Doctor Naura

Chapter 85 The Bloodless Pain

Returning from the UBB campus without face to face with students, just completing administration, online attendance and chatting briefly with some lecturers and staff, bang Fathur headed to the parking lot. He opened his new car from two meters away. A Honda CRV 1.5L Turbo Prestige for 543.7 million rupiah black, with the permission of his mother and father he bought it from the sale of property in Jogya.

"Sir Fathur!" A voice called out to him from behind. Suddenly bang Fathur looked. He saw a forty-one-year-old old girl calling out to him with a fluffy smile.

"Yes to Nur?" Bang Fathur replied and turned friendly.

"Don't call Nur dong Thur, just call Betty.... Betty's. Okay...." The beautiful girl and the judges spoke before her. Obviously her name was Nurbaetty, and she asked to be called Betty.

They are at least about forty inches away. Bang Fathur took a step back, avoiding the smell of shampoo from his shoulder-length hair, bangless hair painted orange-orange.

"You're going home, right?" Betty pretentiously asked. He was an administrative officer at Bangka Belitung University, a Bachelor of Governmental Science.

"Yes." Yeah." Bang Fathur nodded.

"My house is sheltered, my car from yesterday in the Workshop, the shockbreaker is about to be replaced, I can ride the Thur?" Ms. Betty pointed while approaching the smooth car. The plate is not there yet, still locis like in the showroom yesterday. His mouth rattled in awe at the sincerity of Fathur's bang car.

"Eehmm.., may ma'am, please." Once in doubt, but because of his condolences and Betty's mother has helped him a lot in campus because he moved from Jogya, bang Fathur invited the old girl up. Though in his heart he wants Miss Nindya, Annisa or the first mother to ride after yesterday he took me and bang Zamy walked around the city of Pangkalpinang, test drive.

"Please ma'am..," Bang Fathur lowered the left glass and invited Betty's bu to open the door, but it was a pity that Fathur was sitting in the steering wheel. Betty opened the door and sat in front, to the left of Fathur's bang. Some lecturers who happened to see even had time to take pictures. They think they must have both been together, meaning dating. Bang Fathur came out of the campus area, wanted to go home quickly and take Nindya to his new car. How many days had he held back from meeting his fiancee. He could no longer bear the longing that had thrashed. Despite promising not to touch her, Bang Fathur wanted to just stare at her motherly gentle face.

Cars drove into the highway leading to Pangkalpinang because the UBB campus was located about half an hour from the direction of the city.

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"Thur, why don't you get WA back from me anyway?" On the way Betty asked and gazed towards the Fathur bang.

"Which one?" Bang Fathur asked.

"Here I WA night-night, nanyain SK Academic Department of the Government of your time in Jogja...." Betty replied while continuing to stare at the Fathur bang who was just focusing on driving.

"Owh is my mother's number. Because I feel attached, I just wait for the campus break to search again in my file. You see, I'm sure I've attached the SK." Bang Fathur smiled slightly. He doesn't look guilty. Betty just quietly sighed.

"Save ya it's my number." In the uneasiness of feeling that Bang Fathur was not so enthusiastic in answering him, Betty finally kept quiet. But the responsibility of wanting to get his idol, he even did unethical. Slowly she pulled her skirt slightly upwards, progressively revealing the smooth white of the right thigh. But bang Fathur did not look at it one bit. At moderate speed he was driving and occasionally followed the strains of songs from music that was playing. Time slowly went by noon. Bang Fathur started to drive his car faster.

"Slow down dong Thur, go where the hell in a hurry." Betty who felt so precious time with the cool widower was disturbed. He wanted the car to run slowly so that he could stay longer with Bang Fathur. But the opposite, seeing the gelagat is not good from colleagues on the campus, bang Fathur wanted to quickly arrive to deliver him. There was not the least bit of passion and comfort when the girl next to him was riding. Just because it felt bad to just refuse, he was forced to raise it. While on campus, some of his colleagues have shown Whatapp photos of the two of them before boarding the car. Bang Fathur was not aware of that at all.

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Bang Fathur let out a long sigh, relieved to feel when he entered the city gate of Pangkalpinang. It means he'll drop off the passenger next to him soon. Passengers who make it uncomfortable.

"We've arrived at Selindung ma'am, where's mom's house?" Bang Fathur asked. Betty took down her skirt that she had exposed and didn't sell.

