Doctor Naura

Chapter 90 Owh Bang Fathur

Annisa is done with her pretty nightgown. He then went out and greeted Dad.

"Hi beautiful...., grandfather forgot what his name is cu?" greet Father as Annisa greets him. Dad brushed the pretty little girl's hair.

"Annisa cake." replied Nisa politely. Then he bailed towards the Fathur bang in the living room who directed a hand to call out to him.

*****

Nindya is out. He was momentarily confused as to where to go. But with bismillah he went to the family room and found the father who sat watching television after bathing, alone.

"Assalamualaikum sir," said Ms. Nindy to father. He kissed the friendly hand of his future father-in-law.

"Waalaikumsalam son, it's been a long time?" Papa asked friendly.

"It's been a while sir." with a smile Nindya replied.

"How was the trip, son? Why didn't Fathur bring his car? She likes it

speeding from a long time ago, ever since he was in high school." Papa asked.

"Be careful sir." Madam Nindya replied with a smile. While chatting for a moment with my father, Nindya caught a glimpse of me busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. He immediately paid his respects to father and headed towards mother in the kitchen.

"Oh, what can Nindy help you with?" Madam Nindya approached the mother with a friendly smile.

"Sit down, kid, just sit down, everybody's almost ready. Oh yes it's on the side porch there Afni sitting, acquaintance with him, you will be family later." I spoke while looking at Nindya. A moment of amazement and admiration.

"You are so beautiful Nindya, your face is so similar to Naura." I shook my head in disbelief.

"Oh ma'am, may the eyes of the mother be healthy. People who say Nindy is beautiful are usually near farsighted." while smiling sweetly, Madam Nindya joked a little.

"Can we? You're good at joking too apparently, baby." Mother spoke while lifting a large grilled gourami fish. He put it on a large square ceramic plate. A blink of an eye mbak Nindy caught the busyness of the mother. He saw a shabby tissue box open on the kitchen table and it was not yet filled. Next to him was a large box of unopened tissue. Then without being commanded, Nindya began to move deftly. He filled up the tissue box and placed it on the dining table. Also seen by him sauteed ampla, shrimp, petai and pineapple are still perched in the cauldron on the stove.

"Oh, can Nindya fill the bowl with vegetables in this cauldron?" the question is gentle to mom. Mom spontaneously looked and smiled.

"By my dear, thank you. It was there where the ceramic bowl was white, fill it there yes." said Mother who was very happy to be helped. He pointed with his right thumb towards the bottom left kitchen set drawer. In his heart a little comparison, if Afni was told to sit down yes sit directly. But if Nindya is told to sit down, still glance at the help she can do. Naturally, Afni was still young in age, while Nindya was already the same age as Fathur.

"Mom, hehe, which one's my mom's dinner plate in the drawer? It's gonna get kicked out, isn't it?" mbak Nindya asked again to the mother who was busy slicing cucumbers and cabbage for food. Madam Nindya stood tall in front of the luxurious kitchen set.

"That kid, in the leftmost wide drawer." Mom showed me the place. Nindy then took seven beautiful ceramic dinner plates. He put the seven dishes on the table. Then he saw the magicom plug cable had been removed, slowly he opened it and saw the rice was still flat untouched in it. He then glanced towards the four-door cupboard at the end of the kitchen, right on the West wall, where the various types and shapes of mother tupperware were neatly arranged.

"Mom, can Nindy's rice be put into a taperwer container?" ask him to the future-in-law.

"Absolutely, choose son, take it yourself in his closet." Mother replied while pointing towards the closet that became the object of Nindya's gaze. Mother continued to stare tomato sauce in a brownish wood stew. While Mbak Nindya walked to the cupboard in question, then chose the largest green blossom for rice containers. Finished in it, he also put it on the dining table, arranged in such a way. Meanwhile, the beautiful girl was still busy on the terrace chair with a mobile phone in hand.

*****

After feeling that everything was finished, Nindy began to wipe the ceramic table where the mother cooked before. Until back the table became clean and neat like new again.

"No!!!" Madam Nindya who was arranging the glass was surprised by a teak in the head. Bang Fathur passed by carrying a birdcage containing a pair of red-beaked yellowish green bird love and an orange in his left hand.

