Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 73

...PASSION LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS ...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 73...

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Hanan is increasingly confused and to scratch his own head, even though it does not feel itchy at all. Then return to reply, "I-iya, Miss. What need is it? If it's out of duty and medical, I'm sorry, I can't. Because at this time we are a family are—"

"Asimah needs your help, Hanan. Are you still willing to refuse?" tukas Roosje hastily cut off the man's speech. Because he did not want to hear excuses, if his unavailability was concerning matters with the figure of Flowers.

"Aspirated? Yes, God! What's up with the Lord, Miss?" This time everyone there was surprised and asked themselves. "Has he fallen ill again?"

Roosje nodded, then replied in a contemptuous manner so that Hanan would fall in pity and be willing to come as soon as possible, "Right, Hanan. Dasimah is unconscious now."

"What's? Astaghfirullaahal'adhim!" hanan was shocked again. Followed by everything while stroking the chest. "Astaghfirullah …."

The man hurriedly asked his mother for permission to leave.

Answer Sumiarsih wisely, "Go, son. It's your job. But ... accompany by Mang Dirman and try, do not go home late."

Mang Dirman immediately responded, "Well, Nurse. I'll—"

"No need, Mama Hanan," Roosje said, again breaking people's speech. "I've already picked Hanan up here and will return to deliver Hanan back later. That is my duty and responsibility. How, Mama Hanan?"

"Nhhh …." Juragan Sumiarsih seemed hesitant to decide. "But ... this is already a—"

"I can guarantee Hanan's safety. That'll make sure, Mama Hanan," Roosje said for the third time. "Doctor Hanan will return home in due course. Isn't that right, Hanan?" ask this young man.

Juragan Sumiarsih glanced at his son.

Hanan is confused. But he tried to mediate and unravel the hardness of a Roosje' heart. He said, "Let's go, Miss. Please Miss go back home, I will soon follow. Because I have to—"

"You don't think this is a serious matter, Hanan? It is a matter of human soul and life. Have you people never learned about the rules, laws, and ethics of a doctor?" Roosje's voice was slightly elevated.

Hanan nodded. "L-yes, I understand that, Miss. But ... It's good too, I went with Mang Dirman. He was a confidant of our family" the man half-heartedly said.

"Bringing your own vehicle?" tanya Roosje hard. "You think we're gonna follow the horse race, huh? Then why would I bother to come here, if you were to leave separately?"

The situation is increasingly hot, just because of trivial matters. Finally Hanan relented and asked permission briefly to prepare his medical equipment.

"Mang, please help me to the room for a while," Hanan invited while waving to Mang Dirman.

The old man immediately complied, following Hanan's steps into the house. Roosje chose to wait outside with Bunga, Juragan Sumiarsih, and the three Euceu-euceu.

"Den, swear! I'm very upset about Miss Roos' attitude!" gerutu Mang Dirman while in the room of his master's son. "I'm so brave and so hard-hearted that woman!"

"But I'm so upset, Den!" said Mang Dirman back with lips until tapered forward.

"Ssttt .. Everyone has their own character, Mang," Hanan advised. "If you judge someone badly, teach yourself a lesson. At a minimum, don't behave like that."

"Ah, Aden mah is too good to be a person. That's why it's often thought that you lose."

"There are times when we also have to be hard, if it is related to self-esteem and personal principles," said Hanan trying to calm the horseman. "But for the common good, there's no harm in us being on the side that relents. Rather than both insisting and difficult to reach a consensus. The losers, of course everything without exception. Others will be its victims."

Mang Dirman snorted annoyed. "Ah, I don't understand what Aden meant just now," he said still sounding grumbling nonstop.

"Sometimes, I also often do not understand what I myself think, Mang," Hanan said accompanied by his two decks with the figure of the old man.

Not long after, Hanan immediately returned to the porch and said goodbye to his mother.

"Be careful, son. Please take good care of yourself" Juragan Sumiarsih somewhat objected to his son's choice to leave with Roosje.

"Believe the best for Hanan, Mom. Whatever you say, it is a request to God. So, try not to say it, if the heart whispers another," said Hanan while kissing his mother's hand in reverence. "Assalamu'alaikum everything …."

"Wa'alaikumussalaamussalaam!" answer the people in front of the house.

Not to forget too, Hanan asked Bunga to remain patient and calm. "God willing, my heart is fixed on one man. Don'worry. Better just pray yes, Neng," said the charming young man before stepping away.

Of course the attitude of these two lovebirds did not escape the attention of Roosje figure.

Secretly the Dutch girl said in her heart, 'Hhmmm, it's getting clearer now. The two of them were not brothers, but lovers.' He narrowed his eyes and continued to pay attention to the figure of the Flower. 'Ki Praja said, the two of them have indeed been betrothed and until now, have not officially married. But, why did that bastard woman live together in Hanan's house? Doesn't the custom of the people here prohibit that? Then, Hanan meant that he claimed to be his sister this morning, what for? Was it because I wanted to know that Hanan still had no lover? Or maybe..Hanan likes me too? Hi-hi-hi's chat. How nice it feels if—'

"Miss Roos, let's go" Hanan said, breaking Roosje's momentary daydream.

"O, yes .. I forgot, Hanan," said the girl spoiled. "Perhaps because I feel amazed by the atmosphere in this house, especially the warmth of your family person, Hanan."

"Ah, it's normal, Miss. We are used to such attitudes."

Roosje extended a line of smiles, then said, "Waaahhh, it's really beautiful then. I feel like I want to be a part of your family too, Hanan."

"You mean?" Hanan tried to digest the last sentence Roosje had just.

The tall girl who was late and almost sent with Hanan was even giggling by herself. "Hi-hi, you must understand what I mean, don't you, Hanan? Come on, you're a smart guy, but you often pretend to want to extend your conversation with me, right? Hi-hi."

Hanan even mendeham several times while looking back. Precisely on the figure of Bunga and Juragan Sumiarsih, his mother.

Then before boarding the sado body, Roosje deliberately threw a thin smile at Bunga, without Hanan's knowledge of course. So as to make the girl of Sundaibar Village increasingly made worry or upset.

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