The Nurse's Choice of Man

Sweet Treatments

"Come, Honey. Just this once," asked Naura again. The girl continued to persuade even though Dimas had repeatedly rejected her.

Dimas himself has not yet decided. With his left hand shaking his waist and his right hand massaging his forehead, he seemed to be thinking hard. He was worried, but on Naura he was very dear. It never crossed his mind to make the girl hurt.

"Okay." In the end Dimas accepted the invitation, and it made Naura's eyes sparkle with delight. However, apparently the man was not finished with his words. "But, let's book two rooms, yeah."

The cheerful smile on Naura's face instantly vanished, changing into a disappointed expression.

"Why should it be two? That's a waste of his name!" the girl's protest was unacceptable.

"Because we're not legitimate, honey."

Naura immediately throttled. "Eat him. Buruan dong. Let us be halal. I don't have a problem, even if it's just a serial marriage."

"It's not time yet, honey. Patience yes. If it has become the path of destiny, the soul mate will not go where, really." Dimas reviewed the smile, then re-captured Naura full of affection. To the girl, he always acts mature in order to protect the selfish and spoiled Naura. Unlike the Amara, Dimas is actually ignorant and tends to be more spoiled.

It is not that he did it without cause. From the beginning, he could see the adult attitude attached to Amara. The girl had a motherly soul and was so compassionate. When he was angry, instead of looking terrible, Amara actually looks adorable, and that's what makes him like to flirt.

"The day is getting night. How about we go to the hotel now?" ask Dimas after the clock on his left wrist shows at eleven.

"Hemm, you're impatient, yes ...," teased Naura while muttering the tip of Dimas' nose. Dimas laughed a little before putting a warm kiss on Naura's right cheek.

"Of course" Dimas said with a laugh.

The two then drove to the hotel appointed by Naura. A hotel with a luxury concept that provides premium service as an advantage.

They went in and approached the receptionist to check in.

"Welcome," greeted the beautiful-looking receptionist politely as she flashed a friendly smile. "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"We want to order two ka–" Dimas stopped his speech when suddenly the phone in his pocket rang. He immediately picked up the object and saw who the caller was. Turning his gaze to Naura, he then said, "From Amara, dear. I'll lift it up a minute, yeah."

"But, honey." Naura tries to restrain Dimas, but the man hints through the hand to ask for his understanding. Naura was just grumbling with annoyance. Amara always manages to ruin their moments. Now he could only look at the lover who was talking to himself from a distance.

"How, did you book a room?" ask Dimas when he returns while keeping his phone in his pants pocket.

"What did the woman say?" Instead of answering Dimas, Naura asked back. From the face of Dimas that looks unusual, he can guess something unpleasant has happened to Amara.

"Darling .. sorry I have to go home soon."

Naura muttered snorting. He already thought this would happen.

"Is Amara sick to her stomach? Heartaches? Or is he dying until he needs you to come home now?" Naura hissed full of anger.

"No. It's not that." Dimas immediately denied it.

"Then?"

"Mama and Papa." Dimas called the two names full of gestures that instantly made Naura's eyeballs spin with a lazy expression. "Somehow the story is they can come home and intend to stay the night. Honey ... they'll be suspicious if I don't go home." Dimas grasped Naura's fingers with a pleading mimic.

"Go home. Go home. Don't make them angry."

Dimas's face was instantly as crisp as he heard that. Regardless of whether or not Naura released herself, the important thing is that the girl has given the green light.

"Thank you, honey. I promise to replace this moment with something more memorable doubled." Dimas immediately turned his eyes to the two receptionists. "Sir, please take care and serve him well. Follow all her wishes," he said.

Dimas then left in a hurry after the receptionist assented.

