MY POSSESSIVE CAPTAIN

WHO EVER STOPS

“Ciiit,” A new Mitsubishi Pajero Sport Dakar White Pearl car stops in front of Pringjaya village puskes.

A woman's right foot came down from the wide open car door. A pair of beautiful legs wrapped in belel jeans with the tip tucked inside the shoes leather boots on wooden chairs brand Milica Drulovic tread solidly on the land of the remote puskes.

Black long hair with the touch of a roll of waves on the edges blends beautifully with an oval face swept in natural girly makeup. All eyes looked in amazement. His steps invited endless strokes from patients who were sitting in line.

“Doctor Rengganis?” said Bu Riri and Mbak Katmia together.

Rengganis smile. The beautiful woman lowered her head to greet a patient who was carrying a four-year-old little boy. His hand deftly took out a few pieces of bread that were in a small paperbag on his hand.

“This take!”Doctor Rengganis offered some bread to other children who had been watching them. The innocent boys quickly jumped from the waiting room chair running towards Doctor Rengganis. Cheerful faces were drawn on their faces.

“Thank you Doctor Miss Rengganis.” As they speak. Rengganis looked shocked, the children called out his name very eloquently.

“You still remember me?” Doctor Rengganis amazed. He left this village almost a month ago. A complete rest at home restores her deteriorating condition of recent times.

The six little boys nodded, their hands busy opening the plastic bread wrapping packaging of a famous bakery shop.

“Enak, Miss Doctor.” One of the children in slightly oversized clothes said honestly.

Dr. Rengganis laughed to see the children enjoying the food.

“How is Mom Doctor?” A patient asked Rengganis.

The young doctor stood up.

“Bu Retno her sister Pak Hari huh?” ask Rengganis. Retno's wet hoarse voice was so easy to remember.

Retno nodded her head a few times while smiling kindly.

“I'm good, how about Bu Retno and family?”

“Alhamdulillah we are all fine too, Mom. Only this Asty Cenung colds not healed.” Retno hit the soft eel of a sweet black boy with a slightly wide eel, his mouth cool chewing bread although several times had to stop because of sucking liquid on his small nose.

The girl grinned to know his name several times referred to as chatter Doctor rengganis and his mother.

The bread in his hand had been exhausted, Asty Cenung tugging at the long skirt of small floral motifs that Retno wore. Retno lowered her ears closer to Asty's mouth, which was still busy chewing.

“Hus,” Retno blinked her eyes, gesturing for Asty not to whine for extra bread from Doctor Rengganis.

A beautiful girl knows what happened. Rengganis took some of the remaining bread in his paperbag and distributed it again to children whose faces were still looking forward to getting rations.

Some parents moved closer to their sons. With their bodies bowed with great respect and courtesy, they apologized and seduced the children to return the bread that Doctor Rengganis had given for the second time.

“It's okay, Mom. Really not papa. Let's make them. I am glad to see them happy. I still have some in the car. No papa.” Rengganis forbid children who intend to return the bread but with a clear face still want the bread held in their hands.

“Thank you, Mom. Sorry so ngerepotin Bu Doctor.” Mrs Haji made a sound. One of his grandchildren was in the line of those children.

“It's okay Mrs Haji? How's things? Okay?” ask the friendly Rengganis.

“My veins are like a date again, Mom,” story Bu Haji Desmi. One of the villagers of Pringjaya who has a fairly capable life. This woman is active in mosque activities and other village social activities.

Rengganis had checked his gout complaints before the frightening event occurred.

“Let's check again yes, Mrs Haji.” Sweet smiling rengganis.

“Bu Retno thanks for the help of that time until Captain Blue and his friends can find us for the report Bu Retno.” Retno said thanks even manyun.

He clearly remembered the events of a month ago. Events that had shocked the villagers. However, since the frightening event occurred there is no longer a village that dared to show itself. All the riots of the village that often disturb, rob and burglar no longer exist.

“Don't tell me so Doctor, I didn't do anything, Mom. Really.” Retno answered timidly.

“Wah apparently there is a beautiful woman who came, deserves the sun a little dim today. Apparently he's jealous of you, Rengganis.” A handsome man walked out of the general examination room.

“Fattaaan?” Rengganis. He never expected the man who had been his monkey love to suddenly appear in front of him.

