Doctor Naura
Chapter 66 Karma
The next day, bang Zamy deliberately paced on the terrace after dawn to wait for the newspaper introduction to come. He who returned home all night after asking for confirmation from Shelly only had time to sleep not until two hours. Eliminating boredom while waiting, he then sports in the home environment alone with a small run while moving hands and feet. Fredy who saw bang Zamy from earlier walked over.
“For the doctor, tumben early in the morning already exercise?” He smiled as he tossed the rest of the cigarettes in his hands onto the ground. Then his feet trampled on the small embers of fire that were still left in the cigarette butts he threw away. The smoke that had previously billowed stopped for a second.
“Hehe..., just a fad while waiting for the introduction of the newspaper comes Dy.” Bang Zamy replied while stopping his movements.
“Ooohhh...., doctor again waiting for the newspaper huh? Hehe Fredy get me first doc, already delivered earlier but I will usually read first new anter to the terrace.” Fredy turned to the guard post. Shortly thereafter he gave the daily newspaper B@ngkapos to bang Zamy.
“You're done haven't read it?” While picking up the newspaper, bang Zamy asked Fredy.
“Already from earlier kok doc.” Fredy then turned the body back to the post continuing the game on his phone.
“Have, thanks Yes Dy.” Bang Zamy went back inside the house. He sat on the living room sofa next to the kitchen. His right foot went up to the left foot that was on the floor of the house.
“This coffee dear.” I came with a glass of warm milk coffee at the table in front of my husband reading the newspaper.
“Alhamdulillah Bee.., Opid is afraid also imprisoned.” Bang Zamy looked at me with excitement.
“What's up?” I forget.
“Nih read it yourself...” Bang Zamy gave the newspaper to me.
"Males ah read. Just tell me." I'm pouting.
"Eeiitthhh should not be lazy Iakaanggg.., pregnant women are good to read a lot, and learn, so that the grandpa will grow into a smart and diligent child." Bang Zamy forced me. I finally read the article quickly. A news headline that read: The couple of Deputy Director of Tin hospital, clinic owner Zee Queen apparently deliberately rumored positive covid-19 so that patients do not come to berobat”, in his article the author explained, in a statement, because of personal problems someone deliberately called the print media to provide rumors that harm the related party. The media expressed apologies for the lack of professionalism in reporting the news from an obscure source. I let out a sigh of relief.
“Now just make a snare that can catch the source of this chaos. After that our life will be peaceful without any more distractions.” Bang Zamy spoke while sipping the milk coffee I served.
“I can only support you honey..,” I release the newspaper in hand. And to the kitchen take my drink, pregnant woman's drink. But I haven't gotten to the table yet, bang Zamy followed me.
“Why the hell..,?”
“Abang a bit stressed, plus less sleep overnight..” He started to smile suspiciously.
“Continue? Sleep again there, then wake up when it's time to get ready to go to the office.” I talked while back drinking pregnant women's mocca flavor. But bang Zamy even wrestled spoiled on my shoulders. His hands were caressing my stomach which was beginning to appear bloated.
“Dek, deduct healthy right? Papi want to check a little can?” Bang Zamy started seducing me.
“Ah, it's been a while yuk Mairoh came. Meningan temenin adek sport briefly.” I clasped his hand and asked him to walk.
“This is also a sport.... Brother wants to release the mumet in the head nih.” My dear husband is still trying to seduce me. I know exactly what sport he means.
“Night, adek kasih bonus...,” I kissed her cheeks then went to the room to change sports clothes and jogging a little around the back garden while breathing fresh air. Bang Zamy smiled glowingly following me from behind. Without knowing his naughty gaze I also let go of the sleeping negligee I wear and took a red-colored sports suit for pregnant women in the closet. And when I turned around, someone had already caught my body wearing only underwear.
“Come on, we make love for a while, brother really needs refreshing.” Bang Zamy put on a face of sand. Whose heart will not melt, seeing the beloved staring with a face full of passion. If I don't serve him, he'll have a hard time escaping the shackles of that s3kual. He often said that if he stood respectfully, he could not lower his hand without looking at the flag first. I smiled and made sure the door was locked. He brought the AC back.
