Doctor Naura

Chapter 76 Farewell and Meeting

"Idakn't think that's real, brother. Time because of trivial things you really divorced adek, it is not possible nian kaaakkk...” Vioni's mother sits on the terrace right in front of the standing Fathur bang.

“This is the original Vio, how many times your trial was absent, and now everything has happened. Accept everything that happens, because everything happens as a result of you too.” Bang Fathur spoke firmly.

“Please brother, don't miss this brother, I can't afford to divorce my sister. Please...” (Please brother, don't be like this brother, I really can't afford to divorce with brother, please.) Vioni's sister is still sitting on the side terrace floor. Bang Fathur was already sitting on a chair with a flushed face restraining his emotions.

“Vio..., somehow your brain shape is at the moment, you are a lecturer, but I am confused by your way of mind. Why is your attitude still the same as before. How could you have come here leaving my son there. Where's your brain you taro?” With irregular breath bang Fathur slightly softened his intonation. But the language is still a little spicy.

“Dio safe samo neneknyo.” Ma'am Vioni answered briefly.

“Iya safe anyway safe. But don't have your brains here. Didn't the divorce papers have been sent to your parents' home address...? Please have a little shame. Don't interrupt my life again. After knocking the hammer, you and I are strangers. You please want to marry again, I will get married soon..” Holding his breath so as not to overflow his anger, bang Fathur spoke again.

“With the girl you said you married tu ye first..?” Ma'am Vio asked with a hint of cynicism.

“True. I already proposed to him.” Relax bang Fathur replied.

"Apo dio kerjo?" Vio's mother looked at Fathur again. But bang Fathur even threw his face to the left garage.

“Ordinary farmer but I like him a lot. Oh yes get ready Vio, Zamy will take you to the Port of Tanjung Kalian, and no longer come to this house, also go from our lives, forever. Bang Zamy who heard it from the dining room instantly choked.

Anter himself why? How do you involve me?

Bang Zamy cursed in his heart. He then walked into the living room. My mother and I smiled and greeted him.

“Yes Allah naaakkk. Pipi already kayak bakpao.” Mom pinches cheeks bang zamy. I giggled to hear it.

“That's the cheek of the bakpao, her beloved mother.” Bang Zamy pointed towards me with his lips.

“Darning dongg..., Naura is indeed pregnant if she is slim while pregnant that needs to be suspected...” My mother answered to defend me. I was lurking towards bang Zamy who seemed to be shrugging both shoulders by playing his lips.

“Owh yes, we eat yuk, mother has cooked a special menu for mother's beloved.” Mom spoke while holding my left arm.

“What's the cooking bu?” I can't help but ask what the food is talking about.

“Asam spicy fish eggs Gutter-gutters..” Mother replied.

“Mantaaappp...” Bang Zamy sat next to me. Mom went back to the kitchen to prepare our meal. His eyes occasionally glanced towards the Fathur bang and Vioni's mother who was still dormant. Bang Fathur was angry, but the recesses of his heart still felt very sorry to see the adoration of his heart a few years ago. And at this moment, he really couldn't take it anymore.

“This take, in this account there are two hundred and fifty million, the pin is still 123456, I have sold both cars and houses in Jogja. Use some of it for school Royyan..” Bang Fathur opened his wallet and gave an ATM of BUMN bank to mbak Vio who was still sobbing crying.

“I'm not here to mintak money kak.” Still sobbing, Vio cried. But his hand received a blue account mixed with gold.

“Have it, just take it and go home. Zamy will be transferred to the port. By sea only so it is not long.”

“No need to deliver, I pacak message gojek.” Vio slowly got up.

“Do not, in foreign places too dangerous ride gojek. Get ready, Zamy will be able to drive you.” Bang Fathur's voice softened.

“Ngapo idak kak Fathur bae who ngenter? Apo you still ado raso with me ye?” With his confidence level not dropping yet, Vio asked expectantly.

“Have gone.” Bang Fathur ignored.

“Zamyyy....!!!” He picked up bang Zamy for a moment.

“Each boss....!” Bang Zamy came in a hurry.

“Bos bus boss, please anterin Vio to Port briefly, directly buy VIP.” ticket In the style of boss bang Fathur ruled.

