Mr. Security, Marry Me...!!!

54 - Maternity Clinic

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“Arrghh..”

Ibra who tried to fight the gondrong fell down with a wheelchair on his body, he also screamed when his knees hit very hard.

“Yaaaank..”Raung Nura's.

The man seemed to have trouble getting up, he shifted the wheelchair from his body with both hands. Nura who could not see her husband in such a state, elbowed the stomach of one man who held her and the other she pushed back.

The woman wearing jeans and an oversize t-shirt ran over to her husband, but the long-haired man pulled a knife and stopped his steps.

“Release them.” Exclaimed Alif, the married man who will soon bear the status of a father staring intently at the strange smelly gondrong man.

“Mas Alif,” murmured Nura slowly.

“Who are you, dare to interfere huh?” snapped at the gondrong.

“You have dared to hurt them, of course I have to interfere,” Nura who saw the gentleman off guard, quickly his feet kicked the knife in his hands until regardless of his grasp.

Then she helped her husband who was sitting on gravel land to get back in his wheelchair, Alif who saw the gondrong man wanted to take back his knife quickly scuttle the gondrong man's leg until he fell down.

The gondrong man did not accept what was done by Alif, he retaliated and the action of fighting was not inevitable.

“Nura awaaaass..!” the moon shouted from where he stood to see two other men attacking his bestie from behind, Nura fell on the grass that grew on the roadside not because of the blows from the men but her husband who pushed, so that he was the target of a raw bogem on Ibra's face.

Fresh blood flowed from Ibra's nose, Nura who saw her husband hurt to anger. Then gazing full of anger at the two men, mercilessly Nura struck the two men at once blindly.

“You dared to hit my husband, huh? Feel this.” Snapped Nura as her hands dealt very hard blows to the two men, crumbling your bones. Such was his heart which also cursed because he was so angry.

Baag

Bughh

Baghh

Bughh

It was not difficult for a Nura to face two people at once who could be said to be no match for him as the owner of a Taekwondo black belt. With a twisting movement, his leg hit the man's head until he fell down with his mouth spitting out fresh blood.

Now that the woman's gaze turned on her one man, the man seemed to tremble at how the woman beat her friend to the point of lying helpless. Slowly he retreated wanting to escape but unfortunately, his movements can be read Nura.

Nura ran then supported the man's back until he fell down, not only until there Nura also hit a few blows on the man's face so that his condition was not much different from his friend.

The two men sprawled helplessly, with battered faces. Very sad their situation, as well as Alif who had paralyzed the gondrong, was half-dead but the gondrong still resisted until Alif gave the final blow to his stomach making him squeal in pain and sprawled on the grass. The situation is also no less sad than his two friends.

“Yank, you bleed.” Nura said she had crouched down in front of her husband after replying to her heartache to those who had hurt her husband. Her eyes were heating up to see her husband's condition. Scraped neck, bruised eyes corner, nose bleeding.

“I don't pa-pa yank, which one of you is hurt or someone is sick?” Ibra was worried about his wife, he looked at her face full of sweat. The man did not seem to care about his condition. Here he is much wounded.

The moon, which had been standing a little further away from them, approached when it saw that it was safe. She was asked by her husband to stand there, obediently he agreed to her husband's order. His condition with a distended stomach also does not allow him to help, because of his limited movement.

“Maaass..”.

“Mas no pa-pa right?” Alif shook his head.

*****

“Pa... Papaaaa..” The Holy Hysterical sees Ibra's condition upon arrival at home.

The sound of the Holy cry made Mbok Maryam who was in the kitchen to be surprised, he left his cooking to move forward where the holy was. The old eye stared unblinkingly at the young man who had a face like Anisa sitting on his wheelchair driven by Alif in a mess.

“What the hell is Mah, screaming already like people see demons aja.” Arman burst into the house from the back door, when he was with the driver and Bagas behind the house.

Plakk

Suci hits her husband's arm, “Satan-deman, it's Ibra bonyok his face.” Arman's eyes widened, looking at a bruised face and a bleeding nose.

“Nduk, this is why?” mbok asked Maryam, the old eye with wrinkled eyelids was heating up, but as much as possible the Mbok held him back from crying in front of them.

“Nura what happened to your husband?” arman asked as well while helping Alif remove Ibra from his wheelchair to stand on the mat. Then Nura also told how the chronology happened.

"Thank God they've been secured with the citizens."

“Thank you Papa forcibly entered Taekwondo, make use of it now!” arman then continued.

“I mean Papa, Same month Nura athlete Taekwondo?” ask Alif who does not know if the wife can defend herself.

“It's like being an athlete, but you know it yourself. Your wife is more interested in legal matters.” Alif glanced at his wife, raising both eyebrows as if asking for an explanation why not tell her.

Maybe if not bunting, this woman had fought earlier. Such was the thought of Alif who was still staring at his grim wife showing his neat and clean well-groomed teeth.

Saints returned from the kitchen with a basin of water and a small towel, to clean Ibra's wounds.

“Nang, please get the potion in a white bottle in the room Mbok.” Declared.

“Rubuan Mbok wear for Alif first?” ask Alif to make sure.

“Yes, let the bruise quickly disappear. Please also bring aloe vera.”

“Let Bagas aja Mbok who took,” Mbok Maryam just nodded, Bagas went straight to the side of the house where he saw many aloe plants there.

While Alif went into the room, the man spread his gaze to look for the bottle mentioned by his mother.

“Well, here it is.” Alif took a potion that was said by Mbok, where the potion bottle was on top of the closet. When he was about to turn around he accidentally nudged a wooden box with teak carvings, until the object fell and made the contents in it scatter.

Alif immediately cleaned the box, put back the old papers scattered. But the movement of his hand stopped when he accidentally read a piece of writing on the yellowed paper.

“Maternity clinic Rosemaeity,” Alif's forehead is wrinkled to see the address listed and increasingly wrinkled when reading the name listed on the certificate.

"Aliff A......"

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