"Iiihhh..," with a slight grumbling Mbak Nindya staring at the sturdy back that passed towards the side porch, he hung the bird cage not far from the position Afni was sitting in accompanied by bang Rahman. Not long after that he passed by again and poked Nindya's right shoulder from behind while whistling a little. Mbak Nindya turned to face bang Fathur who just passed like he did nothing. Mbak Nindya's mouth immediately snarled towards the man who had several times touched his lips with him. The mother, who was silently staring at her firstborn child's innocence at the future wife, shook her head in a knot.

"You'll often get the messiness of Nin.." said the mother later. Madam Nindya approached towards mother.

"She's really nosy from dulaukah ma'am?" ask Mama Nindya later.

"That's how...." Mom smiled back. Same with Nindy. His smile also expands, he even more admires the handsome lecturer.

*****

Not waiting long, the hands of Mommy Nindya who trained from childhood so deftly help mother. Mom was amazed to see everything. Instead of being as humiliating as the fear in the widow giving one child, the mother even seemed to admire the figure of a woman who was full of life in her childhood.

"Let's eat!" Mother screamed a little to call the whole family. And not for two minutes, all of them were at the dinner table.

"Usually we have to wait about thirty minutes more for his dinner readiness. It's only been ten minutes and everything is ready? Your mother's making progress now." I tell my mom before I sit in the chair. Though he knows exactly that the deft help is mbak Nindya.

"Alhamdulillah there's Nindya helping yah." I answered father's statement. After a moment of looking down, there was a sense of urgency approaching. Regret that he did not help my mother in the kitchen.

"Also there's a problem of being a warm-up mom moving faster." Mom quickly read the atmosphere. Then she smiled. Then they started to enjoy the dishes. Both father, mother, and bang Fathur, all took turns giving grilled gurami meat to Annisa who ate it with ravenousness. Not many words said, they quietly enjoyed family dinner. Half an hour later, the dishes on the table were gone. All that was left was the head and the hard middle bones of those big fish. Father, Bang Fathur, Bang Rahman brought their dishes to the sink while washing their hands with soap to remove the fishy smell. Put the dishes into the sink. He then placed the phone in his left hand onto the stove next to the sink, then rolled up his sleeves.

"Eh uh uh let it go, tomorrow there's Bude Marni who will help clean up." I prevented you from washing dishes. And so too according to. He then followed the mother's instructions to just rest in the family room with the others after finishing washing hands. He sat on the sofa right next to Rahman's bang.

I finished eating and washed my hands after putting dirty dishes in the sink. While Mbak Nindya directly piled up the remnants of dirty tools on the table, bringing it slowly to the sink. And after she was done helping Annisa wash her hands, she flicked her sleeves up and went back to picking up over and over all the dirty tools that had not been carried away before from the table. Occasionally the sound of plates and other tools colliding.

"Nindy here! Leave it alone, son, tomorrow morning there's Bude Marni who helps clean everything up." Mother shouted at Nindya who spontaneously replied.

"Yes ma'am."

Just an answer, but his body was still standing in the kitchen, wiping all the leftovers scattered on the table. He even rinsed it with a wet napkin. Then wipe again with another dry napkin. The napkin was taken on a stainless shelf designed specifically to put laundry on the sink.

"Niiiinn.... Come on over here!" mom called him from the family room.

"Okay ma'am.," again just an answer mbak Nidnya only. He even started pouring mama melons uh lemons into tiny blue buckets filled with dishwasher nets. Then he turned the faucet, rinsed all the leftovers on the plate, threw them into a plastic drain to filter the water then washed at an above average speed. Until not ten minutes, the mother's kitchen already looks neat, clean and dry again. Even the napkin used to wipe it had also been washed and dried on an empty dish rack.

"Oh my God, son, I feel like we're in a fairyland, you're juggling everything in an instant." Mother approached Mbak Nindya who was smiling happily because it could help.

"Let's get us inside." Nindy's mother took her to the family room. His hands that still felt wet he put on his tunic shirt stretched out his waist. It's simple, isn't it?

Mom grabbed Nindya's left arm. He hugged her with both hands.

"Mom's starting to feel, really gonna get daughter-in-law's sense of birth again." Mother even leaned against Nindya's shoulder as she walked towards the living room, approaching the other family members.

"Oh, have you met dear? Well, this is Nindya son, Fathur's future wife, and Nindy, this is about Rahman's future wife." Mother released her arms from the left arm mbak Nindya, she instead made the two prospective daughters-in-law get acquainted. Afni and Mbak Nindya also shook hands, nodding at each other and smiling kindly.

"Thur! Fathur Ow!"

