Not Mauku

Cosseted

"I go first Sir, Mak.'' said Dimas passed to the garage, took his favorite motorbike, did not forget to wear a helmet Dimas drove his motorbike, then slid down the highway, to the Hospital.

Upon arrival at Dimas Hospital rushed into his room.

"Sorry doc there's a patient waiting, let's doc" said the nurse who just arrived tergesagesa. without waiting for an answer he's gone.

Dimas turned his head, without thinking long and a little running after the nurse who first walked.

Now Dimas is stretching his body that feels very tired.

Dimas played a ballpoint with his finger, lips painted a sweet smile, adding good looks to his face.

Looking at the watch in his hand, it was time to go home, he got up from his seat to stand sliding the chair, took his cell phone and motor key, walked out of his room.

Arriving at the parking lot, he approached his motorbike.

Dimas figure is good, friendly, tall, white, sharp nose, handsome face, red lips, hairstyle is always neat, actually many admire including the sisters there.

"Oh.., handsome her..," said a nurse in the corner of the Hospital to another fellow nurse, looking at Dimas who was about to ride his motorbike, as he felt that someone was watching, and he looked at her, Dimas turned his head towards the nurse while throwing a smile and nodding his head.

Welcomed with a smile back from the sisters there, then he put on a helmet and drove the bike to the road past the other riders.

He focused his gaze forward, suddenly the tone often sounded, wanted to be lifted again the road, not in the lift of fear is very important, finally he put his bike to the side of the road stopped for a moment.

Dimas reached into the phone in his pocket and after finding out who called, he scrunched up his forehead, "What's Doctor Kamila calling me.?" her inner self while pressing the green color.

"Hello" said Dimas.

"Hello doctor Dimas, I'm not bothering doc.?" ask Karmila.

"Hmm, I'm on my way home again" said Dimas.

"Oh, sorry, how about tonight we have dinner together, there's no show.?" ask Karmila.

Dimas thought for a moment. "What's wrong, doc.?" wonder.

"There's nothing, we just talk, we haven't talked for a long time, will we.? please..," Karmila begged a little.

"Emm, where is.?" ask Dimas.

"In the cafe xx how.! yes I will wait doc, 19:30." without waiting for a response, Karmila immediately closed the call.

Dimas just shook his head and kept his phone in his pocket, he returned to his bike as quickly as possible, wanting to rest at home.

Upon arrival at home, Dimas immediately dropped his body on the bed, to relieve fatigue and fatigue, because all day he was so busy.

"Dimas," call Ms. Hesa.

At home from work sleeping, forgot to eat, sleep was still wearing work clothes, the door was not in the key so Bu Hesa could enter his room, he opened his eyes after hearing the voice of his Mama. "God what time is it.?" Dimas rubbed his eyes at the clock on the wall.

"Six o'clock, you don't even have lunch" Ms. Hesa stared fixedly at her son.

He sat down, got up from his sleep,

"I'm tired of Mak, to the point of falling asleep, haven't had time to shower either." said Dimas wriggling, Ms. Hesa was standing from the edge of Dimas' bed.

"Yes, take a shower, then eat.?" tell Ms. Hesa to Dimas who's still sitting.

"Ok," Mother Hesa came out of Dimas' room, down the stairs, straight to the kitchen finished the cooking that had been left behind.

Her father Dimas who had just arrived, sitting his body in a chair, Ms. Hesa scooped rice for her husband.

Before long Dimas was back with bare chest, wet hair he dry with a small towel.

Walk into the closet, take a short dress shirt of sangria color, combined with matching color trousers. then tidying the hair, and do not forget to spray perfume, into his body.

Then pick up the phone and lock the motor on the table.

"What else is it.? forget, oya a watch." murmured Dimas, put a watch in his hand, then left his room, walked down the stairs occasionally looking at the watch in hand.

"Well, it may be too late" thought Dimas, his right hand bearing a jacket.

"Waw is cool..., also my brother is good..,!" Maria, who was at the dinner table, was amazed to see her brother, Dimas who had just come down from the stairs stopped his steps.

"Emang all this time ugly brother huh.?Dimas stared intently at his sister.

"No, no" Mary licked her tongue, and continued to eat.

Dimas turned his eyes to his parents. "Mom, sir, I'm leaving first" Dimas said.

"Yes be careful" said Ms. Hesa, following her husband's nod.

Dimas also stepped his feet towards the door, before he opened the door, the door was open first, "Where are you going.?" tanya Sandi Dimas's younger brother just arrived.

"Out" answered Dimas briefly and passed Sandi, rushed to take the favorite motorbike, did not take long Dimas had already advanced the motor, with moderate speed.

After a few tens of minutes, Dimas arrived at the destination, he entered looking for the existence of Karmila, it turns out he was sitting sweetly at the table that had been promised, he said, Karmila, who had been waiting, was restless waiting.

Karmila who watched the figure who walked tergesagesa approached him carrying a jacket in his hand, a neat suit adds to the good looks emanated from Dimas.

Dimas was greeted with a sweet smile Karmila who wore a short peach dress, as well as Dimas giving a smile, and extending his hand, after shaking hands he sat right in front of Karmila.

"Have you waited a long time.? sorry" said Dimas with a sharp look can not be separated from his smile.

Karmila who had been looking on endlessly, her heart trembled when she looked at Dimas.

"Jeez...., why did I become so erratic anyway.?" inner Karmila momentarily bowed down.

"Oh, that's okay" said Karmila, giving her sweetest smile.

"Sorry again, right,? oya what's the matter.? so much tumben met here.?" said Dimas put his hands on the table.

"There's nothing to miss, hi.hi.hi.hi..! what do you want to order.?" Karmila called the cafe waiter.

The servant approached, standing on the right side of Karmila.

"Mas, order a sandwich one, orange juice one, oya do you want to order doc.? said Karmila glanced at Dimas alternately with the cafe waiter.

"Em..., what is it.?" Dimas thought a little. "Sandwich is the same as this lady, and drink only Apple juice" Dimas added to the cafe waiter who immediately provided his customer's order.

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