Doctor Naura

Chapter 78 Settlement

"Hello sir..., how's it going?" Papa asked kindly and politely to the former Governor of two terms as well as his former in-laws.

"Alhamdulillah. Is everything all right?" Grandpa asked Papa.

"Berez? Whaties? Dirga Treatment?" Papa looks confused.

"Lha Ga? It's been signed yet the files behind his name?" Grandfather asked in wonder to Dirga who was still a little confused.

"Hehe.., I haven't seen Mr. Ram when he got a stab at the cake." With a smile Dirga answered.

"Why could that be?" Grandpa frowned.

"Anu kek, when looking for a house om Ram, I saw there is Nindya in the boutique. I immediately stopped by, I was already smiling from the street, uh Nindyanya does not recognize because Dirga will wear a mask. Well, all you mean to startle Nindy, uh there's even a nosy man who wants to harass her." Dirga explained a few details of the incident.

"Owh.., ladies, you look at it quickly. This is Mr. Ram. Your mother's ex-husband." Grandfather pointed with his thumb towards Papa who was still a little confused.

"What do you mean, sir?" Dad asked grandpa.

"Look Ram, This was originally the Dirga deliberately picked up by the notary subscription of Mr. Anu what is his name.., Hemzz.., Viktor! Yes Viktor." Grandfather explained.

"Yes, continues?" Papa was seriously waiting for grandfather to continue.

"Well he deliberately instigated for Dirga to take all the property of his late mother, all he would help to return on behalf of Dirga he said. But apparently there are how many vacant fields and buildings to buy so when you get married first, it was changed in his own name by the Viktor."

"Whose land is that, sir?" Papa interrupted.

"Which on Mount Muda, empty land that you said would be used as a farm tourist spot, it would be five hectares in the name of Erlinda, uh already on behalf of him all. Well you want to sue that Viktor, and let his name come back on your behalf Ram, all that Erlinda ever took was you return it to you...." Grandpa sat down in a chair near the two of them.

"No need sir. Let's just love Dirga, she's Erlinda's biological child who doesn't even get affection at all." Papa wisely replied.

"Owh doesn't need everything. Some have gone to charitable foundations. There are some assets I have handed over to Dirga. Your house near the RRI tower was already sold and the money I bought shop where Dirga opened a notary office. Half of it back again." Grandpa talk.

"Owh yes then." Papa answered with a nod of his head.

"Then let's stop by the house, sir. Let's have a better conversation...." Papa offered a welcomed nod of the head by Grandpa. Dirga stood by with a triangle-legged stick.

"This is the cure Nindya has redeemed well." Nindya's new brother dropped out of the ojek to make up for the drug to stop their steps.

"This is Nindya, my son before he married Erlinda sir." Papa introduced Nindya to Grandpa. Nindya's mother was embarrassed.

"I've known about them a long time Ram." Grandpa spoke startling Papa.

"I'm sorry. All I did was for Erlinda's happiness, but in fact she also still couldn't really be happy taking the rights of others. How little is the guarantee of abundant treasure if his heart is empty, everything will still feel empty." Grandpa let out a long sigh.

"How do you know them?" Papa asked back.

"I give them the land to garden, but they shall not return to the face before you." Grandpa was honest and imagined the flash of the past.

"I'm sorry Ram." Real grandfather grieves his heart considering the past crimes.

"Everything's happened sir, hopefully we can be useful people in old age." Papa lowered his head and grabbed Nindya's hand towards the car. While Grandpa and Dirga assisted the driver's grandfather to their car. They followed Papa's car to come home.

It did not take long, after nearly five minutes of walking through the alley near the Muhajirin Pangkalpinang mosque, they arrived at Papa's house. Arriving at home, Grandpa headed straight for Aunt Mira who was stunned not expecting to meet again with a Governor who had pressured him to live alone in the forest and do not meet face to face with Papa.

"Mr? Why are you here?" Aunt Mira seemed to be in disbelief seeing the man now present in her rumour yard, approaching her with a smile that was rarely seen when she took office first.

"Yes Mira, I'm sorry. I really didn't expect it to end this way." Grandfather reached out the hand that Aunt Mira greeted with a hint of hesitation.

"The savings book that you once gave me, still exists today. Not a single dollar I use." Aunt Mira speaks seriously.

"Then so?" Grandpa half did not believe it.

"Even I thought when I met you, I'd give it back." Aunt Mira continued her talk.

