Marry Mr. Rachell (S1)

Chapter 2 Navya's Return

The sun has shone on the eastern horizon, ready to greet the earth with its light. Nana was apparently preparing to go to Los Angeles International Airport, United States.

Drrtt...

Drrtt...

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Nana's phone shook violently inside her red bag, indicating a call was coming in. Before raising the call, Nana saw first who contacted her this early in the morning.

'My Sisters ❤' That name is shown on her Hp screen. Nana immediately pressed the green icon on her phone screen.

"Assalamualaikum sis, what's wrong ?" Nana asked as her call was connected.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Where is your deck now ? Have you left yet ? Who do you go home with ?" Ask Shakira in succession.

Nana just snorted annoyedly at the many questions from her brother while rolling her eyeballs.

"Huf... One atuh kak, if you want nanya. I'm so confused as to which answer I used to be," annoyed Nana.

Although annoyed with his brother, but he was never angry because he knew his brother only missed him. He just wants to make sure that his sister is always okay because he does not want anything bad to happen to Nana.

For almost a year Nana has never returned to her home country. If asked why ? He always answered because he was too busy with his work as a neurosurgeon at the Famous Hospital in Los Angeles.

Hearing the sister's annoyance, Shakira laughed. "Haha... Sorry doctor's mom. Brother was just too excited earlier," Shakira replied.

"Did such a brother miss me so much that it showered me with so many questions ?" Nana Goda. "But no problem, your beautiful sister will answer all your questions."

"Now begged to put up a good ear and listen to me. First, your sister is still in the apartment. Second, I'll be leaving for the airport soon. Third, who am I going home with ? I think you already know the answer."

"And for the last one, don't forget to pick up your beautiful sister in the airport after arriving in Jakarta ya." Nana chuckled to herself as she was amused by the word 'Your beautiful sister'. Nana has never praised herself.

Shakira smiled faintly without being noticed by Nana. "Well beautiful doctor mother, your sister will definitely pick you up" replied Shakira.

"Okees... I shut the phone first, brother, Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After her call was interrupted, Nana immediately pulled her suitcase out of the Apartment because she had to leave for the airport right now.

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On the other hand, Shakira immediately stepped down the stairs one by one after disconnecting her phone with her sister. He intended to approach his parents in the living room.

"Good morning mom... Good morning papa," Shakira said as she kissed her parents' cheeks.

For a long time, the Abhimanyu family always taught their children to give greetings in the morning by giving a kiss as a sign of affection. And it's been hereditary since a long time ago.

"Morning dear."

"Morning too papa's beautiful daughter."

Shakira sits between her parents. He joined the two middle-aged parents watching television in the family room.

"Have your sister called my dear ?" Ask the mother.

"It wasn't the bad boy who called the big brother, it was the sister who called him first" Shakira replied in annoyance.

Shakira was only upset at her sister for not coming home for the past year. Not only that, but the girl that Shakira called as the bad girl also very rarely contacted them. Patients are always the main reason for doing so.

"Hey... Why even call your sister a bad boy ?" Papa's protest was not accepted.

Shakira snorted dejectedly "Mama look at that, papa always just defended Nana." Shakira's father to the mother.

"He has forgotten us as his own family. He never wants to come home and be with us again. He rarely even gives us news. Doesn't he know that brother misses him so much." Obviously Shakira with teary eyes.

Mama Yanti and papa Dion were stunned to hear the statement from Shakira. They really didn't expect Shakira to miss her sister that much. But as a mother, Mama Yanti tried to give understanding to her eldest daughter.

"No dear... Your sister can't possibly forget us. After all we are his family and a family will always be his place to return."

"Son't have to learn to understand your sister. He is a doctor and he has a great responsibility to his patients. There must be a lot of consideration before he leaves his noble job for his personal benefit. Because what ? Because the patient's life and safety are in his hands."

"A doctor is not God, but it is through their hands that a miracle can be created. Not infrequently their hands become a healer for their patients but not infrequently in their hands a death is located. It all depends on God's permission and his destiny."

"So you should be proud to have a sister who has a high dedication to her profession," explained Mama Yanti.

"Udah ah, don't frown anymore... Ugly sister knows that sullen again like that. After all, you want to get married, do you want to look ugly on her wedding day ?" Mama yanti's ejek.

Father Dion smiled proudly at the way his wife gave their eldest daughter understanding. That soft word made the middle-aged man fall in love with his wife every day.

As it turns out, every problem will find its way out if it is solved with a cold head. And that is the expertise of the great mistress of Abhimanyu - Damayanti Abhimanyu.

