Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

About Nadia

Starting from the messiness of Kak Rayan and Sam who introduced me to an apprentice sister named Nadia.

For me being admired by women is nothing special, even sometimes I am sick of the attitude of women.

Their attention, the way they talk to me, their attitude and even their sometimes seemingly made-up grooming to get the duke from me.

I'm not the same as my best friend Sam, who when getting that kind of attention he responds casually, even taking part in a suave support that makes me shake with his response. " Just relax, just say hallow back to be friendly, don't be stiff with Napa, "sam said one day when I commented on his attitude to the women.

Because I was even impressed and reluctant to respond to them. Actually, I could also respond to them like Sam. However, what if someone is really baper and that doesn't mean I play with their feelings.

When sister Rayan and Sam introduced Nadia to me at first I refused even impressed ogah-ogahan, but after some time knew her there was a strange feeling, I felt calm when together or just chatting with her.

Some say longing is like sabu, nyandu. Once I missed him and it turned out that the longing was getting to be I couldn't control myself not to miss him. Missing is hard, I miss it almost all the time.

Not wanting too long to get caught up in the uncertain feelings I told brother Rayan to propose, he agreed, he told me to go to his house first, without family, without family, he said to get to know his parents first.

Afraid that Nadia's parents would be surprised if I asked her directly. " Mending received if rejected, can be upset you, "that's what Kak Rayan said at that time.

At a time when our relationship was still fine, it was not what it is today.

I followed Rayan's advice to come to his house first I asked Nadia for her home address even I did not invite Sam to come along.

Before I went to Nadia's house I called her sister Rayan to tell her first. However, Rayan's response was not as enthusiastic as usual, even as if I felt there was something he wanted to convey but was held back, at that time I thought maybe he was exhausted or there was a problem with the company.

I didn't ask much and chose to call.

Houses with a modern minimalist style look so neat gray paint combined with white makes the house look more elegant.

I parked the car in front of his yard, got out of the car my legs were shaking to step back and forth indistinctly in front of the car.

I was silent for a moment to take a deep breath and then exhale, lalau I express the intention of stepping towards the house in front of me, in front of the door the sense of nerfes back into self-possession.

My hand trembled as I was about to knock on the door, until again I calmed down to take a deep breath away from exhaling, after I began to calm down I knocked on Nadia's door.

The open door revealed a middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful, I guess her age is not much different from Mama.

" Assalamualaikum, "I said, kissing the back of his hand.

" waalaikumussalam, " he replied. " Search who, yeah, Mas? " he asked with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

" Did you know, my name is Idris, I'm Nadia's friend. "

" Oh, her friend Nadia, enter first my mas panghilakn her Nadia. " I followed her steps, the woman let me sit down.

Before long Nadia came, if every day I see her wearing a nurse's dress, different from tonight. Maroon gamis wrapped his body looks very fitting with his white skin plus a matching pashmina veil that dangles from his chest to make him look elegant.

" It's been a while? " Sanya asked while sitting on the sofa not far from me.

I still looked at him in awe, and then immediately I gave a look. " No, no, just arrived, "I answered.

Not long ago a woman who had told me to wait to come back, she approached us while carrying drinks and some snacks.

I nodded as well smiling. " Don't bother Auntie. "

The woman sat beside Nadia, Nadia introduced her as her Mother.

Nadia also introduced me to her mother.

We chatted a lot of things, Mother Nadia was very friendly even though she was not young anymore she turned out to be connected in conversation with us.

The night was getting late I was about to say goodbye, but hearing the roar of a car parked in the yard made me stop moving.

" Dad has come home, Mas met father first well, "prevent Nadia who was nodding her mother. I followed and sat back.

" Assalamualaikum, "the sound of someone entering the house.

But it sounded familiar to me, like the voice of someone I longed for after his passing.

I saw Nadia approaching the man who had just said the greeting, she scoured at the man she called father, he said, after a woman I just found out named Najma or the mother of Najma she kissed the back of her husband's hand and took the briefcase that her husband carried.

It looks like they're like a happy family.

After chatting with her son and wife, Nadia introduced me to Peria whom she called her father.

I dare not look at him in shame. The moment it approached me it was in front of me.

" Nadia's friend, huh? " sapanya I'm still down.

Deg, man,

that voice was really the voice of someone I missed, someone who had gone before teaching me to be a man, someone who had left his family.

My eyes condensed, I slowly raised my head to look at the man in front, and sure enough he was the man who had left his family man somehow I honestly still missed, he ... My papa.

The eyes of the man in front of me were perfectly rounded and he looked surprised. I regretted it without saying a word as well as the man in front of me who originally looked enthusiastic now he silenced.

Our Lady of Najma asked her husband to join us, and Papa sat beside our mother, Papa silent as she looked at me and looked at her daughter.

Ah, her daughter, is Nadia really her daughter or is she just a serial daughter, I don't know.

Not wanting to linger in this situation I chose to go home, I say goodbye to them too Papa.

Before I Salami his hand I looked at him as closely as I did he looked at me closely, either still surprised or missed I could not dive into his thought, because my mind was not okay.

Wanting to get in the car, Papa was chasing me, he asked me to talk.

" What's up with Idris, Papa's son, "he said after we faced each other. Son said. I'm glaring.

What are they going to talk about, huh?? yukk in kome and like first we next.......

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