“OK boss...” Bang Zamy went inside the living room, took back the car keys. While Vio went in and took his bag. For a moment he said goodbye and apologized to my mother while crying. I approached to shake hands, but still he refused. It was even bang Zamy who welcomed my broken hand. Mother even smiled at the act of bang Zamy who even kissed my hand after being ignored mbak vio.

Just now bang Zamy want to pull out the car, suddenly bang Rahman came with his Hilux car. Bang Zamy immediately got out of his car and met bang Rahman.

“Eh do not turn off the engine of the car, you are told to deliver mbak Vio...” Bang Zamy lied to talk to bang Rahman who only grinned the horse.

“Basic ok. It must be the ka that was asked, but ngape my pace is the nak e...” (Basic yes. You must be the one who was asked, but why did I know.) Bang Rahman turned the car around and got off for a moment. He opened the car door when Vioni was close. Vioni's mother did not say goodbye at all to the Fathur bang who even went into the bathroom, she held a piss already from the Simpang Teritip sub-district earlier. Not long after that bang Rahman went to bring a bully who was instantly silent given an ATM containing money. Still nothing has changed. Money for him number one.

*****

Bang Zamy accidentally waited for Fathur bang to come out of the back bathroom.

“Hiyaaaa..., he said he did not love anymore wooo..., but kok nangis left go wooo....?” Bang Zamy tease.

“Where there are crying brothers, people just pee.” Bang Fathur.

“Halaaahhh.., ma..., Bee..., look at bang Fathur already swollen eyes out crying over the departure of mbak Vio, hahaha..” Bang Zamy called out to us in a loud voice.

“Plak” Instantly landed a foot kick into the butt of bang Zamy. Bang Fathur gregetan. Bang Zamy ran dodging and hugged the mother from behind.

“Ah don't disturb each other. Come eat.” Mom pulled the chairs back. We stood up immediately. As much as Nindya, at that moment our stomach felt rumbling.

“So actually your ex wants to reverse what you want money anyway bro?” Bang Zamy stared at Bang Fathur who started scooping the sweet sour broth of fish eggs.

“Entahlah.., lest later come again...” Mom chiming.

“Abang call the police if he comes again.” Bang Fathur spoke in annoyance.

“Naura, here to sit near mom, time to sit near that nosy guy keepsss...” Mom pulled me near the chair to the right of her seat.

“He really can't get away from me mom, this charm of mine makes Naura crazy.” Bang Zamy with his pointy chin back teased me.

“Halaaahhh.., pretty ass.” I sneered at him, while he just smiled broadly at his neat teeth. We began to enjoy the menu of mother's cooking, vegetable land kates mengkal mix long beans and catu leaves, sambel belacan, salted fish and sour spicy fish eggs. So delicious this blend. Makes me even more greedy.

“Dek, already looks yet?” My mother suddenly asked me about my pregnancy.

“What?” Pretending I don't understand, I laugh.

“Si baby grandpa candidate. Male what female....?” Mom's staring. Me and bang Zamy are full of mystery.

“Mother just say, want a boy what a girl?” Bang Zamy stylishly asked mom.

“Halah, kind of tau je bebikin ape puan.” (Even..., as it could be for a man or a woman.”) Mom scoffs at the smiling Zamy bang.

“If told to choose a mother want a granddaughter what is a boy?” Bang Zamy is not satisfied with teasing mom.

“Hemzzz..., men already have Oyyan. Hope this one's a girl.” My mother looked at me expectantly.

“Really?” The mother's eyes were thickened which made her neck veins bulge bluish.

“Iya, just also last night we USG.” Bang Zamy added.

“Really? Girls....?” Still can't believe I'm back to repeating the question.

“Iya, God willing..” I answered.

“Alhamdulillah o Allah..” She stood with her right hand still full of rice. He hugged me from behind. Kissing my cheeks many times.

“Hemzzz..., just be aware later if the grandpa can walk and mecahin beautiful ceramics there, do not scream..” Bang Fathur chimed in while his left hand pointed towards the beautiful ceramics of the mother neatly arranged in a large closet of the family room.

“Ah easy, mama papanya can replace it with a new one.” My mother smiled and replied.

“Mami Papi bu Bang Zamy protest.

“Halaaaahhh.., different a doang want to protest you baaang-baaang...” Mom shook her head. While I'm getting more and more engrossed in eating. Even mom had added rice to my plate back.

“Already ma'am, don't add the rice, he has to reduce the rice. See it's been kayaking...”

