Medicine of Love Doctor

CHAPTER 26

Early in the morning Dirga came out of Reza's house. He does not want to linger there because he knows Reza is still upset with him even though Reza wants to help him.

Now she can't count on her brother anymore. He must be independent. If his older brother at high school can support him, then he must also be able to support himself.

After driving around looking for work, Dirga finally managed to get a part-time job at a restaurant that was not his afternoon until evening.

But he still thinks about where he'll stay. "Would I try to go to Dad's place again. Who knows you're not drunk and you remember me."

Dirga returned to drive his motorcycle to his father's house. He still hasn't given up. Since childhood he has never felt the affection of a father, to be honest he wants to feel it even if only a little. I hope you will accept it this time.

He stopped his motorbike at his father's housing complex that afternoon. He got off his motorbike and asked the mothers who were walking by the side of the road.

"Excuse me ma'am, where is Mr Yudi's house?"

"That, home. The corneriest. Is he awake or not? You're looking for a drunken man like him, it's been very troubling for the people here."

Dirga just fell silent and thanked the mothers. He now walks to his father's house. He knocked on the door of the house, moments later a woman opened the door.

"Who's looking?"

Dirga looked at the mother. Is she the woman who made her father leave her? "I'm looking for Mr. Yudi."

"Jews? You who?"

"Who?" yudi shouted from inside the house. Then he went out and saw Dirga. "You were the kid last night, right? Why are you here again?"

"Dad, I'm Rahma's son."

"Mas, are you still in touch with Rahma?" ask the woman. The tattooed woman on her arm was staring intently at Yudi.

"No! Why are you here!"

"So I'm Dad's son, right?" said Dirga again.

"No! That's where you go!" And for the second time Yudi pushed Dirga until Dirga took a few steps back.

"Dad, let me stay here for a while." Dirga did not give up.

Yudi just stared intently at Dirga, then he smiled obliquely. "If you want to stay here, give up your bike first."

Dirga widened both his eyes. It turned out that the figure he had missed all this time had never expected him at all. It is only fitting that his brother hates his father. Dirga twisted his legs but the key of the motor he was holding was actually taken forcibly by his father.

"If you want to be my son, you must obey and give me what you have! Your brother has succeeded, ask your brother again!" Yudi ran and took Dirga's motorbike away. Dirga continued to pursue him. He was sorry, why was he also looking for a Father who never cared about him.

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After completing his work at the clinic, Devan intends to find Dirga first before he goes to the hospital. "Where are you going? I don't have his friends' phone numbers at all. But ever since I had a problem with Lesha, I don't think Dirga was close to her friends."

Devan supported his head on the handlebar of his car. He didn't drive his car either. He was still thinking about where Dirga was. "Didn't Dirga go to Daddy's place? Dirga's been so curious about Dad's whereabouts."

Devan arrived in front of his father's alley. He parked his car and got off because the alley was not enough for the car to pass. But when he had just entered the alley, he saw Dirga's motor speeding towards him. "That's Dad!" Devan rounded his eyes when he saw his father riding a Dirga motorcycle.

Devan immediately confronted him and pulled his father's hand but his hand was dragged and pushed hard until he fell. "Sir Devan!"

Residents who were in that place crowded after Yudi. Yudi finally left Dirga's bike when his accomplice helped him.

"Sir Devan!" Dirga helps Devan stand up.

Devan held onto his elbow which felt very painful not to mention the wound on his cheek that was scratched paving and bleeding. "You're going to Daddy's! I told you, Daddy can't care about you! I'll just take your treasure!"

"Yes me, don't know brother. I thought Dad..."

"Dad doesn't care about us!" Devan stepped in with a hand that kept holding his elbow. His leg was also limped because the impact on his knee was quite hard.

"I drove to the hospital" Dirga held Devan's hand as she entered the driver's seat.

"You take care of your bike first, you just put it in the front workshop."

"Yes Brother."

Devan then moved to sit next to the driver's seat. He folded his shirt arm up and saw his elbow that was starting to turn blue. "Looks sprained. It hurts so much to move." Devan moved his hand slowly but it was very painful.

Dirga now got into the car and started the engine.

"To the hospital where Mom was treated, so I can take care of Mom," said Devan.

"Yes Brother."

Then Devan looked out the window. All the bad memories in his past seemed to be spinning back in his memory. He still remembers well, his father used to come home every night always drunk and often tortured his mother. Often asking money to his mother who is only a laundry worker at home, even his father to have an affair while his mother at home painstakingly raised him and Dirga. Since then, he has been determined to take his mother and sister away from his father. Fortunately there are brothers who borrow it residence, even though it only measures 5x5. He was willing to busker, sell newspapers and even become a building porters so that he could continue to school and the rest of the money he always gave to his mother.

His ideals are very high. Fortunately, at that time he met his mother Alesha who wanted to teach him free tutoring during Junior High until finally he could enter a favorite High School and get a full scholarship. From there the road kept open, a lot of good people helped him.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I'm wrong..." Dirga finally started the conversation and broke the silence between them.

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