Doctor Naura
Chapter 96 The Coming of Mother
Friday afternoon at my house.
Hot weather during the day, inversely proportional to the time of the afternoon. Long time no rain, finally this afternoon the ground was wet with its distinctive smell. Removing the naughty dust that perch on the leaves. The bushy spots successfully filled three large blue barrel next to the garage beside the kitchen. I also sometimes lazy to distract, staring beautifully enjoy the reflection of rainwater from flower pots neatly arranged. A three-color country cat ran over in the shade from the cold windy rain. The weather seems extreme because occasionally one or two thunderbolts are fired.
The rain was getting heavier, I intended to go inside the house and close the door, but it appeared immediately in front of the gate a car was about to enter. The lights were brightly lit right shooting its rays towards me standing up. It is unclear whose car was blocked by the rain. The car had honked three times asking to open the door, but Fredy still seemed hesitant and opened the door as much as his body to pass. He knocked on the door of the car and his laughter immediately appeared when the glass was lowered. Fredy hurriedly opened the door so the car could get in. I held my breath because I couldn't see whose car was coming. And a few seconds later the car was right in front of me, not heading for parking in the garage. I saw my mother come down with a small umbrella covering her body. He lifted his robe to his knees and ran a little towards me who was still agape on the side porch.
"Mother? Why come all of a sudden?" I took the wet umbrella that she had thrust at me. While Dad, I saw him get out of the car without an umbrella, he just jumped up and down while covering his head with his left palm. In his right hand he holds the car key.
"Well, this is my dear mother, why do you look like a ghost?" Mom took off her wet Guccian shoes.
"However, I said next Sunday I want to come here, but when suddenly it comes, usually also mom comes confirmation first." I talked to my mother, then looked down a little to take her shoes and bring them inside.
"Let's just let Bee.., I can dry it myself." Mom grabbed my left hand. I also stood up straight again.
"In and in, let's go in, dark, lightning, thunder in the rain like this how you can be alone outside." Mother took me inside, I saw my father take a big umbrella next to the pot of my love wave ornamental plants that are almost as deep as the end of the terrace, he returned to the car and brought their big suitcase.
"Ibuuu..., ayaaahhh..., what would you drink? Let Naura make it up" I asked my two in-laws before they went into the room.
"You sit down, you can make your own." Mother replied. I heard it a lot.
"Black coffee on deck." Dad turned to me by putting his left thumb up.
"It's been, change clothes there, don't bother my daughter, later you can make coffee." Mother instead pushed Dad into their room immediately.
"Different dong bu taste, made by Naura is incomparable. A glass high ya naaaakkk....!" I still hear my father's voice for me.
"Ready man!" reply to me while heading to the kitchen. From the back I saw Elza coming out of the room. Tonight he seems to be sleeping in the master's room. He likes to sleep, sometimes in the villa, sometimes with us.
"Mak Wo came, brother?" He asked as I approached.
"Yes they are bored. Please heat our side dishes deck. They may not have eaten." I asked for help. Elsa nimbly put the phone in her hand, pinched her hair with a rubber band and began to heat up the menu more that we usually put in the refrigerator. Just cook sweet spicy sour red chicken aka scout chicken. While I started stirring up the black coffee that dad asked for. I served it at the dinner table. I put four BB loaves of cheese and chocolate. Since becoming pregnant and starting my leave, I deliberately nyetok a lot of bread at home because often awake in the middle of the night and feel hungry stomach.
"That smells good, daddy's hungry, son, what side dishes do you have?" A well-groomed father and changed clothes approached me.
"Lauk red chicken yes, you like it because it tastes like chicken kampung." I answered.
"Waw steady, son. I'm hungry, I haven't had a chance to eat, your mother's been invited here immediately after Zamy's call." Dad took the plate himself and sat down at the table near me. Elza brought the side dish closer and I opened a bottle of mineral water for Dad.
"Did you say what mom is the same?" I asked my father who was starting to bribe.
"Say worried...." Father started to answer, he spoke slowly while glancing at the mother who had come out to approach us.
"Worried Naura gave birth faster than her HPL...." The mother who had come immediately cut off the father's words. I wondered for a moment, but tried to behave accordingly. Why do you seem to be hiding something. I don't get it. I just saw you clandestinely pinching my waist, maybe a sign of having to talk carefully with me.
*****
After dinner, as usual, my father and mother sat in the inner living room. Elza had time to nimbrung, but because it was getting late and we were still busy chatting he was immediately parting to sleep into his room.
"Can I go on leave? Yesterday he said he could no longer take annual leave because the ASN leave ration was up because of WFH yesterday...." I asked on the sidelines of our small talk. Mom smiled at me.
"To save you what the hell is not...,"
"Saved me?" I cut, I caught the meaning of the word that was awkwardly spoken without my mother noticing.
"Eeehhhh..., saved you? Not son, not save you, I mean to take the time to visit you Iaaanggg.... For the sake of visiting the mother's child who is waiting for my dear granddaughter what the hell can't...." Mother replied. I know there's something you've been hiding from me. Cut the sentence and seeing how she gulped, I knew she was lying to me.