“What's it like?” I cut off the talk of bang Zamy while showing my fist that looked a bit like a boxer.

“Kayaaakkk.., “.

“What's it like?” I challenged him.

“Neither, fear of boxing.” Bang Zamy resumed his meal.

“Ih..., you guys are still like you used to be.” Mom nags a little while carrying the dirty dishes she ate.

*****

Meanwhile, at a boutique on a row of streets near the National Building, a man walked into the boutique wearing a hat.

"Search what bang? Come inside." Ma'am Nindya was kindly welcomed.

"Find the robe for my wife. He was as tall as Mbak. The man in the hat was holding onto Nindya's shoulder. Ms. Nindya stayed away because she felt bad. The man then took some gamis and brought it near the mbak Nindya near the cashier table that he used to sit on. While in the right corner, another man wearing a mask glanced less well than visitors who just entered.

"How much is this?" The man in the hat asked while raising the robe with his hangers.

"That's two hundred and fifty-one sets with her hijab bang." Nindya Ma'am replied. And the man kindly approached Nindya.

"Can't this be tried a little mbak." The man asked again.

"Can." After hesitating, Nindya answered. Then the man tried to remove the clothes to the body mbak Nindya. When near the breast mbak Nindya he deliberately slightly pressed his hand. Madam Nindya immediately moved away again. His face began to appear red.

"Sorry, get out of here before I yell because you want to harass me." Nindya's mother threw away the man in the hat she felt was disrespectful.

"Heiii.., do not carelessly talk to you huh. Who's the one with the taste of a village face like you. Just been a boutique waitress...." The man threw to the floor some of the gamis he had been holding.

"Plac! Plaque" Two slaps suddenly landed on his cheek opposite.

"Who are you set^n? What's your business, huh?" The man in the hat was angry for a moment. He tried to hit the person who harassed him, but the man in front of him was too tall for him who was a little stunting.

"Hurry up and grab the robe on that floor, love it properly!"

"Hey anj!ng, if I don't want what are you gonna do?" Suddenly the man in the hat picked up a folding knife on his left waist, thrusting it into his left thigh by pulling it with all his might. Then he ran away from the boutique. While the tall man who was hit by the stab earlier, immediately sat down.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh...." Blood began to flow on the boutique floor from the man's thigh. Frightened Sister Nindya immediately ran to her home not far from the boutique. He calls Papa, who takes the car and flees the boutique visitor who helped his son from the abuse.

"Nin, close the button and follow me." Papa spoke to mbak Nindya.

"Where will he take him? Nindya doesn't know the way."

"Then quickly close the boutique and say goodbye to your mother. I'm waiting here." Papa spoke to the mother Nindya who immediately did what Papa said. Shortly after, he returned and sat in the car with the injured man.

"Just open it in the mask if it's narrow breathing." Papa suggested to the wounded man.

"Mother Nindya." The man called.

"Huh? You know my son?" Papa was shocked and stared into the middle rearview.

"Yes I met him once." The man lowered his mask to his chin. He saw his pale face. While the blood on the thighs is still pouring heavily.

"The Dirga? You've been in my shop since?" Madam Nindya developed her smile.

"Yes, ma'am." Dirga answered slowly.

Papa stopped the car immediately, and retreated for a moment, then turned to the left.

"Where are we going sir?" Nindya asked.

"Dad just remembered behind this is a big Puskesmas.

"All right, thank you sir." Dirga answered while enduring the pain.

"Thank you for helping me a second time." Nindy's mother spoke softly. His smile was back up.

"Two times?" Papa asked while looking in the rearview again.

"Yes yeah. This is Dirga who used to help Nindy when she was kidnapped by Bayu's men." Nindya explained. Moments later, Papa stopped the car and reached out to the back.

"Thank you for your help first." Papa did not mince words, he sincerely thanked him.

Yes sir, but please kind of quickly drive it, I'm getting dizzy sir." Dirga pressed his forehead which began to twitch.

"Yes yes." Papa then drove the car quickly. While Dirga grimaced with the pain in his wound that began to feel a little bitter cold with the body getting weaker. Three minutes later Papa lowered Dirga and held her in the back. Either the power from where suddenly Papa's body is so lightly holding Dirga whose body is even higher than him. While Mbak Nindya is confused to come or not. Because Papa left the car in a state of the engine is still alive and he can only close the door without being able to turn off the car engine let alone move the parking position.

*****

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