the office even just by bicycle." Bang Fathur tried to calm down. Vioni's mom put on a shitty face.
"They have no money. Lha you? You're the oldest son. You can even take everything as you please. I'd like to ask for a change of car even though I'm in mourning first...." Vioni still feels like he won himself.
"What's wrong with saving? Your salary and my salary can only be ten million a month. We're still free to eat and pay the nanny...."
"What about my mom's car in Palembang?" If my salary is saved what about my mom?" Vioni's getting angry. Bang Fathur was still trying to temper his anger.
"Year-year reason you mama mama. Have you thought of any other reason?" Bang Fathur was angry.
"I want to buy a pajero! Point!"
"Buy it yourself, raise your own money." Bang Fathur didn't want to.
"Whatdidyou say? Ngumpul first? What about Rahman who made a restaurant and given his capital. Zamy you see, it's got billions of good cars, Naura has everything. He wants anything he wants to buy. Lha me?"
"Eat it yourself." Bang Fathur reminded.
"I don't want to know, ask for your mama or let me call her." Vioni's mom is still jealous of my family.
"Hey.., that's weird. Why are you so busy taking care of my family's possessions?" Bang Fathur did not also accept Vioni's request.
"Surprisingly, you're the first kid, you should get a bigger share of them." Vioni's mother still scatters angrily.
"Where is the norm? The car will be replaced, your salary is not saved, sent everything to your family...,"
"You disagree?" Ma'am Vioni cut. His face was defiantly impolite.
"It's been a long time." Bang Fathur's answer.
"Why?"
"I don't like it when you're always pushing me around and wanting my family's treasure." Bang Fathur spoke in a high tone.
"Koran...."
"Knew what?"
"And you're my husband, so I'm asking for my husband's share."
"If I don't give you anything?" Bang Fathur asked.
"We're divorced." Vioni's mother threatened.
"good. I think that's what I want to hear. Bang Fathur was already really furious. He had been silent for a long time, obeying and surviving controlled by his native Palembang wife. And because the lecture period is indeed on semester break, he then booked a ticket back home to Pangkalpinang. Before returning home he had placed a home sale advertisement and two cars purchased from the mother's gift money.
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Then because you feel bored almost all day sitting on a plane to another plane. Bang Fathur headed for Mentok who was suddenly on his way through the rat road. And something happened. The car that he was carjacking hit a woman in the plantation area.
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