The Nurse's Choice of Man

Boba Ice

After about fifteen minutes of waiting, Amara finally saw Dimas appear with a paper bag containing a box of Naura necklaces inside.

Dimas seemed to walk casually while looking down at the phone screen. When he was close to the car, the man with black eyes smiled at Amara who stood leaning on the front of the car body.

"Well, why are you standing outside? Why not just go in?" ask Dimas while walking closer, of course with a serious mimic and a convincing tone.

Frankly, Dimas' rhetorical question was answered by Amara. While staring at the man cynically, she then grumbled at her husband.

"Where to go, the car keys are not given!"

Dimas laughed and realized his stupid behavior. More to see Amara tickle him.

"Hahaha, I forgot! Sorry, yes."

"Forgot, what was it on purpose?" sindir Amara's.

"Don't really forget, Mar. You'll see for yourself I'll pick up the phone" explained Dimas. He then took a position next to Amara and leaned his body on the body of the car, just like Amara did.

For some reason, Dimas' cool style always managed to make Amara stunned. The proof, the heart of the girl pounded every time she got close to the man. When their views are birobed, Amara can not linger to look at it because the clumsiness always dominates. As a result, he hurriedly threw away his gaze to dispel the unnatural feeling that resided.

Glancing at Amara who was frowning while playing an ice straw boba, Dimas then poked Amara's cheek with anxiety.

"Ngapain pout that way? Namba, huh?" godanya naughty.

Amara laughed scornfully.

"Riggers? Who am I, until I have to swallow everything! Yuk ah, go home. It's so hot." Without waiting for a reply Dimas, Amara immediately went to the front passenger door. Up there he stopped, then looked at Dimas with a demanding look.

"What's? Why do you care about me like that?" asked Dimas with a choking chin.

"The door's open!" amara's Order.

Once again Dimas laughed. Whether intentional or not, his stupid attitude managed to make his wife upset. Just hurry he got up and caught up with Amara on the left side of the car.

"Yes, yes .. I opened." Dimas pressed the remote contact and opened the door for Amara. "Please enter, Mr. Princess ...," he said, inviting the half-bending body of the prince to the princess.

Amara deliberately did not respond to Dimas' sweet attitude in order to avoid kebaperan. He put on a flat face, then went in and sat in the passenger seat. After installing the seatbelt well, Amara was made curious by the attitude of Dimas who just stared at her.

"Why am I so worried?" he asked as he looked at Dimas' face in wonder.

"Seek for ice. I'm thirsty."

"Nothing. I just bought this." Amara thawed, then grabbed the boba glass she had originally placed.

"Buy one?" Dimas broadened with his lebay style. "Geez, Mar .. when you buy just one!"

"I'm alone, Mom. I bought five! Who's gonna drink?"

"You can at least buy two. Make me one. Make it one."

"Yes sorry. I didn't know that Mas Dimas was thirsty" said Amara, pretending to be sorry.

"If this is it, it is." Dimas snatched Amara's ice boba which stayed half without warning. Even just when Amara was about to suck it up. Obviously Amara was glaring because his hand lost the boba, and as quickly as lightning stretched out his hand was about to reach even though he actually did not arrive.

"Mas, no!"

Just wanted to hold back, but Dimas had already sucked it.

"Ah .. fresh," Dimas sighed with pleasure without caring for Amara who covered her face with her palms in anger. Seeing Amara's expression that he thought was not clear just made him tickled to ask.

"Why is that grimacing?"

Amara growled while throwing a glance. "Ngapain is drunk, anyway Mas ...! That's the rest of me!"

"What if this is the rest of you?" Dimas responds casually to Amara's words, then throws the empty boba glass right into the trash. "Yeyyy, it worked!" the cheers were proud, then closed the car door and walked towards the steering wheel door.

After putting on her seatbelt, she looked back at Amara who seemed to be still very upset.

"Why lo? Still sprain?"

Amara simply responded to Dimas's question with a soft snort.

"What!" Amara. The girl stares at Dimas with her eyes twitching.