“You doctor too?” Rengganis walked up to the tall, white male with a doctor's suit attached beautifully to his body.

Fattan nodded, raising both of her hands at chest level. It was as if he was showing the answer to the Rengganis question with that simple gesture.

“For you,” replied Fattan with her spring face.

“Ah,” Rengganis punching arm Fattan.

The two of them were engrossed in an atmosphere of warmth that brought their teenage memory back to the tip of the eye. Without them noticing dozens of eyes watching them.

“Ah sorry, Mr/Mother.” Rengganis lowered his head when he realized his chatter with Fattan was making some patients wait.

Fattan waved her hand, and from her handsome face was left impatient to immediately talk back to the woman she had missed for so many years.

The beautiful doctor walked through a small corridor next to the waiting room. The hallway measuring one and a half meters now felt wider. Rengganis sensed that there was a figure he had known for a long time here. At least the loneliness will be as healing.

Rengganis lips a small smile considering how ridiculous his first encounter with Fattan was.

As a new student who was following the orientation period, Rengganis was punished to sing a love song, the nervousness of the beautiful mouth Rengganis was not able to make the sound of the slightest item.

A senior woman was furious, Sister Rilly her name, Rengganis still remembered the incident.

Brother Rilly snapped it all out until the spoiled girl cried as hard as she could. Fattan, who could not bear to see the incident go forward, took over the punishment the Rengganis should have done.

“Sit down, stop crying, I'll sing,” said Fattan like a hero.

“Hey, who are you? Why are you the one who manages everything?” Rilly's sister grew angry and gave them additional tasks that they had to work on together.

As a new student who has not yet memorized the ins and outs of the school, looking for a hundred different types of plants in their school environment becomes a very difficult task.

“Remember, if you have not even a hundred, you are not allowed to return to class,” shouted Brother Rilly beaver.

Both of them went around the school trying to complete the tasks given before the bell rang. They do not want their delay in collecting assignments will be a new reason for seniors to work on them.

“We just got 57 types.” Rengganis rubbed the sweat on his forehead.

“Sabar, we'll get.” Fattan smiled soothingly.

For Fattan this was not a difficult punishment, he was happy to accept this punishment. Fattan has been fond of Rengganis since first sight. Getting a sentence around school both like this is a blessing in itself.

“Sttt,” A person's voice in the corner of the transportation room is ringing Rengganis.

“Sa—me, Brother?” Rengganis points to him, assuring that the one who is called is really him.

The athletic man nodded. His hand called Rengganis to approach.

“This.” The man was carrying one large plastic leaf and flowers of various types.

“Waaah.” Rengganis.

“Take.” The sweet man smiled.

“Thank you, Kak—”

“Arju,” The man introduced himself.

“Kak Arju,” reset Rengganis.

“Arjuna Wirata, find me on the basketball court if you need anything.” Again he smiled sweetly for the younger brother who had made him willing to do something he did not ask for.

Fattan, who saw the incident, approached.

“What is this?” Fattan grabbed the plastic in Rengganis's hands.

“It's a trap huh, Brother?” fattan Fuding.

“Please think so if you want,” Sweet smile Arju suddenly turns into a competitive smile.

“Already, the important thing is that we finish our task first, thank you, Kak.” Rengganis withdrew Fattan's hand to immediately return to the football field where a group of new students had gathered.

“One hundred-two-eleven,” count Rilly.

“Great! You know where these plants can be found.” Rilly's eyes were in disbelief.

Fattan and Rengganis just looked down.

“Somebody help?” Rilly's mouth was rattling again.

“Already, however they find it is not important, most of all they have successfully completed the mission that we provide.” Fardan, the Chairman of Osis mediates.

“Please return to your group Rengganis, Fattan.” Fardan looked so thoughtful, The light of his deep eyes implied his curiosity in the figure of the Rengganis. New students are admitted through the path of achievement with the highest marks in their city even at the provincial level.

With a distinguished family background and a beautiful face and a myriad of achievements make the name Rengganis skyrocketed rapidly among participants and orientation committee.

Many male students tried to attract his attention from the first day, as did Fattan, Arju Fardan. This is what makes Rilly and his friends feel rivaled by the presence of Rengganis who appear natural without excessive makeup.

In the end who won the love of the monkey in the heart of the Rengganis? Wanna Know? Curious? Wait again!