Doctor Naura

Chapter 70 Pick what is planted

Two hours before the arrival of Bang Fathur to the house of mbak Nindya.

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Nina stopped her footsteps to meet grandfather inside her private room on the second floor. He became hesitant after hearing the voice of grandfather being seriously talking to a woman. Nina made sure with her ears, it was not the voice of grandfather's servant.

“Please do something for me Ezo…. Reply to my buds who have no voice over your behavior first.” The woman's voice was half threatening. Nina put her ears in more focus. It was as if he knew the voice of the woman inside. Nina frowned in confusion. Who would have dared to call grandfather by name only. Rarely does it happen, almost never. Because the grandfather of a former Governor two periods are very respected by the community.

“I told you, there's nothing more I can do to save your son.” Grandpa spoke slowly. Seemed from his tone that he was bored at the request.

“You still have a lot of Ezo connections, get Irwan out of jail, and let him loose somewhere, which is definitely out of Bangka Belitung. I don't want him to enjoy his youth there." The woman persuaded Grandpa.

“How about your husband?” Grandfather sounded to ask.

“Let him rot in jail. The mistake I can't forgive anymore for cheating somehow." The woman answered slowly.

“Hahaha.., you're so funny. You didn't want to be my wife because you loved her so much, now you're gonna let her rot in jail. You sorry?” Grandpa chuckles amusedly. He mocks their own past.

“Genesis with you first, a big mistake Ezo, it's because I let my guard down. You're the one who took advantage of the situation. Changed being a Governor, it's good to puncture there puncture here.” The woman spoke in a very upset tone.

“Why do you want to be stabbed too? Even you enjoy every prick, right?" Grandpa asked scornfully.

“I also don't understand.” Not having a definite answer, the woman just seemed resigned.

“You dropped out at the hospital where was your pregnancy Sof?” Grandpa asked softly. While Nina's chest was pounding even more boiling. He ignored that eavesdropping on people's conversations was a mistake. He felt very familiar with the woman who was in the room with grandfather. Sure enough, Grandpa called him Sof. It means that the woman inside is her biological mother. Sofie's.

“I didn't abort it Ezo.” The woman spoke out loud, there was a triumphant tone in her tone.

“Hah? How is it possible?” Grandpa sounded very surprised. Suddenly something fell from her direction. Perhaps the coffee cup had fallen to the floor by accident.

“If not aborted, means now he has grown up or even married. Maybe he is almost thirty years old? What men are women?” Grandpa asked long. He's really curious. Didn't he ask the woman who was then his personal secretary, so that she aborted her womb after refusing to marry in series. For a moment Grandpa recalled the incident almost thirty years ago, when there was a National Socialization event in Palembang, South Sumatra. Accompanied by an adjutant, three heads of service and 6 regents and a personal secretary, he was indeed pleased with the young women, beautiful and sexy fun to enjoy a cold night in a hotel room in between free time events. Warm up and have fun with his secretary who was still a cheerful young girl, the winner of the first Tourism Princess. They enjoyed three wonderful nights together, until a month later her secretary told her about her pregnancy. She invites Siri to marry, but the girl rejects her and resigns from her job, then is heard getting married a few months later with an ASN, who is, Wahyu Aditama who is now in prison for an affair.

“She has become a beautiful independent girl. I don't know what would happen to him if he found out, you're his biological father. While he is very close to you.” The woman spoke slowly.

“Close to me? Is my suspicion all this time right that...”.

“Iya true. Nina is your biological child. He's one of your semen spills you've been spilling everywhere.” With cynicality the woman spoke. But he seemed relieved after saying a sentence that explained the secret that had been kept from anyone.

“Ni..., Nina? So is Nina really my son?” Grandpa asked.

“I've never done anything other than with you Zo.” The woman's voice answered.

“Astaghfirullah..” Grandfather beristighfar, perhaps regretting his wildness in the past.

“It's too late. You have to accept reality.” Aunt Sofie optimal scoffing.

“This was my fault. And I have accepted his punishment. My days are quiet right now. Lucky there was Dirga who came here.” Grandfather slowly changed the sentence describing his loneliness.

“Dirga? Dirga who?” The woman asked spontaneously.

“Children of savagery of his best friend Erlinda first.” Grandpa answered worriedly.

“He is here?” Aunt Sofie spirit digs for information.

“Iya.”

“And you don't know who his father is?” Aunt Sofie asked with a cynical smile back.

