Doctor Naura

Chapter 59 Introduction

"Lho's? When's coming?" Bang Zamy was shocked to see the arrival of bang Fathur with his father and mother.

"We were surprised, all of a sudden he was nongol on the porch, he came to say nothing." Mother answered immediately. Bang Fathur just smiled at the mother's statement.

"Year yesterday dik, and from the airport directly rent a car to Mentok." Bang Fathur explained. They both hugged each other tightly, patting each other on the shoulder and tosh boxing like they used to be. But it was a long time ago that didn't happen. Since Bang Fathur married in Palembang and brought Vioni back to Yogyakarta. After that they have not met again.

"Where's Vioni's sister Oyan?" Bang Zamy asked after noticing that the Fathur bang had only come alone. Bang Fathur was still smiling, ignoring the question of bang Zamy, and they joined hands to enter the house. After looking at Nindya, Bang Fathur finally entered with a feeling of guilt. Seeing that everyone had entered, even Nindya remained silent in the halls. He stood with a novel in his hand. After I called out with a wave of my hand, he came closer. Nindya now loves to read novels, starting when she saw my collection of novels in the private library in the bathroom near the kitchen, she was very enthusiastic about reading.

"Bak Nindya has come a long time?" I greeted Nindy who was still shy to come closer to me. Mom and Dad went into the house. They're still giggling teasing bang Fathur. While Bang Fathur blushed red from heavy embarrassment, especially to people he had kissed secretly. He's still stealing glances. He who is a lecturer is already a master, feels very uncomfortable wrong teasing people. In his heart, at least he apologized to women. He was still agitated, and occasionally turned his head towards the halls. But when he looked at the last hall, Nindya was no longer there. He stood up, pretending to cough as his eyes agilely searched for the whereabouts of Nindya.

"Where is Nindya if not wrongly named earlier so called mother. Who the hell is he? Isn't that what yesterday hit the rental car he was riding in." Bang Fathur muttered to himself. Suddenly there were footsteps past him sitting alone.

"Cobain is direct. Which one likes to take later." I spoke to mbak Nindya. He said he wanted to go to his friend's invitation at two in the afternoon, but he had no more clothes worth bringing to the invitation. Her only new outfit was the one I used to wear at my wedding with the Zamy bang. The clothes were all torn and could not be stitched anymore because of the kidnapping case. He wanted to buy clothes but did not dare to be alone.

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Finished trying out one shirt, then Nindy came out, she didn't want to when I told her to try on some more clothes.

“Enough this deck is very good, I borrow first yes, later returned if it has been washed.” He spoke innocently. I immediately hugged him.

“Mbak..., mbak, actually mbak can take some clothes that mbak like, and do not need to be returned. We are one father's siblings.” I kissed her full of love.

“Don't be deck, expensive clothes baby. Mbak did not even dare to wear expensive clothes. Afraid to be told people..” Ma'am Nindy answered innocently.

“We nyiapin eat first yuk for a while, yuk Mairoh has done a lot of cooking.” I took Nindya to the kitchen.

“Telah.” He walked first, while I was still tidying up some of the clothes I had taken out.

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Mbak Nindya walked with a condangan shirt placed on the right shoulder. He passed by the Fathur bang which instantly closed his eyes with both palms when he saw Nindya pass by. Bang Fathur was embarrassed. Mbak Nindya who indeed when walking to the right and to the left, he relaxed and did not overreact because he did not realize there was a bang Fathur who held the shame and gurgle in his heart.

“She is very beautiful even without the slightest polish ‘mekap’...” He slammed while the tip of his eye followed Nindya's hip. A few minutes later, occasionally bang Fathur turned to the kitchen to see mbak Nindya who had been busy chatting with yuk Mairoh and mother. Mother held a smile to see her eldest son, she realized that the eyes of Bang Fathur was still fixed staring at the direction of Nindy. Seeing the familiarity of Nindy's mother and mother, Bang Fathur grew curious about the figure that seemed meek. Lastly, while looking at Fathur's hape bang, seeing Nindy wiping the table, I went out of the room and passed by.

“Bee..., here first.” Bang Fathur caught my arm. I nodded my head towards him.

“What the hell is it, kok-bisik.” I asked in wonder, bang Fathur instantly brought his mouth closer to my skin.

“Which is wiping the table who the hell is the deck?” Bang Fathur asked me. I immediately looked.

“Ih becanda mulu.” I patted his right shoulder.

“Serious ah deck, uh but don't be noisy.” Bang Fathur did not dare to look towards the kitchen. He pretended to look into the living room and the walls of the room. I'm getting more astonished.

“Lha brother who is not serious, look who wiped the table was mother.” I pointed at my mother with my mouth.