"No, not Mira, no, please don't give it back. That money must have increased by now. The account is not dead because there is still often a request for confirmation every year from the bank. Just wear it for the sake of your life and family." Grandpa was really begging.

"I can't take it sir. Ever since the father's courier secretly delivered it, I didn't want to take it. But even confused how to return it." Aunt Mira was serious about the account that Kakrk once gave for the purposes of his life.

"Don't Mira, don't give it back. In fact, if possible, replace Erlinda in my lonely life. Replace his presence in the rest of my age Mira. Replace his soul, replace it for the better like you. Replace his life with order and low self-esteem. Suppose I am your father, consider this innocent old man your parents, replace Erlinda, please Miranti...." Grandpa let out his pure tears. How quiet the twilight is getting quieter due to his actions in the past. This is how if love spreads love will reap regret later on. All she saw was Erlinda, and her biological child was Nina. It feels like his life is a mess. Especially when the only child from a legitimate marriage dies. It felt like his life was completely empty. While wife? He does not know if he is alive or dead.

Aunty Mira, Papa and Mbak Nindya look at each other confused. They never thought the life of the number one person in the Bangka Belitung Islands in a period of ten years would be as bad as his heart.

"Let's forget the bad past sir. We rise up to face the future." Papa spoke wisely in the midst of the silence that was created. Grandfather nodded then sipped the sweet tea that had been poured by mbak Nindya. They then continued chatting without realizing that all the files that had been opened by Dirga since coming had not yet been signed by Papa.

Time will turn darkness into light, and time will bring hurt and pain into laughter and happiness. Time sometimes takes sides, but it is often hostile to the hearts and common sense of a few human beings. We just stick it with reason. Want to stand straight to the straight or vacillate in blasphemy.

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In Mentok, Bang Fathur felt his longing for the shy idol, Nindya. He had not been preaching to his future wife for a long time. If you have to wait for the first Nindya mbak news? That's a waste. But because he was still engrossed with the extended family, he tried to resist the longing by taking a deep breath and throwing it away slowly.

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Time shows at two o'clock in the afternoon, the mother has spread the rice stem mat after previously dialasi with thin plastic width. Mumpung again in Mentok we took the time to eat together on the beach. Father also took the time to leave the office and sent Mr. Gultom, a senior mantri who is Pjs aka Acting while in his office. Bang Zamy, Bang Rahman and bang Fathur together brought all the food the mother prepared from home. Bude Marni also composed various foods that have been taken from the car bang Rahman.

"Try yes ma'am we plan at least once every two weeks for events to the beach like this." I spoke to my mother while taking off my sandals and preparing to sit down. Suddenly bang Zamy put the love pillow of Micky Mouse character down my ass. So cushioned.

"Be careful, baby, even in the sand, there are many glass fragments here." He held my left hand while confirming the sitting position. Then put a pillow that he took from the car to my left side, it was a pillow I brought from Pangkalpinang when he went to Mentok this morning.

"If you really every day like this also want to, gather a large family on the beach...." I talked while helping Bude open various menus. Dad already holds a shrimp camper from Toboali which is famous for being delicious in the Bangka Islands. His mouth had already started to sway to compensate for the biting sensation of his clenching and cab sausage. Bang Rahman had already thrown the rope and played his fishing reel with bang Fathur. Seeing the preoccupation of the two brothers bang Zamy also took off his sandals and will meet the two. But he had not been there yet, mother pulled him back to sit near me.

"Don't ignore the old man's words. Can't go fishing while your wife's pregnant." Mother is still commenting.

"Nih mending eat this." Mother gave her a bowl of homemade meatballs, plus a new rib bone. Bang Zamy took the meat again. He started churning to cool the broth. After feeling a bit cold, he even bribed me first. I glanced at my father meaningfully.

"Why? Wanna be fed too? Here's the spoon." Dad teased mom while showing her sausage sambel keplang in front of him. Mom sticking out her tongue.

"Weekk...." Mother keki made dad.

"Try me once in a while like them." I regretted it while smiling.

"It was lewaaaattt...." Dad throws mom with a fallen catapult. Mother replied by throwing the fruit again. While I always open my mouth every time a spoon of bang Zamy comes close to my mouth. I'm a very simple person. This is how comfortable I feel. Bribed husband under the shade of a beachside catapult tree. Sit together with a soft mat and pillow. My eyes slowly began to feel sleepy due to the wind blowing. I closed my mouth because I had yawned a few times.