“No. It's all been too long. Let him not know who his father is.” Grandpa answered flatly.

“Entah what he will do if he knows the child of rape*nnnnya first now has been present around.” The woman spoke slowly. Grandpa heard.

“What do you mean?"

“Hai Zo.., I hold all the secrets.”

“What secret?” Grandpa got up from the chair.

While outside the room, Dirga came just home from his notary office. Seeing Nina sneaking around while covering her mouth with tears in her eyes she came closer and made no sound. Nina gave the code for him to listen to Grandpa talk inside. Dirga.

“What secret is Sofie?” Grandpa asked curiously.

“Your album?” Dirga asked in a whisper while pointing towards grandfather's room. Nina simply nodded in affirmation.

“I know for sure who is the friend who has raped* your late daughter first.” With aunt Sofie revealed.

“Who? Why didn't you say it a long time ago?” Grandpa's approaching aunt Sofie.

“Tell you?”

“Iya.”

“Tell your biological child only I'm reluctant.”

“He's the same as you.”

“Who is he?”

“Revelation Aditama, my husband.”

“Hah? You serious?”

“Yes, he himself told me everything. If you don't believe, just prove it with a DNA test.”

“This can't be Sofie..”.

“But that's the fact. Ezooo...”.

“So….? If Nina is my biological child with you, and Dirga is Erlinda and Bayu's biological child, that means Nina is Dirga's aunt. Ah this is impossible.”

“Receive reality.”

“For so long I supported Dirga approaching Nina, now this must not happen. They cannot date let alone marry, they still have blood ties. So all this time Erlinda took care of her own biological sister as a biological child…. Ahhhhhh….! I'm going crazy knowing all this. Go, go.., go you Sofie, I want to calm my heart myself." Grandpa kicked Aunt Sofie out directly.

“I won't leave before you promise to do something for Irwan.” Aunt Sofie still insisted.

“Then let me go.” Grandpa stood up and opened the door. How shocked he was, when he saw Dirga and Nina standing with tears right at the door.

“You guys eavesdropped on our conversation?” Grandfather glared at the two.

“We should have heard more clearly the cake, without having to eavesdrop.” Nina looked at grandfather sharply.

“You?” Aunt Sofie came out of the room, surprised face she could not hide.

“Ma, how evil my mother hid this secret from me. I never thought I would find this reality. I wish this was just my hearing mistake. I really don't want this to happen, even in a dream though I don't want to get the fact that grandfather is my biological father.” Nina turned around, running away leaving aunt Sofie who could only sit down. Nina was crying to her car.

“Nin...” Dirga chases towards Nina's car.

“Don't mind me, even if I'm your aunt.” Nina closed the door, turned the car around quickly and left the mansion which had caused a lot of trouble in her life.

“Do not care about my son. You see that depraved man who raped your mother* first. He's in jail now. Aditama Revelation. If you need to kill him.” Aunt Sofie stood up and followed after Nina, seeing Dirga gawking left behind by Nina, she deliberately heated up the atmosphere. Aunt Sofie who does have a history of manic depressive illness looking for the whereabouts of grandfather after previously whispered into Dirga's ear.

“Ezooo..., where are you? I'm not done with you yet. Take out my son Irwan.” He was clamoring to confuse the servants and guards. Grandpa did not come out again. He hides from the pursuit of Aunt Sofie who finally with heightened emotions, he leaves with a gun that he took in the grandfather's room. He's trying to shoot in the air. All were aghast and tried to get away, avoiding any unwanted events.

“Good, I can use it. Just pull, slide push and dooorrr.., the heads of Naura, Zamy and Nindya who are the cause of my son in prison, if necessary Ram and Miranda will also be penetrated by this bullet. Their families will also run out, so it feels fair to enjoy the chaos of a household like me..” Aunt Sofie, who was frustrated and stressed about her family, left in her sedan car. He was driving at an unstable speed. Sometimes speeding, sometimes slow. Sometimes he sticks his head out just to curry favor with someone he doesn't like.

While waiting at the red light of the mother market he saw from behind, the figure of the bang Zamy was riding a motorcycle with his grandchildren, Annisa his son Irwan and Nindya. He followed. The arrangement of his nerves that began to break a lot can not control themselves anymore perfectly. Bipolar disease has returned. He continued trailing with a distance of at least fifty meters that figure. Then stop, waiting for the right time to aim. He stopped on the left side of the road, because the shade of the sapodilla tree his presence did not look suspicious. He slowly looked for a suitable stopping place. Align with some of the neighboring cars mbak Nindya who parked also on the side of the road. Taking advantage of the moment when they are busy, aunt Sofie photographed them many times.