"Sorry ma, you understand now" Shakira replied as she hugged her mother.

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Now, Nana has arrived at Soekarno Hatta International Airport after a long journey. It is a very tiring journey because it takes approximately 18 Hours 15 Minutes.

Nana circulated her gaze with the corner of her lips raised. Honestly, he misses his native land. But what can be done, the work always demands it far from the person he loves.

"Welcome back to Indonesia" Nana murmured in her heart.

As he began to step up, a scream was heard calling his name. Nana returned to circulate her to see who was calling her. But he did not find it.

"Hey." Someone suddenly came from behind which made Nana jump in shock.

"God brother... My heart was almost dislodged because my sister knew nothing," Nana scolded her sister. "Of course, my brother would take responsibility if my heart fell out of place." The girl continued to grumble because she was annoyed with Shakira.

Shakira laughed at her sister's annoyance, it felt like for so long she had not seen Nana's upset face like this.

"Some of you too, brother has been called repeatedly earlier you still do not hear, yes already a fad brother again," replied Shakira without sin.

"I've been looking everywhere but I haven't met. You know, it's behind me. The brother was like a ghost knows no, suddenly nongol behind," Nana again scolded.

"Udah ah, the grim ngomel from earlier," said Shakira. "We go home, mom and dad are waiting for you at home."

The two of them went straight back to the Abhimanyu residence with a family driver who had come with Shakira earlier. After traveling for 30 minutes, they finally reached Abhimanyu residence.

After reaching the Abhimanyu residence, Nana immediately got out of the car and ran into the house. He misses his mother and home a lot.

"Oh my goodness, this girl is like a child" Shakira muttered when she saw her sister's behavior.

"Sir, please bring Miss Navya's suitcase inside, yes" Shakira asked her driver again kindly.

"Well miss."

Shakira only replied with a nod of her head as she walked into her house following Nana.

"Oh my goodness, I miss this house so much" Nana said when she first entered her house after 1 year of not coming home.

"Mama... Papa's... Your Beautiful Daughter is Home," cried Nana calling her parents.

"Hey, why are you yelling like that, huh ?" Shakira's protest against Nana.

"Let alone, why even a sewot brother," replied Nana with a little frown while sticking out her tongue.

"Based on this girl" replied Shakira who followed with a small smile.

Instead of being angry at Nana, Shakira smiled after Nana mocked her by sticking out her tongue.

"Hay dear, welcome back to your house, son," said papa dion as he descended the steps of his house.

"Papa." Call nana with a little run towards her papa.

"I miss you so much. Why didn't you ever visit me in America ? Doesn't papa miss me ?" Cerocos Nana with her powerful voice.

Nana is very close to her papa, she always sticks and spoiled with the papa. Shakira is very spoiled and close to her mother.

"Of course papa misses you so much. How could you not miss this spoiled little papa girl," said papa dion with a smile on Nana.

"That's.. Papa, I'm not a child anymore, look I'm a big boy now" Nana protested but papa dion only responded with a laugh.

"Did you just miss your dad ? you don't miss this mama of yours, hmm ?" Mama Yanti protests while pura angry at Nana.

"No mama, how could Nana not miss the woman who had given birth to Nana.. Nana misses Mama a lot." Nana went straight into the arms of her mother.

Nana is very close to her papa, but she also loves her Mama, the woman who has risked her life for her.

Mama Yanti smiled as she kissed her youngest daughter's head.

"Go to the room, baby, you must be very tired, no !" My mother gave the order.

"Well ma, see you tomorrow and have a good rest" said Nana while kissing the cheeks of both her parents and her brother.

"You also rest, son," the mother told Shakira.

"Yes ma, happy rest ma pa, " replied Shakira as she kissed the cheeks of her mother and father and went to her room.

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"Oh my goodness, I miss my bedroom so much" Nana muttered as she dropped her body on her bed.

Luxury bedroom dominated by white color equipped with a comfortable king size bed and furniture all white to add a comfortable impression when in it.

Without realizing it, Nana had fallen asleep in her most comfortable bed.

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The morning sun had shone behind the curtains of Nana's room, waking the girl from her deep sleep.

"What sound is that ? It's noisy" said Nana before going to clean up in her bathroom.

After cleaning up that took 45 minutes, Nana rushed out of the room to check what the noise was.

"Nana come here, why did you wake up so long haa," Shakira shouted from downstairs as a blotch of her waist scolded her sister.

"Jeez, I forgot..."

To Be Continue's...

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Kerinci, Jambi August 9, 2020