“Times anyway?” Bang Fathur slowly turned his head, sure enough, the mother had already replaced Mbak Nindya wiping the dining table, while mbak Nindy stirring the side dishes in the stove top cauldron. As soon as bang Fathur pulled my arm again, he whispered to my ears quietly.

“Not the one wiping the table, but the one that was stirring something in the cauldron was youk.” Bang Fathur rectified the object of his question. I turned back and saw that was stirring the side dish was bang Zamy.

“Allahuakbaaarrrrr..., bang Fathuuurr..., why his eyes what his brain is erroneous, but look bang Zamy is stirring.” Returning with a funny mimic, slowly while lifting one leg, bang Fathur then turned slowly to the kitchen. Bang Zamy looked at him while holding a can in hand. Bang Fathur. He blinked his eyes.

“Is there a ghost in this house? Let alone that he kissed was not an ordinary person, but an invisible astral creature. Lest he was a resident of shady trees around Naura's house..” Bang Fathur closed his eyes and covered his face with both palms. Then he ruffled his back hair with his right hand, while his left hand ruffled his waist with an expensive white watch.

“Thur, this is your favorite yellow spiced red snapper head..” Mother suddenly was nearby with a bowl of yellow spice head snapper that still exhaled smoke due to the heat.

“Waw, who's cooking? Everything just arrived. Can you cook this fast?” Bang Fathur pulled out the bowl that mom had placed on her front desk. His mouth only scatters while stirring.

“There deh..,” Mother replied.

“Wawwww.., very nice bu. Definitely the cook is very beautiful and sincere heart.” Bang Fathur thought it was cooked by mom, she sipped her gravy a spoonful. What a combination of taste, savory, sour, spicy and a little sweet makes him shake his head.

“Where to sambel belacin and its name Nin...,?” Mom then looked back. Nindya, who had been standing behind my mother and I, offered a plate of white rice and another plate of sambel belacin, fried tempeh, fried salted fish, cucumber lalapan, kencur and boiled petai. All the likes of bang Fathur. Seeing that Nindya mbak gave rice and a plate of sambel and lalap, immediately bang Fathur was wide. A hantukah? In his heart, but there was no way that mother could talk to him. He immediately covered his face again with both palms. Mom smiled.

“Why you?”

“Mother and Naura go away, brother malamiuu...” Bang Fathur replied.

“Lha shy why, it's good to play drive-out.” Mom nagged tickling right armpit bang Fathur who instantly opened his face from his palm.

“Sorry...” Bang Fathur nodded and forced a smile on Nindya who was standing behind me, still holding his face in shame. Not because of being kissed by strangers, but in any atmosphere with new people even with me, mbak Nindya is still not so brave. There may still be traces of trauma in the past. His confidence has not fully returned.

“Sorry to me? Because of the fooling around? Or sorry to mom?” I moved my eyebrows cluelessly, astonished at the behavior of the Fathur bang who seemed to lose concentration.

“Not you Bee, but sorry the same...”.

“Whose name!” Dad suddenly startled bang Fathur from behind.

“Share name!” Bang Fathur replied instantly in shock. Finally everyone laughed, even bang Zamy who had just approached and witnessed the cute expression of his eldest brother was blown to a cough. Bang Fathur finally sat down on the chair, he quietly held back a laugh, trying to calm his heart that was not careless. But her smile could not be held back from her sexy lips. Mother then pulled Nindya's hand which was still down, sitting her in the chair which was right in front of the Fathur bang. And enough with one blink of a mother's eye, made us disperse again. Father and bang Zamy headed for the courtyard, mother and I returned to the kitchen to accompany yuk Mairoh to prepare a meal.

Knowing he was deliberately left alone with mbak Nindya, bang Fathur increasingly not karena. Then with a brave look, he began to invite Nindya to talk.

“Sorry yes mom..., uh mbak, what deck. I'm sorry I thought it was Naura, I didn't mean to harass. I have really missed Naura, so secretly I want a surprise for my return to Bangka.” Bang Fathur was starting to catch his breath.

“Eh, first, what's his name? Nindya, did you say? Sorry about Nindya.” Bang Fathur spoke again.

“Iya sir, Nindya.” Ms. Nindya then lowered her hands politely through the sidelines of the table and chair to return to the kitchen. Bang Fathur was just astonished. The feeling in this age where there are women who are so downcast without daring to look at him. He remembered how Mr. Vioni if there were guests sometimes joined in the pulpit with his firm voice, as if all opinions only he was right. How many students are always fascinated and try to get more attention to him. How kindly the mouths of young mothers greeted him as he jogged in the compound. How there are some women who deliberately always wait for him to make WA stories so they can have a chance to chat with him. There were so many women, both girls and married, that she realized she was deliberately approaching him to get more attention. His handsome body and face and very similar to the Zamy bang have always been considerate and prima donna wherever he was. But these? This woman even looked at him without courage. He's special, his inner.