"Yes!"

"Not wrong, is it?"

"Yes no, lah. In fact, I've been drinking ice boba leftover, lo."

"But I've been trying to ban you, Mom! Dimasas was the one who did. And again ...." Amara stopped her speech for a moment. Suddenly rounding his eyes as if he had just realized something. "Eh, I'm healthy, okay! Even if Mas gets a contagious disease, it's definitely not from me!"

"Keep from whom?"

"Where do I know! It could be from someone else. Like ... from your boyfriend, for example," said Amara, folding her hands in front of her chest, of course, with her face still showing an annoyed expression. Indeed, he only speaks the origin without the slightest tucked away intent. However, apparently Dimas responded to that with his typical mockery.

"So does it spread to Naura? Hayoooo, you're jealous, aren't you Naura? Ngaku," seduced Dimas with a laugh. His index finger also pointed towards Amara. And in that second Amara only realized if there was something wrong with his words. However, instead of being angry, the man was not even offended by Amara's words just now.

"Who's jealous!" amara protests to dispel Dimas' suspicions.

"Lo!"

"No!"

"Lied."

"Close," concluded Amara lazy. He was really lazy to respond to Dimas's jokes.

I don't know what's on Dimas's mind right now, which is obvious, he just smelled a smile and started running his iron horse.

No chatter occurred until the car stopped in front of the house. Amara immediately went down to open the fence, while Dimas waited for the fence to open wide to be able to enter his car.

Until both of them finished cleaning themselves, Amara still seemed to put on an upset face. Errata. More precisely riled, because Dimas almost caught wet how he felt the truth.

The clock has shown ten o'clock at night. Dimas had already received a call from Naura to pick her up immediately. However, before he left, Dimas who was neat with navy suit stelan color was intending to meet Amara who was in the kitchen just to say goodbye.

"Mar," he called slowly.

Amara, who was washing dishes, turned off the water faucet when she heard her name on the call.

"Yes" said Amara.

The girl immediately looked back and immediately smiled to find Dimas already standing there with a neat appearance. There was no angry or angry look like the one he had shown.

"You're gonna go get Naura, okay?" guess with plain mimicry. A moment later he smiled sincerely before finally adding. "Have fun, yes Mas. Greetings to Ms. Naura, may she live a long and healthy life always on her birthday."

"Thank you." Dimas smiled.

"Together," replied Amara sincerely. Without waiting for the man to move, he turned back and continued his activities. Turn on the water faucet and rinse the dishes after the foaming plate.

When he put a clean plate on the shelf on the right side, he suddenly felt a touch from behind. For a moment he was even lulled by the warm taste and fragrant aroma emanating from the perfume.

However, soon after he was made wide-eyed by a hand that suddenly entrenched in front of his face. The arm with a navy suit jacket was clutching a necklace dangling with white diamond stones into a pendant. The white-skinned arm that extended out from behind was really successful to his surprise.

Amara's body froze. He knows that hand. But what does that action mean?

In order to dispel curiosity, he hurriedly turned his head because he felt this was unnatural. Sure enough, the figure of Dimas who was smiling immediately greeted him when Amara turned around. The girl was shocked. Can't talk between confusion and disbelief.

"Make it, lo" said Dimas, as if he knew what question was swirling in his wife's mind.

Dimas smiled faintly in response to the silent Amara. Without waiting for the girl's reaction, he then put a necklace in his hand on the wife's neck.

Amara, who was trying hard to study, could only be silent when Dimas tried to hook the two ends of the necklace on the back of his neck. With such a close distance he could even feel the coolness of Dimas' breath, the gentle touch of the man, as well as how warm his body temperature was. Gosh, Amara even imagined what it would be like to lean on that sturdy chest.

Ah, suddenly he felt his heart pounding in there. At that time he could only close his eyes while hoping that Dimas would not listen to the pounding of his heart that worked twice as fast.

As realized from something, Amara immediately opened her eyes and reflexively held the hand of Dimas who was trying to hook.

"Mas Dimas."