Doctor Naura
Chapter 62 Slowly Revealed
At three in the afternoon, while we were still at the hotel, Santi and Mak Yang reported there were only seven patients who registered by phone. The impact is immediately visible. Mak Yang also informed us that there were some journalists who were pacing around the Honey Bee clinic asking for our whereabouts. They don't answer.
I opened facebook and did a milling of articles in local online media with free pages with accounts that were just created a few hours ago, such as blogspot and wordpress. The title is getting so-so not funny.
‘Pair of doctors at Honey Bee Clinic desperate to open practice even though suspected of contracting corona during reunion took place’
'Disregard Corona, Deputy Director of Tin Hospital is still open practice as usual’.
That's how the titles attract readers back to appear on the facebook homepage, Some colleagues even have direct confirmation and we tell the truth. They tried to refute the news of suspicions of the media that stated we were infected with the coronavirus through a caption share or comment column. But again the account abal-abal make news with other titles. The goal is very clear just want to bring me down and bang Zamy. There are already people we suspect, but to directly convict the culprit is Irwan family we do not have enough evidence. Even if we directly made a report of pollution and unpleasant actions to the police, it would take more than three days for the process. But the former head of OSIS at high school, my grown husband, was still trying to casually respond to the sloping news. Relaxing or pretending to be calm to calm me down, I don't know for sure.
“We go home dear.., change clothes and stay at the clinic. Here are four patients already signed up online.” Bang Zamy took me home and showed me his phone screen.
“There are many reporters, what is no problem?” I try to give consideration.
“It's okay, we'll just answer. Let brother overcome, it's easy.” Bang Zamy spoke while stroking my hair children. Don't forget he put a warm peck on my left cheek.
“Have then...,” I got out of bed, put down hp and piggybacked the hair.
“Kok seems a bit heavy hearted leaving the hotel?” Bang Zamy teased me by tickling my right armpit. I clasped his hand because of the tickle.
“Do you want a round to four?” He continued his temptation.
“Isshhh really strong pretentious deh..,” I mocked him while standing, packing, returning to shower and changing gowns.”
“Like out of honeymoon only we ya Bee.., rent a hotel just a few hours.” Bang Zamy talking while turning off tivi. He was wearing a short, light blue shirt from Armani.
“Not like honeymoons dear, but more like people again cheating.” I'm flabbergasted.
“Lho know? Suspicious my wife niii..” Bang Zamy looked at me with his sharp eyes.
He's just kidding....
“Lha really, right? In videos that are often viral, the actor is usually run over by his legal wife again alone in the hotem. It's so chronological...” I'm scoffing at explaining the reason.
“Times anyway?” Bang Zamy came back to poke me. This time the waist.
“Iya.” I answered ketus while preparing, everything is finished packed. Bang Zamy was wearing his hat again. But not with masks.
“No need to wear a hat is bang..,” I talk spoiled to bang Zamy. He immediately looked at me.
“Lho why?”
“Too cool, later many glanced.” With a jutek face I answered.
“Eglyering doang right? It's okay to risk having a handsome husband.” She poked my cheek which was already a bit raised in pregnancy entering the second trimester.
“Halaaahhh prettily handsome..” I'm spoiled melengos.
“The important soul and body of the handsome only for his wife a...” He hugged me from behind. Kiss after kiss is again present on my left cheek on the back. I pulled the hotel wipes and wiped the remaining spit marks. He purposely kisses wet intruding. Not content to kiss me from behind, he confronted me who was wearing shoes ready to come out. He suddenly took off the small bag of clothes we were carrying in his grasp, then hugged me tightly as if unwilling to let go. Her lips kissed warmly again my sensual lips are polished lipstick thin red rather orange-red. His hand held the back of my head with his right hand holding the lower cheek to the end of my left lip.
“Come ah we want to go to clinic four o'clock dear...” I tried to escape the clutches of his lust that seemed to rise again.
“Still long Bee, still no time.., once again yuk.” He replied with heavy breathing.
“Kok tumben lust once anyway bang?” I frowned looking into her eyes that began to carry my lust.
“Perhaps the effect of mostly eating shrimp A boiled seasoning yesterday..” He removed the young Ping Sweater Cardigan that closed the top of my robe, placed it carelessly and took off my shoes. Her hand picked up the bag in my right hand, putting it back on the hotel dresser. Then he slowly returned to lay me down at the end of the bed.
“Eh dear, it's been four and a half hours..” I again tried to stop his impromptu aggression. In my mind, I was lazy if I had to take another shower. But his hand held my hand to the most important part of our generation's survival. I felt it go back up and grow.
