The Nurse's Choice of Man

Lupa

"Be careful if you drive, Pa. Don't speed, it's still early." Dimas advised while closing the door of the car Papa and replied to a smile by the middle-aged man.

That morning after the congregational dawn prayer, Amel and her husband deliberately bid farewell home. They subtly refused Amara's offer to postpone her return in order to have breakfast along with the excuse of going on a trip this morning.

There was nothing Amara and Dimas did but take the couple to the porch and take them home.

The two were still standing there until Amel's car disappeared from view. They stand side by side. Dimas folded his hands in front of his chest, while Amara held an iron fence on his right side.

"They're very compatible, Mas" said Amara suddenly. The girl's smile grew wide as she turned to her husband.

"Yes, that! His name is also a soul mate." Instead of filling Amara's praise of her parents with sweet and happy words, Dimas actually spoke in a sharp tone before then passing away.

Amara was only stunned while staring at the back of the man's body with an astonished expression. Since waking up, Dimas showed unusual gurgles.

Amara was surprised when she opened her eyes, lying comfortably in Dimas' bed. The man slept on a long sofa. At that time Amara immediately thought that Dimas deliberately changed their position for a reason. It is possible that the man is aware, if women need more comfort.

Without thinking about how Dimas moved her and other things, Amara rushed to get up to clean up and get some ablution. However, until he finished carrying out the obligation of dawn prayer, Dimas was still not awake. Then came Amara's intention to wake Dimas up right then and there.

"Mas Dimas .. wake up dong."

Amara shook her sleeping arm slowly with her back. At first he just stood up and occasionally bowed as he tried to wake Dimas up with a slight shake to the arm. However, as the man was completely unmoved by his actions, Amara knelt on the floor to get closer to Dimas.

"Mas, wake. There's Mama same Papa yes you want to wake up late, embarrassed dong. Mum ...." This time Amara patted Dimas' cheek gently and slightly raised the tone of voice.

Succeeds. Dimas showed his movement. The man squirmed left and right while muttering indistinctly. And when he opened his eyes, he was immediately shocked as soon as he saw Amara's face. The light of Amara's shoulder immediately hung in surprise because Dimas tiptoed like he had just seen a demon.

"Mas Dimas why? How come I'm surprised? Nightmare, huh?" Amara leaned Dimas with a question sentence while bringing her body closer. And the gaze of the eye with the innocent mimic .. ah, Dimas suddenly threw his face. If Amara had known what had happened between them last night, perhaps the girl would not have dared to do so.

"Surge, lo!"

That's all Dimas can do. Be cold to avoid. He pushed Amara's shoulder and grabbed the blanket that covered her before moving to the bathroom. Of course, the movement pushed it slowly because there was absolutely no intention to hurt.

As usual, Amara prepared breakfast dishes while Dimas packed for work. This morning he made a grilled sausage that was given sauce along with mayonaise on it.

"Mas, breakfast yuk." As usual, Amara will greet with a smile when Dimas appears down the stairs. His gaze was also inseparable from that handsome figure with a neutral expression as a friend.

Dimas sat down to take his usual position. Amara also deftly got up to serve the sausage to burn his creation. Not to forget also Dimas cutlery in the form of forks and knives.

Dimas put his phone on the left, glanced at Amara for a moment, then looked at the large grilled sausage in front of him.

"This morning I want to make a grilled sausage" said Amara while sitting on the right seat Dimas. They always sit close together when Naura is not around. Of course, it aims to simplify its reach when serving Dimas.

"Tumben," chirped the original Dimas. However, even so he still picked up the fork and knife, preparing to eat.

"And I said I wanted to ...," Amara chimed in a reminiscent tone. Looking at Dimas who was eating the food, he then added with a tone of offer. "Mas Dimas wants to use rice?"

Dimas only shook his head in response.

"Yes, it's already." Amara shrugged her shoulders and chose to be indifferent. Despite feeling the awkwardness of Dimas' attitude this morning, but he decided to keep quiet and had no intention of finding out.

Unlike the neat and elegant way of eating Dimas, Amara chose to behave normally by directly biting his sausage that stuck in the fork. A big bite that makes his cheeks plump due to fullness. As well as the excessive portion of the sauce makes the lip area belepotan with the rest of the sauce itself.