"Go home, and don't mind my feelings, Dimas!" Naura exclaimed as Dimas disappeared from view. He stood still, staring at the exit that no one had with teary eyes. His heart crumbled dimly and could only swallow disappointment.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Amara who just hung up the phone immediately stored his phone back in the pocket of pajamas worn. The girl stares at the door, and a moment later sighs in relief when she finds no one there. Just hurry he lifted a tray containing cakes and drinks to be brought to the living room.

He was deliberately looking back on the grounds of preparing a drink along with a snack. However, just then he secretly contacted Dimas who was already planning not to go home.

Inwardly, he felt happy that his in-laws had come. Because that way, the bad possibility of Dimas will do the act of makshiat with Naura also failed. But on the other hand, he also felt sorry. Those are lovers. It feels really unfair if to be together must be in a stealthy way.

"Please drink Ma, Pa," said Amara, moving the contents of the tray to the table. Dimas' parents were compactly smiling in response to the good attitude of his son-in-law.

"So Dimas really often go home gini night?" Amel asked curious Amara who was now sitting on the sofa. He looked at the girl closely and waited for her to answer.

"Not really, Ma. In fact, usually go home with Amara work. All send the same to pick it up. But this was indeed Mas Dimas already told me that he would return late," explained Amara.

"Really?" amel asked in doubt.

"Surely, Ma."

"Here Mama see the proof–"

"Ma." Handoko called Amel with great emphasis. He advised not to go far. "The same time the daughter-in-law herself doesn't believe, anyway."

"Not to believe it, Pa. Mama just wanted to make sure. No problem, Mar?" ask the son-in-law for support.

Just sober Amara smiled as she nodded. "No pa-pa, Ma. Here, there's no evidence of chat, because Mas Dimas is always on the phone." Amara gave her phone to Amelia, who of course had already deleted her last call.

Amel received his daughter-in-law's phone. And after seeing the contents, then he smiled with satisfaction.

"So what, Ma, Mas Dimas I'll call you to come home soon?" amara asked for an opinion, of course, to convince Amelia.

"No need. If work is not to be disturbed. Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep?"

"Not yet, Ma. Amara used to sleep late."

"If you sleep. No pa-pa. Mama both Papa want to stay up late waiting for Dimas. Uda miss, lately you guys rarely play to Mama's house."

Ah, suddenly Amara became melow. Since returning to work, he has not visited his father-in-law's house. Same with Dimas.

Inching, Amara looked at her in-laws guiltily. "I'm sorry Amara, Ma. Since returning to work, Amara has never been to Mama's house. It just so happens that lately Mas Dimas has been too busy. Jad–"

"There's no need to feel guilty. Mama knows, really." Amelia rubbed the back of Amara's hand as a form of understanding, which made Amara feel guilty. Really feel guilty.

"Accoland ...."

The three people compactly turned their heads towards the living room upon hearing the greeting. Then then, the figure of Dimas with an expanding smile appeared with light steps.

"Mama, Papa, since when did you guys come. I'm surprised to see your car parked in the yard," said Dimas cheerfully as he salim and kissed the backs of his parents' hands reverent. "How are you, Ma?" her heartfelt question is now kissing Amel's cheeks with a lot of affection.

"Mama is good Papa. Only we again miss the same Mama's children who never want to play at home again," replied Amel in a satirical tone.

Dimas' heart felt stifled. However, even so he also confirmed because it is indeed the reality. As a result, he could only respond to the mama's innuendo.

Shifting his gaze to Amelia's side, he saw Amara smiling in response to her words. Apparently the girl did not lie about the whereabouts of her mother and father as she had thought while on the way home. As a result, as a form of gratitude as well as supporting their acting in front of his parents, Dimas also approached the wife while greeting her like a good husband to his wife.

"Sweet Hi. Not sleepy?"

For a moment, Amara could only be dumbfounded when Dimas suddenly grabbed her from behind with his half-bending body. The unusual sweet treatment clearly made him feel hypnotized. And the part that makes his heart pounding is when Dimas put a warm kiss right on his right cheek.

It's not a dream, is it?