"Congratulations on deck?" Mother who heard me yawn immediately asked.

"A little bit...." I replied, but my eyes were heavy. Bang Zamy then returned the bowl of meatballs to Bude Marni, then pulled my body and spread it to both thighs that had been covered with pillows.

"Sleep, baby." Bang Zamy stroked my right cheek with the fingers of his right hand. Occasionally his left hand also stroked my stomach that collapsed to the left. I fell asleep in the caress of such an understanding heart. While mom and dad also bude Marni was busy lighting charcoal in the iron waiting we brought from home. Preparation to burn chicken and large fish.

Blue sky with white clouds. Interspersed with the story of a sparrow jumping on the white sand scattered former young coconut hemisphere. Occasionally it was heard passing through several vehicles that turned towards us. Bang Rahman had already raised a gulame fish by two fingers. So happy is he. Even though such a large fish is not comparable to the super-specialty shrimp bait he uses. While the Fathur bang, slightly away and sitting crouching under the catapult tree was about five meters away from us. In his hand he had already made a video call.

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Annisa who had called her mother many times, but did not get a response because she was helping Dirga open some files that must be signed by her father, ran to the living room where her mother was.

"Mom's got a video call." Annisa gave the smartphone that Fathur just bought for him.

"How do you lift it?" Nindya's mother was confused herself.

"Here mbak, look at it, just press a little green phone picture pull to the right." Dirga. Instantly connected. Bang Fathur's face instantly changed for a moment while frowning seeing the faces of the two of them even nearly touching.

"Where's the deck?" Bang Fathur stared at the face of the mother Nindya who was so close to Fathur, apparently his camera using the front camera. Bang Fathur was jealous.

"Hello sir. Father where is it? It's beautiful on the beach, right?" Mbak Nindya chuckled at the background bang Fathur called, he ignored the sour face of his interlocutor.

"Yes on the same beach Dad, Mom, Naura, Zamy, Rahman are all on Mentok."

"Owh father to Mentok ya." Nindya asked innocently.

"Yes son, father again in Mentok." Bang Fathur replied.

"Kok boy?"

"Lha Nindy herself call brother, pak puk so continue." The intonation of Fathur's bang has gone up an octave, plus he saw Mbak Nindya very close to a man. He wanted to go up three octaves.

"Yes sorry bang." Madam Nindya began to wake up. But Fathur's smile has not been as fluffy as usual. His face was still stiff.

"Where else?"

"At home."

"Who's the guy?"

"Dirga."

"Who is Dirga?"

"That's what Nindy did when she was kidnapped..."

"Huh? Nindy still meets her a lot?"

"Not really bang."

"Lha kept thinking so close together."

Brother, Ih, I was quick to guess, because brother Fathur mah is rather nimble people, play nyosooorr only if it has been deket mbak Nindy. Dirga is also called Kali....

"She's taught me how to open the phone." Nindya Ma'am replied.

"And I taught you after I bought..."

"It was never held again. Afraid of being damaged if one of the pitchers." Madam Nindya spoke innocently. While bang Fathur held back a smile. He can breathe a sigh of relief.

"Aren't you doing anything with him?"

"Yes digituin, that's why he came here."

"Huh? What about Nindy?" Bang Fathur sewot heard Nindya's reply.

"Yes helped, he will help Nindy, there was a nosy gerapa gerepe want to try clothes for his wife, you know want to harass. Lucky for Dirga again, he helped but he got a knife-piercing." Nindy explained.

"Why don't you tell my brother Nin. How did the guy meet?"

"He was taken to the police, he wanted to run, speed, hit the head of a car, and people suspected when ransacking his body was feared drunk, there was a knife still bleeding." Mbak Nindya told the chronological story of the arrest of the perpetrator who wanted to harass him. He heard the story from the person who contracted Papa's shop next to his rukonya.

"Oh Allah Nindy, next time you have a problem, please contact your brother, this brother is your future husband." Bang Fathur was screaming loudly talking on the beach. His voice was carried by the wind. Madam Nindya just nodded with a smile. Bang Fathur then turned off Video's connection, his heart throbbing longing for a face so innocent and innocent he wanted her to meet him immediately, and gave a yearning also to the woman who had stolen his heart, completely. The sky was getting blue, even becoming three different colors. Light blue, slightly dark blue and bottom greenish blue. Bang Fathur came back near us and told us everything.

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