“If it is on, it is difficult off again yaaang.., come on once again...” Bang Zamy spoke in seducing me, he warmed my lips many times with his kiss. Then while kissing me, she started to re-release my robe, sag it again, and with the hijab still firmly attached, she said, I went back to serving my dear husband who asked to be satisfied for the fourth time since entering this hotel in a moment's hiding. We are lost again in the order of worldly problems. There is only a sigh for the sake of an unconscious cry for the pleasure of our union of bodies in innocence.
Not waiting for long, the last round of our struggle was over, he smiled with satisfaction and happiness. How great my beloved man was playing in bed, I fell apart for a moment after gurgling in satisfaction gulping down the harmony end of the love he gave. My smile also expands, feeling amused to remember the times of pleasure.
We took a bath and prayed Ashar at the hotel. In a bit of a hurry we left the Puncak hotel heading to the clinic without stopping by the house first. On the way bang Zamy called mom and told us we were heading to the clinic. Along the way to the clinic, I saw bang Zamy whistling and kicking, how his face was getting brighter and seemed very happy.
“Bee...” He spoke with a big smile.
“Ya...”.
“The record broke...”.
“What record?”
“Intensity and quality ‘hek-hek’ we.” He discussed our bodily relationship with Hek-hek.
“Iya beat the first night.” I answered.
“The first night was only three rounds, it was four.” She's proud.
“Ah please, discuss the others only.” I was amused myself to imagine what had happened in the last few hours.
That's how our trip to the clinic was filled with chatter about our s€ks relationship and everything else. Not only now, we often discuss what we have done with regard to s€ksual relationship. What is fun, what is liked and not liked, we are open to each other because we believe, the rise of divorce and domestic conflict is actually not only because of economic problems, but also because of economic problems, but because of the lack of open couples husband and wife in the affairs of bed. In addition to individual communication to survive the household storm, intimate relationships are actually able to refresh a tangled mind and an angry soul. When having sex, we will be open to each other, so the opportunity to communicate many things will be easier. However, there is intimacy outside the s€ks that must also be maintained. Lots of husbands who only approach their wives when they want to have sex s€ks only, but the wife needs to be hugged, touched with affectionate words when she is exhausted. I if invited to some events such as parenting seminars always affirm to the husbands. When at home, remove the gadget and approach the family. Hugging and playing with children without involving hp. Hugged the wife not only when the husband wants to have a s€ks but when he sweats to take care of the child, when he smells of sweat after cooking, sweeping, mopping and washing dishes and clothes, at a time when he was dizzy thinking about financial arrangements that were always less and less.
“Lho to dream? We have arrived dear..,” Bang Zamy resuscitated me.
“Owh Yes.” I immediately left the narrative outside my head.
*****
Arriving at the clinic, sure enough, there were still three online and print reporters waiting for our arrival. As soon as we got off they came straight closer.
“Halo Dok, I am from Antara newspaper, please confirm the news that is going viral in Bangka Belitung.” A scrappy man had started filming us with a camera in hand. He showed us the ID card.
"Nobody will answer Doc." One of the reporters replied.
“Then you should go after the admin who posted the news.” Bang Zamy casually replied.
“Sorry doc, just let it clear. We've been waiting here for hours. Please confirm it a little.” They looked hopeless as well seeing the calmness of the Zamy bang.
“Confirmation tomorrow after seeing the news in print media.” Bang Zamy.
“Why wait tomorrow Doc?”
“Let everything be clear. If you want to wait for confirmation from me, yes tomorrow, after print media published.” Bang Zamy firmly replied again. Then he walked straight into the practice room without heeding any more reporters' questions, just like I did. I entered the practice room that Santi had prepared, replacing the sweater cardigan with my white practice coat.
“Dok, excuse me, this is our patient's medical history, add two so there are nine patients.” Santi approached me.
“Iya. Wait two more minutes ya San, we just start let go home quickly.” I answered.
“Iya doc. Hemzzz why yes doc, kok suddenly like this sepinya when Sunday. Usually many weeks are not served by his patients.” Santi asked me.
“Everything will end soon San, just relax and don't answer reporters' questions.” I'm talkin.
“OK doc.” Santi is out. I started to read the patient's history and it wasn't until two hours that the nine patients who were present finished all I checked. While bang Zamy had long since he mewhatapp I say goodbye to the back room for a moment and call him when it is finished practice. I didn't call him immediately when he was finished and there were no patients, I had a chat and had a chance to tell him the real events since the reunion. We believe it is sabotage news to threaten us. But since the news broke in online media, there is not a single text confirmation from people who deliberately create chaos.
