The Nurse's Choice of Man

I'm Cute

Amara ran to the toilet and closed the door. Can not hold back anymore, he then shed tears that have been trying to be dammed. For the second time, he cried for a man named Dimas Sanjaya this day.

Longs. A word that describes his feelings for the man. However, Dimas' cold attitude and flat expression was enough to show that he was nothing to the man.

Amara felt very broken. Heartbreaker. Even Dimas' sharp gaze towards him still showed anger over his lies back then.

Apologizing? Amara doesn't even have the courage to do that. He felt mentally not ready. Not ready if you get back rejection and expulsion like that time.

Stupid he who does not know will be a home donor who has been funding. If only from the beginning he knew Dimas would be present today, maybe he could avoid and insist on going to work on the grounds of patients who could not be abandoned.

Unfortunately, the rice had become porridge and she had met Dimas Sanjaya, a husband who probably never considered her as a wife. A meeting that hurt his feelings. What's more, Dimas framed him with an innuendo that he was so difficult to answer.

What does that guy want? Want to test me with that kind of question? What if I get it wrong? It could be that everyone would laugh out loud, thinking my dreams were too high while I was still awake. The wife of Dima Sanjaya? Just be right. My social status doesn't even have a fingernail compared to her.

Luckily Laras was always his helper even though the girl knew nothing. Not even the entirety of the orphanage knew the marriage bond between her and Dimas. Amara was never open to this, even with those who did not want to disturb Amara's calm by exploring his personal life.

Meanwhile, in a luxury car that was speeding, Dimas was pensive while staring out the window.

"Bas, what was Amara running to do, huh?" tanyanya while looking to the right, where Baskoro is focusing on driving a car with a straight view towards the road. His eyes were glaring, while his face showed anxiety. "What if he does what he doesn't?"

"Even so, most also run to the toilet to cry," replied Baskoro lightly without staring.

"Huh?" Dimas. "Keep saying instead I want to go! You should have let me chase Amara to nenangin him. When crying, the woman usually needs a shoulder to lean on. It takes a man to calm down. Especially if it's because of me!"

Baskoro. "That's the attitude of a filthy guy, Dim." He stared at Dimas for a moment before adding. "Remember, here your role is a husband who is upset because of his wife. Your wife lied to you raw. Even without your permission to leave the house. And logically, you have the right to be angry! Remember Dim, if you want Amara back, you have to be consistent with this plan."

"But I'm tormented, Bas! I can't stand to hug him anymore."

"Basic perverted brain. Yes, people who fall in love can't be more mature."

Dimas glared as Baskoro made fun of him with such words. He snorted in annoyance before giving an excuse.

"Lo didn't know how scared I was of losing him again. I was afraid he would leave again. You must not have thought, right, what if Amara does not think I am happy with Naura?" Dimas paused his words while sighing. "Gue knows her character, Bas. He is easy to give up even though he is in love. That's what I saw when he was in love with Juan."

"We'll see how much love Amara made elo. This way I'm sure it will be discovered. You see for yourself, how did Amara reaction when she first met Elo. The inn wants to escape mulu, right? You're sure, want to nod him, so he's making his way home?"

"Lo leave it to me, Dim. Do not forget prayer and prayer as well. Without God's intervention, everything will not go smoothly. Amara is your soul mate forever."

There is no answer that Dimas can give other than a weak nod, resigned to Baskoro's plan and God's destiny, because he himself seems to have lost power to not know how.

***

Since the incident at the orphanage at that time, Dimas and Amara increasingly involved meetings that had been designed by Baskoro secretly, although the two themselves never talked to each other, more closely.

They are consistent with their own attitudes. Just dare to steal a glance in silence and that too from a distance.

Repeatedly Amara tried to dispel jealousy when the figure of Laras who knew nothing always had a way to approach Dimas to attract his attention.

Dimas himself only responded to it with a normal attitude, because he himself did not intend to hurt Amara and the like.

"Gue's tired, Bas. We met for days, but there was no development at all. Just gini-gini!" luh Dimas once, when he just arrived at the office after a social service event at the orphanage.

"Keep it what? I have to what? Amara is also still adem ayem that way, "baskoro replied without looking, because his gaze was still fixed on the laptop screen in front of him.

"And I've told you a long time ago, that Amara's nature is like that! Moreover, the Laras back and forth deketin I mulu, I'm uncomfortable knowing!" Dimas put on a stale face while flicking the arm of his coat that intermittently always touched Laras. He looked at Baskoro before speaking in a whining tone. "Oh Bas, think of another way that could make Amara aware and return to me. I can't stand it, Bas!"

Baskoro gave a long sigh. He can only rotate the eyeballs to see the boss and his best friend is a confusion.

"OKAY. But you have to obey my words, yes."

"OK," Dimas replied excitedly.

"Promise?"

"Promise!"

"If you have to be sick."

"Well!"