The Love of Doctor
Extra Part: Naura's Love Story
NAURA hopes that all business today will run smoothly. Although he knew, cooperation with the old virgin was very boring and stressful. Sometimes it's like having a sudden heart attack.
A single breath came out roughly from his lips. After feeling ready, he lifted his head, looking straight ahead. From his current position, he could see Abhi's car was parked sweetly facing west, right on the right side of the entrance of the luxury Martinus house.
Naura pulled the lever of the car door, then stepped towards the main door. Today, he deliberately wears khaki colored pencil trousers, as well as a dark brown blazer clad in a white T-shirt. Today's agenda, after he met Martinus, he intended to see Susan.
"Good morning, Mom. I have a need with Mr Martinus—does he exist?" he asked the woman who was cleaning the urn near the living room.
The woman answered kindly while observing Naura's face, as if remembering who the woman in front of her was currently. "let me drop off, Mom!" she said after a few seconds, asking Naura to follow in her footsteps. Naura followed and followed the woman.
When the door of Martin's room opened, he could see Abhi sitting firmly in front of Martin's desk. It looks serious, like you're talking about something important. But, Naura doesn't want to know, which is important now, she must immediately get the address where Susan's mother lives.
"Sorry to bother you, sir. Good morning." Good morning." Naura walked in, approaching Martinus' desk.
"Please sit down, son!" Naura nodded along with a faint smile in response, then landed her butt in an empty chair, next to the cold man who was now glancing at her sharply.
"What's up, this? I happen to be talking to—
"My father excuse me first" Abhi, who was already standing, wanted to greet the old man, and prepared to leave the room.
"Why rush? Don't say hello first, it's your partner, Bhi!" martinus tried to restrain Abhi's departure. Without answering in a voice, Abhi smiled faintly, a few seconds later he left Martinus' room.
After Abhi's departure, Naura then said the intention of his arrival. She wanted to visit the home of the woman who is currently still the wife of Martinus.
"Why did you come to him?" Martin asked.
"No papa, sir. I just want to get to know him more closely. Who knows if you can reconcile your father to Susan's mother."
Brak!
The sound of table shaking filled the room. Naura slightly retreated her chair, fearing that Martinus' anger would continue. Especially after looking up and seeing Martinus's face turned crimson.
"You just need to take care of my divorce papers with that woman! Not with the others!" martinus.
Naura looked at the annoyed man in front of her. "Mother should know too! The court will not grant, if the reason is simply because of boredom. Therefore I want to see your wife. Who knew he had good reason to divorce you." Naura tried to find the right reason to convince the old man, that he was on his side.
Martinus was silent, his gaze piercing right in Naura's eyes. But, his hand nimbly opened the drawer, took out a light brown paper and thrust it in front of Naura. "I won't take responsibility for what happened to you, if you stay determined to meet this woman." Martin took a deep breath. "He's stubborn!" Said, then.
Naura hurried to pick up the paper that Martinus had proffered. Read for a moment the address listed there. "Thank you, sir." Naura smiled, then immediately stood up, said goodbye and hurried out of Martin's study.
However, the moment Naura opened the door, she was startled by Abhi's actions which instantly pulled her hand violently.
"Depart, Bhi! It's violence, I can go on a visa and sue you!" lirih Naura with a firm tone, her steps were shaken following the long stride of Abhi.
"Follow me!" ketus the man, without looking towards the Naura I lost.
"I don't want to!"
"I'll force you!"
Abhi stopped her steps, tightened the grip on Naura's wrist, then stared intently at Naura who was blasting her thin lips. He won, but he was upset.
"Abhis. Release Abhi!" shouted Naura who felt pain in the wrist. But, as if deaf Abhi, he continued his steps, approaching the white Mercedes in front of Martinus' house.
"Abichan, loose! It's sick!" yelled Naura, again. When they were in Martin's courtyard. But still, Abhi did not let the hand slip. "Chachan!"
Abhi stopped, turned to look at Naura, this time deeper, there was a glare of anger in her eyes. "Don't call me that!"
"Woah, what's going on? What reminds you of your past!" Naura quickly shook Abhi's hand, as the man was negligent. Succeeds. He then walked towards his car. I want to leave Abhi.
He wanted to meet Susan soon, get to know her more closely. Who knows, they might find out what really happened. Unexpectedly before arriving at the car, his body floated freely, his head turning on Abhi's burly back. The man carried him like a porter carrying rice.
Abhi opens the car door, places Naura's body in the seat beside the steering wheel, pairs Naura's seatbelt roughly. "Secure and silent!" his memory while enjoying the face of Naura red extinguished. Once satisfied, he closed the car door hard. Hurry around the car, so that the woman does not try to escape.
On the way, Naura completely locked her lips. He tried hard, avoiding eye contact with Abhi. Staring at the road that slowly began to leave the city of Jakarta to the city of Bogor.
Two hours without a word, only the noise from the vehicle greeted. No sound came from the lips of the two. Until exactly one o'clock in the afternoon Abhi stopped his car at one of the roadside restaurants. Naura was still silent, pretending to be asleep, when Abhi asked her to come down.
"You come down or I want to kiss, right here!" Abhi whispered beside Naura's ear, making the girl instantly open her eyes, worried that the man was acting desperate.
Naura rushed down, without leaving a word for Abhi. When he entered the restaurant that was not too wide. Naura's nose was greeted with a cooking scent that shook her stomach.
Along the entrance to the table, lined with various default menus. Starting from chicken to fish, from cucumbers to small eggplant, green vegetables that have been partially boiled, some kinds of sambal that tempts the tongue are also served on the table, ranging from green sauce to soy sauce sambal. The already hungry Naura rushed to pick up the plate from the wicker, which was already coated in banana leaves. His stomach could not resist temptation for a moment.
When finished he approached the cashier, intending to pay. He was greeted kindly by the guard who was ready to count the total food he had taken.
"His husband is not served, Ma'am?" ask the cashier.
Naura turned towards the entrance, looking at Abhi who was washing her hands with soap. "Let him take it himself." Naura's rude answer made the woman in front of her stare towards Abhi.
"The story of another couple sulking, huh?" ledek cashier woman while hiding laughter.
Without answering, Naura looked at Abhi. "Chan, please pay, I'll change!" she cried as Abhi turned to her.
"So, the romantic, husband and wife ask to be paid," chirped the cashier. But, Naura's gaze grew sharper, and immediately left the cashier's desk, she took a seat that there were only two other chairs she used to put her blazer. He deliberately did that so that Abhi would not occupy him.
The sensitive Abhi, choosing to sit by the glass window that was showing the expanse of tea gardens, began to enjoy the food he had taken.
Naura was like that, as if the two of them did not know each other. He ignored Abhi, choosing to enjoy the food in front of him. Occasionally looking back, observing Abhi, who seemed to be thinking of something.
After the food was left unnoticed, Naura deliberately waited for Abhi to enter the car first. But, what happened was that Abhi actually returned to say a word that made him boil.
"If you want to eat your bed with me, just say it. Not afraid of a sprained neck!" he hides the laughter. "I'll go to the mosque first!" he murmured, but Naura could still hear.
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