Young Physician From the Village
CHAPTER 27
The car driven by Doni has arrived in the city of Semarang.
"Someday we'll play here with Fitri and Kumala Don..."
Suddenly Radit uttered a sentence that made Doni astonished.
"It's like your head is in trouble, Dit..."
Reply Doni without looking at Radit.
Not much more conversation going on. Doni is more focused on driving because the streets are quite crowded, Radit is more silent, but often smiles his own smile. Lek Pardi and Siti fell asleep in the back seat.
After a fairly tiring journey, they arrived at the port of Merak.
"Lek..already until Peacock, wake up lek..."
Doni tells Radit to wake his uncle.
Since it was already night, they had to wait until the next day to cross over to the island of Sumatra.
"Daily I haven't been able to copy Dit, let's find a coffee shop in front.."
Take Doni who looks exhausted. He is not used to driving long distances. Radit agrees with Doni.
"Ditt.you're really weird lately, don't you stick your demit in the woods when the day.."
Doni opened the conversation at a coffee shop.
"Raimuu. "
Reply Radit and light a cigarette. Radit sucks in a kretek cigarette with the logo number 234 inside, then exhales the smoke upwards..
"You should not be surprised, you do not know why, suddenly I feel confident that someday we will meet Fitri and Kumala again..."
Looks like Radit's back to normal as usual.
"I sometimes think Dit, one day I meet Kumala, but at that time she was with another man. Just imagining it feels like it's hurt.."
Doni said as his eyes glared far into the fairly clear sky.
"I understand where you're talking, not necessarily Kumala and his parents just want to be with a man of wealth.."
Reply Radit who is now turning to fashion wise.
"Come behind Dit, I'm so tired..."
Doni invites Radit back to the car, they both choose to sleep in the car. While Lek Pardi and his wife sleep in the inn not far from there.
Tolooong.... Don't take my bag....
Suddenly a mother screamed for help when there was a snatch that was trying to pull the mother's bag.
The woman maintained all the might of the bag in her hand, but the power of the snatcher was much stronger. The mother of the mother fell down to get the pull of all her might from the snatcher. And the bag in his hand has now been captured.
When the man was about to run away to the motorbike of his friend, arrived....
Buukkk....
A rock the size of a spherical ball hit the scapegoat of the snatcher earlier, at that moment the man in the leather jacket fell to hit his friend's motorbike.
"Give me the bag, and get out of here, my mood's not good.."
Said Doni flat who arrived already behind the two jambret cabal.
"Don't be a pretentious hero, canapuss you....!!"
The man who was on the bike went down and took the cleaver tucked in his waist. The glint of a sharp machete eye was slashed towards Doni's shoulder.
Doni also with his reflexes jumped back. Radit pulled the mother's mother a bit away from the three of them, she was not interested in fighting at all, Radit focused on treating the woman's wound due to being hit by the lip of the sidewalk.
"We just kill this boy bang.."
Said snapper whose nape was hit by an accurate throw of Doni earlier. His friend nodded in agreement and then attacked doni together.
Slaaassh....Traanggg...
The cleaver was fired back towards Doni's neck. At once Doni's palm let out a deep purple light catching a machete that stayed an inch from his neck, and then was broken easily by Doni.
"You're making my mood worse"
**plaaakkk...
The other snapper just gawked and arrived tremors all over his body.
"Ampuun...."
Plaaaakk....
A fairly loud slap was heard again as the man begged for mercy to Doni.
It seemed that Doni only wanted to teach the 2 men a lesson, despite the possibility of making most of the man's teeth wobble.
"Woiii was dumb, you goblo** return the bag, you don't see if I get hit...!!"
Jerk the man who is still in the grip of Doni to his friend who is getting tremor.
Plaaaakk....
Now the man even slapped his friend because from earlier gawking saw him beaten by Doni.
"I..iyaa...baang...this is the bag I returned...."
After getting a slap that was hard enough he just realized then returned his bag to the mother mother with a hand that shook violently.
"Already Baang, aampunnn..."
The other man knelt while his hands worshipped begging for mercy when he saw Doni's hand raised back up.
"Where to go, don't snap anymore, real work. Thank you, you guys have made my mood so much better...."
Said Doni with a mocking smile, then approached Radit who was still examining the wound of the mother earlier.
2 The snatch also ran by pushing the motor. So afraid, they did not manage to turn on the motor.
"Which part of Mom still hurts.."
Radit asked the woman.
"Looh, I've never hurt my body again, thank you, you're really good children..."
The woman replied. Radit just smiled to see the mother of the mother was no longer feeling pain.
"Other times more heart, ma'am...If you can't go alone, what's the night.."
Radit advised with as much politeness as possible.
"Let me call you a cab, I'll be safer"
Said Doni and just passed by calling a taxi across the street.
"Thank you very much, may God repay your kindness. And I hope we can meet again someday"
Say it before entering the taxi. Radit and Doni shook the woman's hand while kissing the back of her palm.
"Let's walk sir..."
The woman's orders to the taxi driver. Seemed some tears trickled back in the corner of his eyes because touched by the attitude of Radit and Doni.
Even as the woman gave away some 50 thousand bills, Radit and Doni rejected her subtly.
"So her son didn't come with you.."
Ask the taxi driver to speak as a form of hospitality to passengers.
"Not my son sir, even I forgot to ask their names, but I really hope they will be my son..."
The woman replied slowly, as if she did not want to continue the conversation. And the driver understood, he no longer asked even if it was just a stale base.
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"Ckckck..bluke as hard as this you break like a lidi...."
Radit took the machete's fault while shaking his head in wonder.
"I'm sorry dit matahin the machete, even if I fail to catch and my hand is injured, there will be you who can dobatin, hehehe...."
Reply Doni cengengesan.
"Raimuu Doon.ayo rest, tomorrow's journey is still very long.. "
Reply Radit while putting the broken machete into the trash.