Dimas who accidentally saw that could only sigh while shaking his head.

"So bad or whatever, cake. I can't eat while looking at my slovenly face," added Dimas still with the expression earlier.

"Yes already. If disgust why must be seen, anyway?" Amara replied in a light tone without looking at Dimas's face. I don't know what he is doing until he looks engrossed himself with his phone.

Dimas then handed the tissue box and thrust it at Amara.

"Now, covered in ugly mouths," he said in a commanding tone.

Amara suddenly raised her gaze and turned towards Dimas. When he saw the tissue box in the man's hand, his smile immediately grew. However, because his hand was busy replying to messages, especially not intending to wipe his lips because he wanted to see how Dimas reacted, he also spoke with a seductive tone.

"Mirgin ...." Amara leaned over her face as she blushed her lips. It was obvious that Dimas turned his back. That lip is what made the man's defense almost collapse last night.

As if he understood Dimas' shock reaction, Amara immediately spoke to give his clarification.

"I replied to Khanza's doctor, Mas. It's emergencies. Must be quickly answered. There was an accident patient. If not while eating gini, then I do not have time to eat breakfast. If you don't want a swab that doesn't pa-pa anyway, I'm just kidding, Mas, don't have to be serious about it .. hehe." Amara deliberately grinned to convince Dimas if he really was just joking. He could clearly capture the tense expression on Dimas' face. It's obviously different than usual. The man was more silent. Speaking only as necessary, it was also because he chimed in with his words.

This was very strange to Amara. While living with Dimas from being his nurse, Dimas never acted so cold and silent as if something was hidden.

Although actually it did not affect their relationship too much, but still Amara felt there was less. He prefers a talkative Dimas even if it hurts his feelings. Because, in retrospect, the word Dimas always has a point. Actually the man was very considerate, it was just that he had his own way of revealing. And it's been an opium for Amara. I don't know since when.

Dimas sighed softly. Inevitably he obeyed Amara's desire to wipe the girl's lips. After taking two pieces of tissue from his place, he turned his gaze towards Amara.

"Here's your lips!"

Amara who was looking down spontaneously raised her gaze towards Dimas. The man was looking at her with his hands holding onto a tissue as if he was ready to wipe his lips. The light of it makes Amara's eyes sparkle with pleasure because it is unexpected. He was just joking, and it turned out that Dimas was seriously responding to him. Yes although it seems clear Dimas' expression was so forced. So without a second thought, Amara immediately leaned her face.

Amara let Dimas clear the corners of her lips in a slow motion. As much as possible he smiled cheerfully to appreciate Dimas' good intentions.

However, Amara had no idea how Dimas was feeling at the moment. How the man tightened his jaw in order to refrain from snatching his lips again. He does not know how Dimas tried hard to forget the events of last night that are so attached to memory. And Amara had no idea how Dimas was trying to control his heartbeat so as not to misbehave and jump out of place. Dimas was really very frustrating. And the girl instead behaved like a challenge so without knowing herself.

"It." Dimas spoke flat while squeezing tissue in the hand. Then pretend to be fine by refocusing on his plate.

"Hehe, thank you," said Amara still in a cheerful tone. The girl turned her attention back to her phone. He didn't even know that the only man there was stealing glances.

A moment later, Dimas' phone lying on the left side of the man suddenly rang. Dimas immediately raised it after seeing first who the caller was.

"Hello, honey, what's wrong?" Dimas asked in his usual tone, instead grabbing the glass of juice on the right before then sipping it.

"You're up to when you let me in the hotel alone, honey."

"Ohuk!" Dimas choked right then and there. Although Naura uttered that in a soft tone, but the emphasis in each word was really implying an anger.

Dimas wavered and hurriedly turned off his phone and put the glass back on the table. Amara, who had been watching Dimas since the man picked up the phone, could not help but ask.

"What the hell is it, Mas?"

"Gue samperin Naura first, yes. I could've forgotten he was alone in the hotel."

"Well!" Amara's mouth was slightly open. He could only shake his head while watching Dimas who left in a hasty step.