“Makanya do not be too beautiful dong dear, do not every day even become more beautiful.., right brother so kepengen so continue..” Bang Zamy whispered reasoned. I pinched. He pulled my hand, taking me to the sofa we used to use to relax in the room. Tivi he grew his volume with a news channel warning that yuk Mairoh has come and started cleaning in the room near it. Then with a lot of excitement he began to release the Supreme white T-shirt and black training he was wearing, then slowly began to act warmly to make me drift and lulled into his mature charm. We re-enchanted the pleasure of being together on a beautiful morning. A morning that brings a million spirits to the children of men. A morning that promises a life change that will get better.
*****
The tall handsome young man did not give up. He returned to pursue the nimble footsteps of the footstep of the grandfather's house. The girl was exercising with grandpa.
“Come on Nin, just give me a chance once. We had dinner together yuk.” Dirga still gave her charming smile. His feet offset the rapid pace of the woman he adored.
“Sorry Dirga, I don't seem to have time to be with people I don't want at all. The rough language you didn't meet my criteria at all..” With still being careless Nina answered while walking. He was reluctant to look at the man who tried to align his steps with him.
“Minimal for a sign of friendship only Nin if you refuse to be more.” Dirga refrained from crying sad always ignored. He had been so patient all this time, despite the harsh words he was still trying again. Although he did not get an answer, he repeated the appeal. Although often scorned he still thinks well. She really loves Nina, but it seems that Nina did not open her heart to her.
“If you don't want dinner, we just have lunch yuk Nin..” Dirga smiled seducing again. There is no hopeless dictionary at all, at least for now.
“What's the difference?” Nina turned her head while standing next to her car.
“Perhaps if dinner is too romantic. You're shy...” Dirga smiled explaining.
“And when noon?” Nina spoke looking haughty like she was mocking. That is his original attitude.
“Maybe people will think we are just coworkers, or at least please.” Dirga smiled showing her hope.
“But it still makes no difference. I would never fall in love with someone like you Dirga.” Nina held both of her hands in front of the left car door in front of her. His legs are crossed with one side of the foot bent.
“Why?”
“Dirga, you already know how I am. I only have a mother whose nature and attitude are beyond my expectations. Daddy's? I never even knew who my father was.”
“What does this have to do with me?”
I'll forget the person who didn't even intend to get rid of me a bit....
He hurried up to grandfather's house, then took a nice treat, picked up a hat and mask, then hurried away. Grandpa looked at him in wonder.
“Where are you going pojangga weathered? Who are you going to execute?”
“Shooting a bird at the place Grandpa once took me the other day. I borrowed the motor yes kek.” Dirga spoke while putting rope on his grandfather's black boots.
“Just wear it, be careful son. Greetings yes same Haji Soleh if he is on the farm.”
“Oke cake.” Then Dirga went to use one of the grandfather's motorcycles to go to the plantation area. His heart felt very sick, got a very unfair view. Wasn't his birth not he who willed? Isn't perkos**n people to the mother he just saw before going to the burrow is not a fun thing. If there was any other choice, he would not choose such a fate. His heart screamed, his mind groaned, but he would never blame God.
Go fill the emptiness of the heart and treat the wounds he inflicted.., there should be no contempt for his fate because fate had no other choice….
*****
At 09 a.m., on the same day as several events, a fat man with a bald head typed a message on a paid app.
“Come to the hotel, I again want to make love to you beibh...” The girl looked at her hape screen while feeding her brother who was suffering from a thirteen-year-old downsyndrome.
“Where are yank? Already on booking?” He replied to the message with one hand because the right hand he used was feeding his sister.
“Not yet, you booked yourself yes, tell me if it is okay. The girl then stood up, taking the other one. He booked a hotel room that was already his subscription. Then immediately told his sister to immediately finish the rice d plate and leave with an online ojek. While the man immediately came out of the office and spoke with his secretary will go to do a field review of the distribution of bulok rice. Then he brought his personal car which he had brought from the office. An old year black Vios sedan that his wife often brought. And it did not take long, about forty-five minutes on the way he entered a hotel with a mask and a hat, casually dressed like a hotel guest to the room where the girl had been waiting for him. Inside his bag was tucked a kitchen knife he picked up at the office as he headed for the back parking lot.
“Halo honeyku, how many rounds today?” The little girl greeted him flirtatiously.
“Hemz...” The man did not answer.
“Why hasn't your face been as passionate as before? What happened honey….? Is your wife back in a rage?” The girl held both hips of the newly arrived old bandot. Then slowly his hands began to lower the resliting of the PDH ASN brown pants he was wearing. The man gulped immediately feeling the desire. But his brain tried to hold back so as not to get excited.
