The Nurse's Choice of Man

Baskoro Rules

I don't know what kind of torture Baskoro gave Dimas. From nightfall, the man strictly forbade Dimas from touching drinks as well as food.

Baskoro is really monitoring Dimas very closely. He even stayed at Dimas' house to make sure he didn't break his rules.

Hunger is nothing, but it's hausnya. Dimas can even feel the start of dehydration due to a lot of sweat, while the supply of fluid to his body is not there at all.

Moreover, all day long their activities are mostly done outdoors, moving locations, even during the day they are on top of a nine-story building that is in the process of working on the construction company owned by Papanya.

Who else would have designed such a schedule if not Baskoro, the dearest assistant.

Seeing a box of cold drinks that were provided for the workers, Dimas unconsciously approached him. His agonizing thirst made him forget the crazy rules his best friend had made. However, a hand suddenly restrained him as he was about to take the bottle of cold mineral water from there.

"No-no-no" said Baskoro, wiggling his index finger.

"Damn."

Dimas snorted annoyedly. He then put back a bottle of drinks that are so refreshing in his eyes even though he was not willing.

"Truly lo, yes. If I want to kill, I can't get stabbed, Bas! You're not just me. But also torture, you know!" swearing Dimas with the rest of his strength.

"Sorry, Dim. I really have to make you sick," elak Baskoro for the reason.

"Ngapain must be really sick too, Bas. Pretending to be sick can't you?"

Baskoro shook his head steadily. "No way, Dim. You think Amara's a stupid nurse, huh? He must know which ones are just pretending to be sick, and which ones are really sick."

"But I'm getting dehydrated, Bas. Plis love me water even if it's just a glass," asked Dimas with a pinched face.

"Curtain, glass. Even if it is just a drop I will not love, really. It's even good if you're dehydrated. Then the plan will start soon."

I don't know what kind of friend Baskoro is. Seeing his friend tormented he even rejoiced. While smiling triumphantly, he approached Dimas before then starting to persuade.

"For Amara, Dim. You want Amara to feel pity, right? Let Amara apologize and you can turn it back. Well, if you still look stocky and fresh as usual, Amara will not be touched by his heart. You must know how your wife is, right?" asked Baskoro while playing both eyebrows. "Udah gosah complained. Learning to give up and accept the situation. I'm sick because Amara is a nurse. Try it if he's a masseuse, at most also lo feet that I make sprained."

"Basic! If you know will be tortured thirsty and hungry gini mingling last night I sahur. Even if I have to be tormented by the rules of the crazy freak, but at least I get the reward of fasting!" concluded Dimas with a annoyed tone.

"Crazy people?" Baskoro muttered in half wondering. He then paused for a moment, trying to figure out what Dimas' words meant just now. A moment later he rounded his eyes when he realized something.

Staring at the back of Dimas who moved away from him, he then shouted with annoyance.

"Damn you, Dim! That's why I'm crazy!"

***

Baskoro saw Dimas' face start to pale in the afternoon. He deliberately told the poor man to sleep in the back seat on the way home to Dimas.

Honestly, actually he was very sorry to see Dimas thirsty. So he let the man gulp down a glass of mineral water to wet the esophagus.

But what made him salute his friend, was that Dimas was so persistent in trying for Amara, that he wanted to be obedient to follow the advice of him who seemed to torture.

From this he could draw the conclusion that Dimas' love for Amara was so great. Dimas' determination succeeds in breaking the prejudice that Dimas approaches Amara as a mere escape.

So long know the figure of Dimas, of course, he really understands how the original habits of his best friend. Dimas is a loyal man. Unlike him who still likes freedom and can not commit to one woman.

Entering a large yard in Dimas's parents' house, he parked his car in the courtyard without turning off his engine. He came down from there and opened the back door.

"Dim. Wakes up. We're at home" he said, shaking Dimas's shoulder. He touched Dimas' forehead with an anxious face. Although it looks weak, but Dimas body temperature is still normal as usual.