*****
At seven in the evening, after the Magrib prayer in the practice room, we had arrived home. Nindya, Annisa and papa are in my house too.
“Ram, revoke your report on identity falsification in marriage and fraud against Nindya. If not, take a look at the first lesson for you. Your kid's clinic will be like a graveyard.” Papa showed me and bang Zamy the sms that went into his phone.
“If it's just a kidnapping case, Irwan may only be punished lightly. Unplug and let him be free don't add to your ridiculous demands. I don't want to see my son fired!” As soon as the message continues sound on papa's phone.
“Kan is clear now who did it. Even with this evidence we can imprison om Bayu. Hadaaaiii.., the head of the bald Service is now getting bolder.” Bang Zamy was furious once made. I don't talk much because I don't really understand how to finish it.
“Hai deck.., don't worry all must be in order Zamy.” Still with his carefree face bang Fathur greeted me. He sat on the arm of the sofa to my left. I just nodded.
“Dek...”.
“Why bang?” I was surprised to see the whiny look of bang Fathur.
“Besok brother will follow your papa to the garden.”
“What kind of papa follow mbak Nindy..?” I tease.
“Hehe…. Your father said in his garden there was a river where fishing. My brother loves fishing.” He's still smiling.
“Iya. From Junior High Brother already likes fishing pretty girls.” I grumbled to pinch his right shoulder.
“Ah, that was then.., brother mah now prefers women who are mature, not much demand, have small children so that brother does not miss Oyan too much, the person.”.
“Pemaluuu...., similar doctor Naura is only thinner and slightly black, her voice is slow, not daring to look at others..” I cut off the speech bang Fathur continued. Bang Fathur just gaped in shame.
“Merestui no?” Ask me.
“Depends on mom.” I stood up, leaving behind a smiling Fahur bang who was eyeing Nindya.
*****
The next day, me and bang Zamy read the newspaper in a different office. Justright. One of the daily newspapers presented the front page with the title
"Doctor Practice in Honey Bee Positive Covid-19?’ I read it completely to the end of the article, I did not find a statement that dared to say that we were infected with the worldwide virus. Only heretical opinions say that one of our friends at a college reunion contracted corona, and there is a possibility that we also got hit. Bang Zamy finally brought the newspaper in his hand to the largest print media office in Bangka Belitung which is in the row of Roti Boy oplets. Arriving there bang Zamy was immediately greeted with several service officers. But no one can say where Opid an article writer is.
“Then I want to go to the department dong editor, meet anyone, Je Emnya (GM) is there? Or Pemred anyone who is important I want to confirm the main source of this information giver. That's it.” Bang Zamy walked over and over to meet some officers who all seemed to have deliberately dodged.
Feeling readied, bang Zamy finally called one of the officials in the police who immediately came with three of his men.
“Why Doctor?” The policeman asked casually.
“I've been here a long time sir, not well served, is there a legal umbrella that can drag everything?” Bang Zamy's emotion immediately pointed at the people who had made him go back and forth in the room without any clarity. They just fell silent. Not long after a man of the age of the Zamy bang came out and met.
“Sorry sir, can we help you?”
“I just want confirmation, whose main source made this news? Where is the person.” Bang Zamy pointed to the title on the front page of the paper.
“Iya later can pack.”
“Now, because I don't like long-winded and filled things. Shame dong sir, give the wife's son eat rice from the fake news. Haram!” Bang Zamy stared intently at the person who came to him. The police with him were just. Then there were two officers who apologized immediately.
“Sorry sir, we have no confirmation to Mr, but according to the news...”.
“According to who? The only print media that preaches this is your media. I wait now from whom this info in can.” Bang Zamy strongly warned the officer.
“If I don't find a clear answer. We will meet at the court table.” Bang Zamy added.
“Yes yes sir. Just a minute, sir. We permit for a moment.” The three officers entered again. While the other employees lowered their heads while listening to what happened. Not long after, the first employee came and said a woman called and informed him that she had the virus and there was a possibility that friends who were with her at the reunion also contracted. And once convoluted finally they mentioned that Shelly who had informed it.
“Don't beat around the bush, I just need that name, Shelly from earlier.” Bang Zamy bullied the officer again.
“Warning yes, it's a shame you guys who like to make news not true just for money. Tell me the truth.” She added. Then excuse me and fill the pockets of police officers with some sheets of fiber money for gasoline costs. Then he went home and tried to call Shelly, but the number was always off.
“I'll look for you, even in ant holes though!” His whisper was angry
*****