“Shelly stop.” The man shoved the woman's hand and pulled out a roll of newspaper tucked in her right waist. Shelly stood up, she was very surprised to see the behavior of people who had even been waiting for her in a hotel room with a body without a thread.
“Why you?” With a paled face, Shelly asked.
“Why you? I should have asked you that question. You why? You made the money I gave the media to blow up Zamy and Naura's news positive corona. But look. A day appeared in the newspaper, tomorrow even out clarification like this. Here it is, you read. Plaque! The newspaper scroll was smashed with all his might into Shelly's head. Time and time again until the newspaper droops. Indeed in the physical is not so painful, but in the heart? Only that poor woman knows.
“Sorry sir, I give you some money, half of it I want to use for mother's treatment...” Shelly looks scared. He sat down near the feet of the old bandit. I hope there will be mercy.
“Always, you spent my money only on your family. Basic useless!” The old bandot even stomped on Shelly's head holding her with both hands while crying.
“Sorry sir, sorry.”
“Sorry-sorry-sorry. My dear son will be tried in a matter of hours, and there is no sign of Zamy and Naura retracting his report. If this is all in vain. Irwanku will be fired from the police force and he will be punished longer.” While talking in a snarl, Mr. Bayu kicked, stomped on the head even nenerjang****** and face Shelly. The tiny Shelly could not fight him. He was just trying to protect with all his might with both hands, anything he could protect.
“If you are like this, my status is also known to my wife, my career can also end. You better be mat! just.” The fat begundal was forgetting itself.
“Don't sir, pardon sir, forgive me sir.” Shelly knelt with a bruised face and bled from the hard kick of the man's shoes. But the old bandot no longer cares about the whimper and the request for mercy of the mistress who has been accompanying him. Slowly his hand picked up the kitchen knife from inside the bag.
“Better you finish before everything is revealed!” The old bandot raised the knife with his right hand towards Shelly's neck which he strangled with his left hand.
“Tok-tok-tok..!”
"Housekeeping!" Sound from outside the door. Mr. Bayu stopped for a moment. He let go of that already flushed neck. Shelly slowly regained her breath. His eyes were reddened by the tightness. While Mr. Bayu, put the knife into the dresser drawer behind him. Shelly moved away towards the door to open it, but her left leg was pulled by an old bandot. Shelly fell down and her screaming mouth was instantly gagged with the genital villain's left hand.
"Housekeeping!" Again there was the sound of the janitor. With a furious pak Bayu pushed Shelly towards the head of the sofa to be hidden from behind the door. Shelly cowering in fear. Then after holding back the anger and preparing a smile to the officer at the door, Mr. Bayu opened the door slowly. The smile he had prepared reluctantly widened. His mouth stiffened with his breath momentarily stopped. It was unexpected that knocking on the door was indeed a hotel attendant, but simultaneously withholding a noise, even more than twenty people consisting of police officers, journalists and aunt Sofie and relatives, he said, also the relatives of Mr. Bayu himself who immediately entered and attached it many times. He's got a mess. A policeman came in and broke up. He showed me the duty letter.
"Good day sir. On the report of your legal spouse or your wife to the police station on the basis of adultery provided for in Article 284 of the Criminal Law Act (KUHP), we arrest you with the evidence." The police handcuffed Bayu who stared intently at his wife. Reporters immediately entered the room and photographed everything that could be used as news material. Shelly lowered.
"Sophy! What are you gonna do? Why are you doing this to me?" He walked with the officers while looking emotionally. His eyes seemed to be skinning his wife.
"That's the result of your nervous genitals." Aunt Sofie answered while slapping her husband.
"Take off sir, I'm innocent. I just heard her complaints, that girl wasn't my affair, she was a victim of human trafficking. He just wants to talk from heart to heart." Mr. Bayu tried to escape the snare of the criminal law. In a state of urgency he was momentarily still able to string words.
"Later explained in the office. We carry out the task order"! A policeman clasping his arm calmed down. But shoot after shot camera lens continues to hunt him, including the camera lens of the men who accompany bang Zamy make Shelly talk. Shelly was also taken in by a policewoman. He only complied and instead felt grateful for this arrest, because at least his life was saved from the clutches of the cruel old bandot and he could still return home to feed his special needs sister. He wanted to return home and invite his mother who was in severe stress left his father married again.
There is no need to avenge the injustice of people to ourselves, because karma knows where to return....
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