“Basic doctor pretentious, but behind Naura he even cheated and hugged another woman.” Aunt Sofie starts pulling the coke and moving the sliding cover, the bullet house is still filled with five more seeds, there must be something about the perverted doctor's head. His inner. But due to unfamiliarity, the gun he pointed from earlier to the couple on the terrace, instead shot into the air. Immediately after hearing the sound of gunfire, Papa, bang Fathur and some neighbors immediately came out of the house to watch. Feeling cornered and baffled, aunt Sofie even lowered the car glass trying to shoot the remaining bullets towards the house mbak Nindya. Luckily they went inside and locked the door. Madam Nindya who was very easily scared, hugged bang Fathur tightly behind the door of Annisa's room. Annisa and Aunt Mira sit low in the kitchen inside. While Papa with the anticipation of a motorcycle helmet, trying to record through a glass window towards aunt Sofie who was screaming outside. He's already fired two more bullets into the window wall of Papa's room and Aunt Mira's.

"Hey Zamy, get out! I want to break your head. You pervert, Zamy's out, because of your report my son was imprisoned twenty tahuuun...." Aunt Sofie yells again.

"He knew me wrong. He thinks I'm Zamy." Bang Fathur spoke slowly to the mother of Nindya who was sitting drowning out of fear.

Feeling neglected and after failing to open the front porch and kitchen door, Aunt Sofie peeked out of an open window. He saw that Fathur was crouching trying to hold back Nindya's limp body.

"There's one bullet for you, Zamy. Accept this." Aunt Sofie pointed the gun back.

"Awwwhhh...! Sakiiettt.., set*n you all." Aunt Sofie fell with the rest of the rumble she hadn't had time to fire. His right shoulder started bleeding.

"Mother calm down, cooperate with us, later we will treat mother's wounds. I'm under arrest for doing something that puts someone else's life at risk." A policeman approached. He kicked Aunt Sofie's gun. Two men picked him up and led him into a police car. A police officer came to take a gun as evidence with an ordinary crackle bag. The atmosphere of the house mbak Nindya began to crowded. I almost simultaneously came with the Zamy bang. Aunt Sofie who saw bang Zamy get out of the car frowned.

"Why are there two Zamy's?" He pointed at the face of bang Zamy from close range. His feet tried to crumble. Bang Zamy just dodged the retreat. Then Aunt Sofie turned to look at the Fathur bang who was driving to the police car.

"Why are there two police officers? Am I dreaming.... Hahahahaaa.., there are two Zamy apparently. Which Zamy killed my son Irwan. Where is zamy sir? La la la la..., I have two Zamy.... Zamy is a lot. Zamy's everywhere. Naura is everywhere.... Naura has two. Lalalalal.... Naura and Zamy are crazy...." Aunt Sofie has revealed a mental disorder. The stress is probably already approaching madness.

"Let's go up." The police led him with pity.

"Sir, why is there blood? You hurt?" Aunt Sofie saw blood on the left hand of the policeman who was carrying her on the right.

"Sir police no duaaa.., the police officer also lukaaa, the police officer dress samaaaa...." Aunt Sofie sings happily. Then his mood immediately turned around.

"My child? Where's son? I have kids? I don't have any more children.... I want to have a child? Is my son a cop? Do I have a child?" He cried getting into the car. I tried to approach him who was sitting in the seat of a police car flanked by the police who had taken him.

"Tanteee.., I'll see you later, go first. Hope aunt can be healthy again." I clasped his fingers tightly. My tears are dripping unbearably again

look at the woman who always calls Nora or Dora. His life has been filled with pressure and sadness.

"Who are you? Why are you crying? Don't cry yeah...." He looks confused. Then the police took him away.

"Nora crying cop nangissss...." Aunt Sofie returns to singing clapping her hands, her head shaking left and right just like a new kind of kindergarten kid entering school. He came back cheering. While the police who accompanied him looked at him, and looked at him with pity.

Take a break and quickly return. Because of the chemical compounds that damage brain nerve cells there must be a reason.... Praying five times, doing good and thinking positively will not make you senile or lose control of the brain....

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