Doctor Naura

Chapter 77 The Remains of Secrets

Bang Rahman came home from taking Vioni to Tanjung Kalian Port. According to the departure information of the ship that was boarded by Mr. Vio in one hour.

"Have you been delivered?" Bang Fathur immediately asked bang Rahman. He waits at the door when he finds out Rahman's car is coming.

"No, I threw it into the abyss."

"Ah you...."

"Why not bring your own?" Bang Rahman asked.

"Fear of mewek? Haha...." He continued.

"Well, why, is your brother the type of guy?" Bang Fathur punched bang Rahman on the shoulder.

"Dek, Nauraaa..," Bang Rahman called out to me who was in the room. I'm out soon followed by bang Zamy.

"Home home? How about Vio? Already diraner?" I flung it with questions.

"Already dong. Fate, I continue to be the target of such things." Bang Rahman pretended to complain.

"You're healthy Bee? How many months of your pregnancy have you been?" Bang Rahman sat down while rubbing my hair which was still a bit messy.

"Six months out of bang."

"Have you seen the gender?"

"Already, woman."

"Wuuuaahhhh glad you heard the news." Bang Rahman turned to the mother who was sitting next to me. He even threw out bang Zamy to stay away.

"Yes dong. You hurry up and say who that is who your high school teacher brought here." Mom spoke while patting Rahman's right shoulder from behind me.

"What's? Rahman's been around girls again?" Bang Zamy asked.

"Yes that night he brought it here."

"Aren't you pretty?" Bang Fathur asked.

"Hemzzz.., be beautiful, but no one is as beautiful as my daughter Naura." Mom spoke while stroking my hair. I feel the happiness that my foster mother and my caring in-laws truly love.

"Reg...." Bang Zamy replied looking at me.

"Nindya looks like you Bee.., if she's groomed, lose your beauty." Bang Fathur did not want to lose showing off his future wife. I just flicked my mouth pretending to disagree.

"Halaahhh.., used to say Vioku was everything, Vioku was the prettiest, Viola was the best." Bang Rahman teases bang Fathur.

"Yes right indeed. They are indeed the prettiest, the best, the dearest, the beloved at different times...." Bang Fathur replied casually wise-ass. It seems very pitying if he actually saw his ex-wife go alone without success. But what to say, the rice has become porridge, his heart is now filled with other women. Women who do not seem to be demanding and just appear as they are. No need for excessive grooming. Farm and survive as best you can.

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Meanwhile, Dirga sat with bandaged thighs. He's wearing a sarong, who doesn't have it. Trudgingly he walked out of the puskesmas. He's been allowed to go home. Just need wound control for three more days.

"To my house, son." Papa offered to Dirga who seemed to be waiting for someone.

"No need sir, I have someone to pick up later."

"Your motor how? Said you brought the bike?"

"It's been taken by the driver's grandfather sir."

"Owh Father didn't even see them take the key from you."

"Owh so." Papa then shut up. He also sat near Dirga waiting in a long chair made of hollowed-out stainles of occupied parts and backrests. While the puskesmas were not crowded, Dirga freely raised his injured right leg on the chair. There are only a few officers who appear to be back and forth carrying files.

"Owh yeah, that time in the treatment room you said your mom was dead and your dad was in prison, who do you live with now?" Papa asked again.

"The same grandfather sir. Grandpa was alone at home too. Pas accompanied her lonely. Hehe" Dirga chuckled while enduring the wound on her thigh.

"Owh is. You're so good to hear Nindy's story, your parents must have educated you well, son." Papa patted Dirga's left shoulder.

"No sir. I never felt the upbringing of my parents. I was born in an orphanage to my mother. After giving birth, she left without defending me."

"Why can that be?" Papa was shocked to hear that.

"When was your father in prison?" Papa was curious as it seemed. Dirga laughed a little.

"I even just met and saw Mom's face the day she walked into the burrow."

"Astaghfirullah...." Papa was surprised to hear that. How could that happen, he said.

"Yes, and I also just this month know who my biological father is sir. Here sir." Dirga brought her mouth closer to Papa's right ear.

"Say I'm a child of perkos@an irresponsible depraved man." He returned away after whispering. The two administrative officers of the puskesmas in front of their left glanced at the confusion. Yet they kept smiling kindly meaki a little suspicious seeing them whispering.

"Astaghfirullah...." Papa was surprised. He held his chest suddenly.

"Pity you too yes, your story is somewhat similar to my son Nindya. The difference is I did not force his mother first, we already do it on the basis of liking. But I was tempted by another woman and left the boyfriend without knowing that my girlfriend was pregnant and she went away with all the wounds alone While I instead enjoyed the beauty of marrying a Governor's son time that's." Papa showed his sad face while telling a story. Her tears re-energized to remember her tortuous life story.

"Would you marry the Governor's son? Didn't she know you had a boyfriend?" Dirga narrowed his eyes while waiting for an answer.

"Yes. He's an only child. But his once excellent attitude slowly began to change. He's very selfish. I have a daughter with him. But we got divorced after so much fuss he did. Even with his own children, he often quarrels. They often cause problems. Sometimes you feel sorry for Naura...,"

"Naura? Doctor Naura?" Doctor Naura mean Father?" Dirga was willing to stand up because he was very excited. But because of his legs he sat back down and grimaced with pain.

"Yes, he's my son with Erlinda."

"So?"

"Why?"

"This father is mother's husband?"

"What's? Husband's mother?"

"This is not wrong anymore. True said grandfather, that the mother's husband did not even know that before marrying him, the mother already had me, the man who attended because of a compulsion...."

"you mean? You are also Erlinda's child from the results you mentioned earlier?"

"Yes. Exactly right sir."

"It's not possible. He didn't even say it wrong once." Papa was stunned for a moment. He was still undecided about a bit of his late wife's past.

"Or maybe we're talking about different people." Papa looked at Dirga who returned a sweet smile.

"It could be sir. Owh it's grandpa's coming." Dirga pointed at all the luxury cars and passengers who got off. Instantly, papa saw grandfather walking closer to him. Grandpa also saw Papa. They stared at each other for a few minutes, then shook hands. Papa looked down reverently. In his heart he said that he and Dirga were talking about the same person.

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