"Yes ma'am" replied Bang Fathur.

"You proposed to Nindya first, but Rahman and Afni are getting married soon." Mother continued her words.

"Huh? When?" Bang Fathur was shocked to hear that.

"Next week dong." Bang Rahman replied proudly. His eyes glanced at the Fathur bang who was scratching his non-itchy head. Afni blushed, while Nindya tried to calm down.

"Hemmzzz.., ma'am, owh mother." Funnily Bang Fathur mimicked the intonation of the previous mother.

"Why? What's your reason?" Mom smiled at him.

"Time is very fitting then. Let's just get married in unison." Bang Fathur moved seats to approach Mother and Sister Nindya. His eyes sparkled excitedly. Indeed, the main purpose of going home is to ask for permission to do the wedding faster than the previous schedule.

"Lhooo's? You guys are still a long time." said Mother while frowning her forehead.

"Yes the old schedule is that, but it's not so, We want next Sunday just the wedding crap." a little whining funny Bang Fathur explained.

"Can we play forward like that?" ask mom again.

"Hemzzz...., I was never young, Mom, was I not dad?" Bang Fathur asked to support the smiling father looking at him.

"Ehmmm..," I just sneered without a clear answer.

"We really want permission to get married soon ma'am, yeah yeah."

"Who forbids it?" Mother then answered.

"But why do you suddenly want something? It's suspicious. I want all of my grandchildren to be born from a legitimate marriage, baby...." I spoke plainly while teasing the two couples in the room. Mom hands alternately poking shoulder bang Fathur and Mbak Nindya.

"Yaaahhh.., let there be more to take care of brother ma'am. That's the reason." said Bang Fathur later.

"Keeping what? It's so old," again Mother teased her firstborn.

"Eat it, his clothes, his sleeping hours and so on...."

"Haaaaaalllaaahhh, Thur. By the way, there are those who have flown high looking for their nest to shelter...." Mom nicks head bang Fathur. Dad smiled wryly, while bang Rahman laughed crazily. Bang Fathur was a manyun and with a spoiled expression he looked at Mbak Nindya. Bang Fathur's hand grabbed the hand of Madam Nindy, but was immediately forcibly removed by Mother.

"Here you are, grapa****grapa******have his hand. Prepare yourself, too, experienced. As soon as Monday tomorrow to KUA, immediately register the submission of marriage, Ketring problems, and others so that the mother takes care of." said Ibu lantang. Smile bang Fathur expands perfectly.

"So deal ya ma'am, yeah?" He's still in doubt.

"Ihhh.., it's been really this one." Mother pulled Fathur's ear bang then headed to the kitchen again, attacked the water and made sweet tea and black coffee for a casual chat with the child and two prospective daughters-in-law.

"Eh Thur Thur Thur.., you were allowed to be with your sister and Afni, or else they were postponed to their marriage. You cannot get married on the same day. Nindy would have married at Pangkalpinang, and Afni would have been at her house." I spoke long from the kitchen.

"It's Okay mom." Bang Rahman answered quickly.

"Well tosh first, that's the same brother." Bang Fathur approached his sister. They tosh and glanced meaningfully.

The cold night was warm in our living room in Mentok. And if asked, who was the happiest at the time? Bang Fathurlah. As mother said, sure enough, as a young widower, his emotions were still so turbulent. It is highly recommended that she marry again soon.

*****

Eleven o'clock at night. Afterni has been delivered home by bang Rahman, he has entered the room, as well as father. Annisa has been asleep for a long time. Mother and Mother Nindya are still awake telling stories about many things.

"Sleep son, you must have been tired of sitting in the car for a long time." Mom's over the chat. Bang Fathur immediately got up and pulled Nindya's hand to tease mom.

"Let's love we sleep..," he said later. Mom immediately grabbed him and placed a deep pinch on his right abdomen.

"Aawww...." Bang Fathur grimaced to bang Rahman's room, while Nindy brought nampam filled with dirty glasses to the sink and went into the bedroom bang Fathur. Once inside he saw many messages studded with kisses and hugs coming in his phone.

"Kangeeeennnn you dear. Want soon next week." Mbak Nindya smiled slightly without any intention of retaliating. He locked the door of the room and hugged Annisa who had been sleeping for a long time.

"Hopefully his attitude hasn't changed, son...." Nindya whispered softly. Two tears fell. Two people are in love. Although only a minute they separated, but the pulse of longing has returned to greet in each other's pulse.

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