The Nurse's Choice of Man

Loving you in silence

"Mas Dimas."

"Yes?" Dimas stops his activities as Amara's hand restrains. The man lowered his head in order to be able to stare at the wife's face clearly. "What's wrong?"

"What does this mean?" amara asked confused.

"Why is it still? Yes, obviously, you, it's." Dimas continued to wear the necklace after replying in a relaxed tone. After finishing, he took a step back to see the appearance of the necklace on the neck of Amara covered in hijab. "Suitable," he said full of satisfaction. Then lower the hijab Amara to close it.

Amara lowered her head and slightly lifted the hijab in order to stare at the necklace. There was no happy expression he showed, but an attitude of surprise. Afterwards, he raised his head, looking at Dimas with a doubtful expression.

"But, Mas–"

"Gosah protest," cut Dimas with a demanding expression. "Gue know, you like that necklace, right?"

"Huh?"

Amara was stunned, while Dimas actually reviewed a meaningful smile.

A few hours ago at the jewelry store, Dimas who was choosing a necklace for Naura accidentally saw Amara nailing his gaze. The girl stared long at a silver necklace with diamond ornaments on its pendant. However, when asked what she wanted, the girl suddenly shifted her eyes and just said she wanted nothing.

As a man who has lived for a long time with Amara of course Dimas knows very well the character of the girl. He is reluctant to accept gifts from others if for no apparent reason. Clearly, he had to turn his brain to buy the necklace without Amara knowing.

Exactly, when walking to go home, Dimas' phone suddenly rang and he used it to kink. As Amara walked towards the car, she ran back to the store. With a breath of breath, he asked the shopkeeper who had served his purchase.

"Sir, I want to buy that necklace," pointed Dimas at a necklace that he remembered very well that necklace that was what Amara had noticed.

"What is this, sir?" ask the guard while pointing at the same necklace.

"true." Dimas nodded confidently. "Snap, Ma'am. I can't go long" insisted Dimas impatiently. While occasionally staring at the exit, his hand moved to knock on the window table in an anxious manner. Worried that Amara would suddenly come.

"Good, sir." The shopkeeper took the necklace that was displayed on the

with a cautious attitude before then showing it to Dimas.

"Look, Sir. Although the design of this necklace looks simple, but for the price of this necklace is more expensive than the necklace you bought at the beginning. Because the quality of the diamond on this necklace is better than the kung that was. Are you sure you really want to buy this, or maybe you'll replace it with another model?" obviously the girl was at once making an offer.

Without a second thought, Dimas replied, "I want this one. How much I will pay."

"Good, Sir. Please wait a minute I'll pack."

Dimas deliberately rejected the second paper bag and chose to unite the jewelry box Amara with Naura. Of course, so Amara does not suspect because this is a surprise.

When approaching the car he chose to walk casually while pretending to play HP. For what else if not for the sake of avoiding Amara's suspicions. Forgetting to give the car keys is also not a deliberate thing. For this one, he had completely forgotten.

As her gaze turned to Dimas, Amara could only look down while biting her lower lip. Shame, because it was caught red-handed.

"Lo likes it, right?" ask Dimas in a careful tone to be sure.

Amara did not answer. Honestly, he did admire the necklace. However, he never even thought if the expensive object would be his, especially until Dimas bought it.

"But, Mas–" Amara looked up and looked at Dimas with a doubtful look. "I did have time to look at this necklace, but people looking at it did not necessarily want. Dimas should know that. Mas Dimas don't misunderstand me. I know, this necklace is very expensive. This doesn't suit me. Sorry, Mas .. I can't accept ...."

"It doesn't fit, Amara. The necklace person is so beautiful after you wear it. Okay, don't take it off!" edith was taken holding his wife's hand. "Who said it was an expensive necklace? It's cheap, kali. Who can buy," he denied with a reassuring expression. His eyes looked at Amara fixedly to build the girl's trust.

"Lied." Amara didn't just believe it.

Dimas chuckles.

"Who's lying, Mar. Swear," he said, pointing two fingers, index and middle fingers.

Yep. Dimas wasn't lying. To him, fifty million dollars meant nothing if it could make the woman happy.

"Udah, I'm thinking a lot. This is a gift for you because you have been a good wife to me. Thank you, because you always understand me. You're a good girl, and I'm sure you'll get a good guy."

Aaaah, the words Dimas just now really made Amara moved. The girl almost shed tears. Dimas is an indifferent guy. However, behind his attitude he has a sincere heart.

Amara was speechless when the man cupped her shoulders. Looking at his eyes fixedly, then spoke softly with half-bending bodies to align their height. Ahh, Amara's heart even nearly jumped because it worked twice as fast.

"But, Mas ... Sister Naura?"

"Well, do you care about him?" Dimas chuckled as he took off Amara's shoulder and then stood up straight. "My husband is me. So Naura has absolutely no right to forbid I give anything to elo. Yes I do love him. But I'm still your husband. The more I should have liked it, not him. But yes, his name is also love. That's a big barrier for me to be fair. Sorry, yes. All this time I've been leading Naura rather than lo."

Again the words of Dimas made Amara nervous. Instantly her clear eyes glazed over and almost shed tears. However, he hurriedly reviewed the smile and shifted his gaze to ward off the melancholic side that had suddenly appeared.

"Mas Dimas said what, anyway? I have no right to demand justice. I realized, I'm just the third person among you," he said unpleasantly. Ah, again Amara made a dilemma.

"Thank you, Mar. Lo is the most understanding. While others may think I'm crazy for accepting Naura a second time, you support me with all my body. Just so you know, Mar, I am the type of loyal man who does not easily move in love. I'm trying to accept Naura's mistake because I love her. Maybe others think I'm a petty. But, my attitude is justified, Mar. Doesn't man need a chance to right the wrongs?"

Amara nodded her head, reciting the word Dimas. A smile also rose on his lips. However, if Dimas knew, the smile was only a mask covering the bitterness of his heart.

Is correct. He was hurt by Dimas' honesty. However, he realized that being hurt with honesty was better than being loved by lies.

"So far, I've always tried to prioritize Naura to keep her feelings in check. I know Mama Papa who doesn't agree with me. I want her to be sure of this love so she doesn't go a second time."

Dimas laughed bitterly at his stupidity. Then he smiled again as he looked at Amara, and in a slow tone, he asked his wife.

"Lo must think I'm a stupid guy, right?"

Amara shakes quickly.

"No. If Mas Dimas himself knew the reason, maybe Mas Dimas was just a poor man enslaved by love."

Again Dimas laughed bitterly. Amara's words successfully touched her heart. But he was not at all hurt. Maybe Amara's words have a point.

To appreciate Amara's honest attitude, he without awkwardly smiled so sweetly, then rubbed the cheeks of the wife's hue with gentleness.

"Thank you for your honesty, Mar," he said sincerely. A moment later, he turned around and left after saying goodbye. "Gue left first, yeah. Go fight for love."

"Be careful, Mas" said Amara, staring at the wide back that was moving away.

If you're good at keeping feelings, then I'm best at hiding feelings, loving you in silence. As long as I'm your wife, I will endure with all my soul.