The Love of Doctor

Extra Part: Naura's Love Story

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It still takes approximately 50 minutes to arrive in Cianjur district. At the house of Susan's mother, Martin's wife. Their clients.

Naura can enjoy the trip this time. He had to lower the windshield to feel the fresh air. The expanse of tea gardens and the up and down streets tested his andrenaline. The wind that came managed to scramble his hair to such an extent. But he seems to enjoy it. Without Naura realizing there was a smile of her own, enjoying her expression.

His face changed drastically, a stark contrast before lunch. Naura must pretend to sleep, in order to kill the time that feels long while with Abhi. But, right now he was so happy, let alone being able to breathe the air of this city, again. Even if going with Alea is not this enthusiastic.

"It looks like the weather's starting to get worse. Close window!" Abhi stared towards the sky, which was slowly covered in black clouds.

Naura said, "Is it still far away?" tanyanya, turned to look towards Abhi. Just this time he was talking to the man, after lunch thirty minutes ago.

"Awhile, again. About two more climbs." Abhi replied with eyes fixed focused towards the road.

"Wow, it looks like you're having a poultice! Or maybe ...." Naura did not continue her words, she simply blinked her eyes repeatedly.

Abhi was silent, unwilling to respond to Naura's words. He focused towards the road, following the several ranks of cars that seemed to be heading towards the same subdistrict.

Not yet at the destination, water spots began to wet the glass of Abhi's car. Slowly the speck became millions of water droplets that more and more water the roof of his car. Heavy rain came, with strong winds.

"We're slow, we'll be here soon." Abhi tells. Naura nodded because she was quite afraid of the road conditions that seemed to turn slippery.

A few minutes later, Abhi stopped his car in the front yard of the semi-permanent house. The house is dominated by the brown color of the top wood, while the bottom is a lot of red brick arrangement.

Naura immediately put on her blazer, in order to ward off the cold that started attacking her. He prepared to go down, and ran towards the terrace of the house. But Abhi's hand held him.

"You wait here first! Don't be desperate!" as Abhi remembers, he then gets out of the car, opening the back of his car to pick up an umbrella.

Abhi's clothes were wet, but he was carrying a spare shirt that he used to put in the car. Unlike Naura, who had brought nothing on her way here.

After the umbrella opened wide, it covered his body. Abhi hurried over to Naura. But the girl was angry with him. Not want to join.

"So I'll see Susan's mom?" abhi asked as he opened the car door. Naura observes the umbrella that now protects Abhi's body, not too wide, but if she refuses surely her clothes will get wet. Unfortunately, he did not bring a spare shirt.

"Run or want me to stay, will I?" said the impatient Abhi. He was preparing to turn his body about to leave Naura.

"Eee wait! Yes, I'm going down" he said quickly and rushed down and stood beside Abhi.

Like shooting a drama, Abhi grabbed Naura's arm so that the girl's body was not exposed to raindrops. "Nearby, your clothes will get wet!" abhi said as Naura tried to keep her body away.

"Don't think of a pervert, yeah! Watch out!" naura gave a warning. Now he's eroding the distance with Abhi. His arm came into contact with Abhi's burly arm.

"God! Where is my lust for you!" reply Abhi, staring reluctantly at Naura's face. Accompanied by mocking ruckus.

"Excuse me, is Susan's mom around?" naura asked, as she saw the main door open wide.

Susan's mother's house is not like the house of Mr. Martinus, the house is simpler but the luxury category when compared to others.

A woman approached Naura. "What's up, Ma'am?" The woman actually asked back with a typical Central Javanese accent.

"Sorry, ma'am, we're from Jakarta. Is Susan's mother there?" reset Naura. Who understood because it seemed like the mother had not heard her question, because the rain was so heavy that it made her voice muffled.

The woman fell silent, "New Susan's mother to Cisarua, pick up her son. Maybe come back later before Maghrib" the woman replied.

"Mas, Abhi huh?" ask the woman when she finds out Abhi's presence behind Naura's body. The man just nodded slowly, with a faint smile.

"Let's in!" the request is friendly, when you find out who is visiting.

"I make a drink first" he said after letting them sit down.

They went back to the beginning, silent mode, but their gazes were as if they were communicating.

"Astagha my phone is in the bag!" naura said as she realized something.

"Where's your bag? Let me get it."

"Yes, get it there! In the car that's still parked in Martinus's house!" naura was full of emotion. "All because of you!"

"Kok me, it's because you're the one who's lost your mouth!"

"Still groaning, if you're not carrying me, there's no way I'm in a car with you. No, Yes!" Naura throws the chair cushion towards Abhi's body. Both of them were silent when ART returned, bringing two cups of warm drinks. The woman observes Abhi who is now silent without a word.

"Mas Abhi, long time no come. How are you?" ask the woman who is now sitting in one of the guest chairs.

"Thank God be healthy, ma'am."

"It's been a successful man, huh?" ask again. Abhi just smiled faintly. From the look on his face he refused to continue the conversation.

"For a long time, I waited for Mas Abhi to come" he said later. "When the distance here Jakarta is not too far, but why rarely come?"

"What time are you home, Mom?" abhi asked, distancing Zainab from the discussion of the past. While Naura was just silent, watching the chatter of the two, let her just listen, who knows can get important information about Abhi.

"Not yet, maybe in a minute." Zainab stared ahead, "but, I don't know, because the weather is like this." Zainab returned to the guest table.

"That's it?" Abhi rubbed his beard. Then he turned to Naura.

"This mother ... Mas Abhi's wife, yes?" The curious Zainab began to ask.

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