The Nurse's Choice of Man

Syahdu voice

After parking his car, Juan walked into the house with a happy heart. It was past midnight when he came home, to make the magnificent house feel quiet and calm.

Arriving in the middle room he was a little surprised when he found the mother sitting on the sofa while bowing her head reading a magazine. I don't know what kept him awake this late.

Not wanting to take a headache, Juan just passed by him about to step towards the stairs.

"Juan, where are you from?"

Juan stopped his steps when Winda called him. The sturdy man sighed softly and then turned his head to look at the mother. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful was apparently still flipping through the sheets of the magazine without looking at her.

"I just found Amara for a minute." Juan answered flatly, but enough to make the mama inflamed.

Closing the book, Winda then set his sights on Juan. "Look again!" he got up and slammed the magazine in anger. "Mama told you to stay away from that girl! Why are you still so desperate to meet him behind Mama!" his jolt while looking at Juan with a sharp highlight.

Juan who already thought this would happen immediately turned his body to face Winda. "Ma, it's Amara's fault that Mama hates her!"

"That girl could ruin your relationship with Gladys, Juan! Mama doesn't like you being more concerned with Amara than your own lover!"

Juan smiled bitterly, then set foot to walk near his mother. "Mama knows, right, how much I love Amara? But for Mama's sake I was willing to swallow the feeling and just think of him as a friend. But why is Mama still questioning my closeness to him? I'm comfortable with her, Ma! I feel calm! Different from the togetherness I went through with Gladys."

"Mom please, accept Gladys with all your heart! Mama is sure you can love her more than your love for Amara. Gladys is a good girl."

"But he's not Amara, Ma." Juan nodded coldly.

"Of course, no! Because she was Gladys, a girl who was much classier than Amara. She's your future wife." Winda said with emphasis in every word. "You should marry her soon."

"Ma! I told you, I'll get married after Amara gets married!"

"Hey! What the fuck! Indeed you are his sister until marriage alone must wait after him!"

"Juan said, Amara is everything to Juan, Ma!" terang Juan's. The big-nosed man stared at Winda full of warning. "Ma, I asked Mama not to bother Amara! If my mom just messes with it a little,-"

"What!" ketus Vinda as Juan hangs his words.

"Juan won't stay silent!" threaten the man whose full name is Aditya Juanda firmly.

"Well!" Winda was flabbergasted.

"Already Ma, Juan tired of taking a break. Juan is tired of having to debate the same problem every day. Juan will not exceed Juan's limit as Amara Ma's best friend, so Mama is calm. Juan is very ordinary, swallow this pain alone," said Juan with a bitter smile on his lips. He turned around and stepped with his tired face leaving Winda still stunned.

"Juan! Mama's not done talking!"

Juan didn't care about the screams of his mother. The man continued to climb the stairs without looking back at Winda.

"Hey, you're my son, aren't you, anyway! Why are you even more defending that woman than your own mother!"

Winda sighed softly and then dropped his body back sitting on the sofa. His hand moved rubbing his face tired and almost desperate.

As a mother, she knew the character of her son. The boy had a firm stance and was the type of loyal man. Even he still survives to love Amara even though only in silence.

Winda himself was overwhelmed to warn his son. The more he pressed, it actually made Juan even more rebellious.

***

"Da-dah, I go home first yes," said Amara while waving to her friends who served night service. Amara breathed a sigh of relief because she had finished the work today as well as usual.

The jolly girl kept putting on a cheerful smile behind her tired face. Greet everyone who walks in kindly.

But not toward the exit he walked, but toward the ICU room, where a coma patient named Dimas was treated there.

Closing the door behind her, Amara who was already wearing sterile clothes stepped closer to the patient bed and stood right at the side of the Dinas head. I don't know why he felt sorry for that patient. Sitting on an available chair, his hand reached into something in the bag and took out a small-sized scripture.

It has been a week since the accident occurred, but this patient is still not aware of the coma.

Amara only hopes to hear himself teach, make men able to hear and have a strong desire to wake up. Nothing is impossible in this world as long as people try. Of course, with the permission of God.

I do not know how long Amara chanted beautifully the holy verses were slow and full of hope. He felt he had done enough for today.

Amara kept her sacred book, then said goodbye before she stepped out.

After Amara's death from there, the helpless body that had been lying unconscious for a week suddenly showed movement.

The fingers that were once just silent without that strength were now twitching showed signs of life.

The man had been this week feeling calm and alienated from his worldly hustle and bustle. He was happy to take refuge in a comfortable darkness, forgetting all the pain that had been struck.

But somehow the soft and shahdu voice that lately always sounded beautiful caress his ear cavity as if he was calling out to him. The voice was like a soft fingers that was originally waving. Then it stretched out and pulled him from the silence into the light and forced him to get out of there.

His curiosity at the voice was so powerful it prompted him to immediately rise from a long sleep. And when his eyes open, spontaneously monitor life support tools that have been installed alarm automatically works and cause a loud sound.

Amara, who had walked further and further away from the place, was shocked when she passed by a team of doctors and other nurses who ran in opposite directions with her.

The girl stared in confusion as she looked around by asking one of her nurse friends.

"What's wrong? Did an accident happen?" Amara asked with a confused face.

His friend tried to answer. However, due to urgent and rushed circumstances, Amara did not get a clear answer. The girl chose to ignore him, as she felt this was already outside of working hours. So that he no longer has authority in this matter.

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