"Do you have any secrets with Naura now?" I started investigating. I looked into the eyes of the woman who held me warm decades ago, when I was dumped by irresponsible people on the porch of my mother's house.
"No dear, nothing. His name is old, indeed, often the mother is wrong said words that are rather grubby now." Mom tried to convince me. Dad for a moment looked at me and mom without saying, then continued to watch the show Sule and friends while occasionally looking at the phone screen.
A moment of silence. The mother sitting right next to me occasionally stroked my distended stomach while holding tightly to my hand. I can't explain the greatest woman in my life. She was like a biological mother when she played as an adoptive mother and my mother-in-law.
*****
"Ting keg ting keg...."
Exactly ten o'clock at night less than seven minutes the house bell rang. Dad got up from the chair and opened the door after a moment of peeking through the side living room window.
"The pizza pack is coming." Fredy gave the thin dus-dus to the father who looked a little confused.
"Pizza package?" with a puzzled face looking at Fredy, father asked.
"Says a delivery order for this house sir." Fredy explained with a face no less confused.
"It's gone sir." Fredy smiled in response.
"All right, thank you."
Dad came in carrying a four-level package of pizza hut that has not been opened two months branch in the city of Pangkalpinang.
"Mother or Naura ordered pizza?" He asked as he walked closer to us. Mom and I looked at her while shaking. Then I immediately picked up the phone and called Bang Zamy.
"Zam, did you send the pizza parcel home?" I heard my mother start asking questions over the phone.
"What's? No? Who's this package then?" I saw the puzzled expression of the mother who called Bang Zamy without a loadspeaker.
"Don't touch? Your father touched it, at least don't eat it." He seemed more surprised.
"Send me to wash my hands immediately?"
"Okay, be careful and go home soon, son."
"Goddessalamwarahmatullah...." Mom put down the phone and immediately pulled the arm of the father who was still pecking with the pizza in his hand, they headed outside.
"Why? Zamy said what?" Dad asked in wonder.
"Says for now do not touch all shapes and types of packages are unclear. We have no message. Just told to throw it away." Mother explains.
"But baby, haven't you been ngak ngek ngok ngek dad to pizza hut...." Father replied with a naive face.
"O Allah ayaaahhh..., your stingy soul, why is it suddenly stirring now?" Mother pinched the belly of the father who complied when taken mother out of the house. The rain is still heavy. Mom took the pizza in dad's hand and threw it out the house through the side door.
"Bismillah, kursemangai.., keep away the reinforcements in our family, O Allah." I prayed as I pulled Dad back in and closed the door.
"From now on do not accept and do not eat the delivery of people, even from patients...." Mom sat back with me. I raised my eyebrows and took a deep breath. True to my guess, even though mom didn't blatantly say it, I'm sure there must have been something else going on in our lives. My guess is that someone threatened Bang Zamy for my safety. I looked at mom.
"Didn't people send food to this house so often?" I asked.
"But not for now. It's unacceptable." Mother replied.
"What's the reason?" I want to uncover a secret they seem to be hiding intentionally.
"The point is that there are people who come back to disturb your lives. There is no harm in always being careful. Sleep baby, wake mom up if there's anything with you." sadly the beautiful lady hugged me back and kissed me. I complied and immediately entered my private room. In my mind, I wondered again, who still left a grudge and did not like our happiness. Ahhh.., I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
*****
At 23.56 WIB
My eyes reluctantly closed, from the first entry into the room, I went back and forth looking for the most comfortable position but difficult to find. The back, the left side, the right side, but it doesn't feel right yet. I prayed sunnah two rakaat, taught for a moment and returned to bed, but my sleepiness did not come. I re-opened my phone, looked through all kinds of social media, got tired of reading on facebook, went back to instagram, looked at the tick-tok and then to whatapp, browse to twitter and browse videos on telegram, browse Lazzadu and Shopaa, order COD items and re-read articles on facebook homepage, and if I get bored I sit back on the couch and then live the television. It's boring!!! As for my eyes, still do not want to be invited to compromise to immediately rest.
*****
At 12pm, I felt boredom. I'll get the phone and call Bang Zamy who hasn't come home yet. But when I called him I heard his real voice was outside the room. I opened the door and I saw my mom and dad awake in front of the television.
"Not sleeping, baby?" after putting down the briefcase and washing her hands the thrilling man while looking at her was already approaching me. My hair is on his back, he also let my hair down.
"Difficult sleep, somewhat uncomfortable...." I answered spoiled.
"Do you want to be kicked again?" Bang Zamy asked me before turning his head towards father and mother.
"Zamy to the room, ma'am, yeah. Naura is still awake." Bang Zamy said goodbye to father and mother who immediately nodded. His right hand was adrift at my right waist.
"No contractions yet?" while walking, he asked me. I just answered with a head.
"It's still active, isn't it?" He asked again.
"Still.." I answered briefly.
"Easy-easy God later make the flow of the sponge yes sayanggg.." while walking he stroked my hair again.
"Aamiin" I prayed the beloved's heart. We also headed for a fight. Groped again and momentarily forgot if there was a secret that they seemed to be deliberately hiding from me. Night inched up, welcoming the morning to come back. Give new hope to the creatures that are scattered on the face of the earth.
*****
(connecting.)