“How was your bike yesterday? Already fixed?” Bang Fathur asked again as Nindy took two steps away from him. Nindya's mother stopped. He slowly turned around and looked at Bang Fathur with a smile.

How sweet....

Bang Fathur.

“Oh means I'm not wrong sir, I thought I was wrong when I saw mr.” Nindya turned around again.

“How are you? You're not hurt? Your bike fixed?” Bang Fathur thumped asking. I don't know there is a sense of pity mixed with unclear taste slowly creeping come knocking on his heartfelt feelings.”

“I'm fine. Only still hurts a little part of the knee.” Nindya Ma'am speaks.

“Already checked?” Bang Fathur is worried.

“Hehe..., no need to pack, later also disappear by yourself.” Madam Nindya let out her beautiful smile. It was rare, because he rarely gave a smile to carelessly people.

“Here are two doctors, just check.” Bang Fathur suggested.

“I injured my knee only sir, not pregnant.” Mbak Nindya replied with a little courage.

“Hahaha..., do not have to get pregnant if there are complaints can also be the same they kok mbak.” Bang Fathur found it funny to hear Nindya's answer either to joke or not to understand.

“Later also healed itself.., sorry yes sir, sorry once yesterday it was...” Madam Nindya looked down and apologized with both hands.

“No problem, how about your bike?” Bang Fathur once answered.

“No time allowed sir. It's down there.” Mbak Nindya pointed at his motorbike which was parked right next to the unique motorcycle of Rohim sir. Bang Fathur stood up.

“Where is the key?” Bang Fathur immediately searched for the stage.

“No need sir. Later just allowed.”

“It's okay, where's the key.” Bang Fathur wanted to approach a woman who in his first sight was already memorable. She covered the rice and side dishes that mom brought for her with the newspaper. As she was standing up, Nisa suddenly entered and directly hugged her right thigh.

“Ooommm, oom have to see new fish in the pond near the gazebo deh, Nisa just put it.” Nisa smiled cheerfully.

“Nisa..., son it is not..”.

“Bener bu, the fish.” Nisa is insistent on her mother.

“Iya fish, but it is not om Zamy dear...” Madam Nindya slowly pulled Annisa. Nisa looked up and was surprised, she spontaneously released a hug on Fathur's bang thigh. Annisa then retreated to her mother with a sense of shame mixed with fear (bloody). But bang Fathur instead sat down, smiling sweetly and extending a hand towards Annisa.

“Oooh.., apparently there is a beautiful girl in this house. Come here son, acquaintance, om this brother om Zamy, name om Fathur. eF A Te Ha U eR, has not been to school?” Bang Fathur speaks kindly. Slowly Annisa's face turned more passionate, lost the fear that had been present instantly.

“Sorry.” Annisa approaches and receives a hug of Fathur bang.

“Where's your papa? Introduce the same om dong...,” Instantly bang Fathur thought they were a whole family and his intention to start approaching mbak Nindya he threw away. Annisa did not reply, she looked at her mother instead. Madam Nindya smiled.

“Nisaaa..., where did it just appear, said his mother came here...” Bang Zamy came and instantly opened both arms. Annisa squandered into the arms of bang Zamy. Bang Fathur stood up to the two.

“Om Zamy, why are there two...?” Nisa innocently asked.

“Hah? Two?” Bang Zamy replied with a smile.

“Iya, om it's like om Zamy.” Nisa pointed at bang Fathur.

“He is not Zamy's om, but his brother om, his name is Fathur.”

“Owh Annisa nodded, she spread her head left onto the right shoulder bang Zamy.”

“Is he also good just like om?” Nisa asked again.

“Iya dong..., om Fathur is also very good person.” Bang Zamy answered gently this little girl's question.

“If he is good, make him Nisa's father only.., om kan promise, want to find a good oom for Nisa's father.” With a light Annisa replied. Madam Nindya has not heard anymore, she has re-joined mother, me and yuk Mairoh prepare a meal.

Thank God I have a chance….

Bang Fathur muttered in his heart.

“Try the same question, or else be Annisa's father...” Bang Zamy answered Annisa with a smile. Bang Zamy has heard all about the household life of bang Fathur.

“By pleasure oom Fathur ready Nisaaa Bang Fathur answered seriously. Nisa laughed with excitement while closing her mouth. While bang Fathur and bang Zamy are back tosh with their fists.

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