The Love of Doctor

Extra Part: Naura's Love Story

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After finishing the prayer, Abhi hurriedly went home. He refused Erik's offer to have lunch together. For that reason, her mother cooked. If he ate at Erik's house pity his mother would surely be disappointed, because his cooking no one ate.

Arriving at the apartment, Abhi's face looks pale, in addition to the effects of fatigue, it was also due to an impromptu interview that triggered his adrenaline. Four years ago, he wasn't that strong when he met Olive's parents. I hope it's just an age factor.

"Why are you, Bhi?" Widya who saw Abhi walking gontai quickly approached her. "You're sick, your face is pale, you know?" widya's hand landed on Abhi's forehead checking her son's body temperature.

"No, Ma. I was just exhausted, "Abhi replied, throwing her body on the sofa, lifting her leg and putting it in the hand of the sofa. His eyes closed as if he was thinking about a severe problem, but just trying to remember it.

"Mom make drinks first." The understanding Widya rushed towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Ma?" abhi asked as he did not hear his nephew's voice.

"Go, Ara is fussy asking for a walk. Still in Jakarta." Widya answered briefly while busy making drinks for her son. "O, yes tomorrow the day after tomorrow your mother and sister will be home. You take good care of yourself. Don't eat late. Try you're married, surely mama will not be this worried," she scolded while returning to Abhi.

"Why don't you just stay here, anyway?"

"Abhi .. mama has been discussing this too often. Mama does not want to leave your papa's legacy supermarket." that's why Widya still lives in Pematangsiantar, many memories with her husband that she can not forget.

"Ma, sit down, dech!" Abhi patted the empty chair beside her, as Widya was about to do something in the kitchen. "There's something important Abhi wants to say."

"Why? About the future wife? Have you found it?" Widya asked, her voice sounding enthusiastic.

"No, Ma. Abhi is confused, even though we just separated. But, how could—Abhi not remember her face at all. It's hard, Ma, even if it's just a little smile."

"Open the picture, dong! Who else has conquered you? Not Olivia, is it? If she's the one you chose, mom strictly forbids your relationship with her!" Widya's Sweats.

"Not, Ma."

"Keep who?"

"Sometimes Abhi knew."

Widya nodded, "soon yes," she said rubbing Abhi's hair. "You are no longer young, if there is a suitable immediately fulfill your good intentions."

"Abhi still wants to establish her heart again, Ma" said Abhi, she did not want to be too hasty in anchoring her heart.

Widya nodded, "O yes, Bhi. Where's that front neighbor, huh? For two days, I pushed the door button, not opened. Have moved, but how evil would not say goodbye to mother."

Abhi just smiled faintly. Trying to remember Naura's face but nil. Even his smile could not be remembered. It's like global amnesia. To be honest, he misses the girl. Especially her voice that always invites her to argue.

"Abhi to the room first, want to clean up," she told the mother. Widya nodded, and ordered to come down for lunch together.

Once in the room, Abhi asks Nathan to find Naura's mobile number. Without waiting for long, Abhi had already gotten Naura's mobile number. But, when he tried to call the girl, the call was not connected.

"Than, you must be wrong, deh, give me the number." maki Abhi when I called Nathan again.

"Yes, really."

Abhi suddenly patted her forehead. "I just remembered, the car and the bag are still left in the place of Mr. Martinus. Tomorrow morning you come here, yeah!" After ordering Nathan, Abhi ended his call. He got out of bed, opened the window curtains, looked at the crowd of Jakarta

in the afternoon.

On the other side. After Abhi's departure.

Erik invited Damar into his study. Like there was a serious problem Damar hurriedly pulled Erik into the room.

"What's wrong?" erik asked as they sat facing each other. Damar took out a Gold-colored invitation paper. Then thrust it in front of Erik.

"Sashi and I are expecting your presence." Erik frowned, then opened the invitation paper, smiling brightly. "I don't know, it could be 45 years, you know."

"Read his note should not invite children and grandchildren." perremember Damar. "We're an elderly party" he added.

Erik laughed amusedly, "you're making a rich party gini!" Holding his shaken stomach. "I'm shadowing you first, dance party, filled with gray couples. What if the gout recurred?" Erik's breath stung, then coughed. "Fe-no-me-nal," he sneered again affirming every fragment of the word.

"Very well don't mess up my show!" threatening Damar, he memorized Erik's character.

"Ok, ready. We will be the prettiest and most handsome couple among you. Just look at us going up against Queen Diana and Prince Charles." Erik's remaining laughter made Damar groan several times.

"The kulo nyuwun ...." The voice of the little girl sounded, distracting them. Leya ran over to Erik and sat on his lap.

"Hi Leya, what did you say?" ask Erik.

"Kulo nyuwun, Opa."

"What does that mean?" Damar's meaningless trying to figure it out.

"I don't understand either." Erik shrugged his shoulders. "Obviously, if you're going home, you must be contagious."

"Try searching in the search engine," Erik orders, then asks Leya to repeat.

"Kulo nyuwun, the handsome Opa-opa." Damar smiled brightly upon hearing Leya's call.

Damar read his phone screen. "Oh, that's him asking for something" he explained to Erik.

"That's not it, Opa!" Leya looked annoyed, glaring at Damar. "Kulo nyuwun, the same thing with Assalamu'alaikum greeting. That's not knowing." Leya explained in an angry tone.

"Good, dear Leya. It's not kulo nyuwun but kulo nuwun." The callun who just came in explained.

"Oh, Leya was wrong, Dad!" Leya covered her tiny lips, but it could be seen, the girl was holding back a laugh.

"Mr ...." Kalun nodded then took a seat in front of Erik joined the two elderly.

"Leya's coming with you first, she's in Naura's mom's room!" Kalun's orders to his daughter. The girl directly came down from Erik's lap to meet his tantric mother. Already one week they did not meet, the longing that Leya felt was already passionate.

"Your father is cruel, Kal. He asked Abhi to be a prayer priest. Even though the late Papa Danu used to be that way, very." Adu Damar's.

"If I had, I wouldn't have really. Yes timing? My son, I'm handing it to my rich jerk. Well, at least Naura can get better than her papa. Especially the experience of my two previous daughters-in-law. So, naturally dong if I now want his religion. Not wrong, right?" Erik spelled out at length to Damar.

"Tumben insyaf" said Damar. Kalun who was there laughed a lot. Until Leya finally went back into the workspace.

"Opa, dad, aunt mama badanya hot. He said it hurt."

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