"Near the Corn alley ya Thur, the village of Madura." Finished polishing the red lipstick her heart Betty answered. He was repeatedly seen wetting his lips with his tongue. Looks like it was just a ploy to have bang Fathur tempted.

"This is where the house is, we're near the mosque of the Corn alley." Bang Fathur asked again. Betty wet her lips again with her tongue. Bang Fathur threw away his face.

"Front again a little Thur, Kampung Madura. Just drop by for a second. There's no one at home anymore, so you don't have to be like that to me." Betty offered expectantly. But Bang Fathur smiled sweetly in reply.

"Thank you ma'am, I'm in a hurry."

"Kok suddenly move the guest table?" With raised eyebrows, Fathur asked.

"Yes, it disturbs the road so much the table. Help me out for a second...." Betty's still seducing. Bang Fathur smiled a little cynical and funny.

"We're near Mak Nosh bu's shop, which mom's house?" Bang Fathur was already somewhat holding back. He let out a heavy sigh and ignored Betty's pleas.

"Astaghfirullah Thur, has passed fifty meters more, kepalang responsibility please anter to the vegetable stall in front yes, but later delivered again dong Thur."

"I want to meet someone I miss dearly. My mother just take me to the vegetable stall, later the mother walk will be close." Bang Fathur cutting. He misses Nindya so much that he does not want his time wasted with strange strangers and tries to tease her.

"O Allah sir, as if there were people who were missed. Didn't you get divorced?" Betty asked half-cornered. A little surprised to hear it but bang Fathur tried to stay calm.

"The old divorcee ma'am, the one I miss is my new boyfriend."

"What's? Do you have a new lover? Really true?" Displeased, Betty asked. It seemed true that his face was not liking.

"Yes dong, a cool widower like me has a hard time moving on...." Bang Fathur was relieved to speak. Betty immediately bit her left thumb hard.

"Have already stopped, get off here. This is in front of myurnya's shop." Betty spoke quickly. Bang Fathur stopped his car just in front of an NMax motorbike with a left-right rattan basket splitting the seat at the back. There are plenty of vegetables in it. While Betty's mom seemed to have trouble opening the door that was not locked.

"It's so hard Thor, please open dong just once." Betty seems to want to bang Fathur open the door. Heartily losing half of his sincerity, bang Fathur got off the steering wheel, opening the door for Betty who instantly deliberately rolled her left leg in order to pretend she had fallen and needed a grip. Once paddled, the two three islands were surpassed, holding back the pretense of falling, Betty with her left hand clung to the neck of bang Fathur, and kissed the right cheek of the cool widower for a moment. Lip stains were attached on Bang Fathur's cheeks which immediately lowered Betty in annoyance. He let go of the old girl's embrace with a bit of roughness.

"Thank you Thur..bye bye.., emmmuachhh...." With her hands Betty waved and kiss bye ria. An annoyed Bang Fathur got back into the car and slowly drove towards Nindya's house, his longing and uneasiness wanting to meet without even realizing from a distance of five meters under the zinc of the vegetable stall earlier, a woman shed tears. Her heart ached, sad, torn, and low, staring at the clothes she wore alternately after the luxurious blezer short skirt worn by the woman who had just got off the car her fiance drove.

"Nin everything two hundred and sixty seven thousand five hundred with Pakchoy mustard sekilo ya." The shop owner's mother gave money to the mother Nindy who was still staring in admiration at Betty's mother.

"You know Betty Nin? Hello?"

"Oh yes, ma'am."

"Do you know Betty's mom?" The shop owner asked.

"Who's Betty?"

"That's what you've been glaring about all that time. She's still a girl you know, ASN's Section of Governance at UBB ."

"Owh." The more throbbing heart mbak Nindy felt sore to the depths. It's not wrong anymore. Maybe because he was crying when Fathur was invited to do something in the garden, he left me. Inwardly, her tears fell on her cheeks.

"Eh Nindy is crying?" The owner of the vegetable shop asked in wonder.

"Who's crying, ma'am? No really, wong is just 'blown' dust." Madam Nindya rubbed her eyes. He took the unused sack of pineapple, said goodbye, pocketed the money he held earlier and then headed to the motor and soon passed. His dashing motor, looking so imperfect brought his heart torn apart. Sometimes he was whining left or right, even several times he almost collided, his tears condensed, it did not bleed, but his heart felt so hurt.

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(connecting...,).