Dimas who felt disturbed slowly opened his eyes. My eyes were beribirobok with Baskoro who was standing outside with the position of the body bent towards him. The man smiled gently as he greeted her awake from sleep.

"Dim, you're still strong, aren't you? Are we going to the hospital now? Or if you want to eat also not pa-pa, really. Eat a lot."

I don't know why Baskoro suddenly offered that. He knew Dimas had a history of acid reflux disease. Suddenly he felt like the worst friend. He was afraid that Dimas would feel it again.

However, Dimas who lately is less appetizing to eat rejects outright Baskoro's offer. He only shook his head weakly as he grabbed the gray coat that had been placed on the right side.

"Gue's just still sleepy, Bas. After this I want to continue to sleep again," he said weakly while getting out of the car.

"Don't forget to take a shower, Dim." Baskoro advised though not responded by Dimas.

That night, Baskoro was deliberately awake to monitor the condition of Dimas. While working on an interior design that has not been completed, he occasionally glanced at Dimas who was asleep on the bed with a thick blanket all over the body. He looks after Dimas like a little boy who needs attention despite their age.

However, it seems that Dimas' condition is fine and there is nothing to worry about, until he decides to actually sleep after the clock shows at two in the morning.

***

"Well, where is he? Dim. Dimas!" He called out to the man while rising from his place.

And when about to knock on the toilet door, Baskoro tiptoed back when suddenly the door opened from the inside and raised the figure of Dimas who was wearing a kimono towel with half wet hair from the back.

"Have you taken a shower?" What kind of rhetorical question is that. The light of Dimas was just silent while passing by. The sudden nature call made him forced to delay asking about Dimas' condition and choose to go to the toilet to defecate.

Either he is slow to get ready or indeed the time is running fast. When Baskoro went down to the ground floor, Mr. Mamad had welcomed him to tell him that Dimas had been waiting in the car since.

And again his intention of telling Dimas to eat again is void this time. It seems that Dimas himself is reluctant to eat, and he intends to invite the man to eat later, in a place that Dimas likes.

"Have you been in such a hurry to leave?" he asked when he had opened the steering door and found Dimas was already sitting on the left side.

"Why not have breakfast? I saw Bi Eli cooking well. It's a shame if it's missed," he continued.

"Gue no longer tastes." Dimas answered flatly. "Lo if you want to eat, eat. I'll wait here."

"It is not exciting if you eat it yourself," said Baskoro reasoned. Looking at Dimas who was staring out the window with his chest closed, he could not help but touch the man's forehead using his slap. And Baskoro was surprised.

"OMBS. It's very hot." Baskoro pulled out his hand and rounded his eyeball. "Dim, you have a fever. To the hospital now."

Dimas shook his head quickly. "Whatever happens don't take me to the hospital. I was traumatized by that place."

"That's not what dong is. The sick man needs treatment."

"If I say I don't want to! Just why the hell!"

Baskoro did not dare to say anymore when Dimas spoke in a high tone. He saw seriousness in the man's eyes. Since the accident last time, Dimas is indeed like an allergy to the hospital. When driving Amara to work he was only limited to a parking lot.

Baskoro gets one more proof of how much Dimas loves Amara. Despite feeling a deep trauma, Dimas tries to muffle in order to get Amara to work.

No longer want to provoke the anger of a Dimas Sanjaya, Baskoro chose to run a car that had been on the engine since. No conversation happened throughout the trip. He chose to focus on the road while occasionally glancing at Dimas who had since departed just kept his eyes closed.

"Dim, are you sure today will work?" baskoro asked Dimas after the car stopped in the office basement. "Lo face is very pale. Let me take a break, let me handle everything. Oh, yeah."

Baskoro grew worried as Dimas closed his eyes while holding his stomach. However, a moment later Dimas opened his eyes and returned to acting as usual.

"No pa-pa. I just feel sick."

"Nausea?"

Dimas did not respond to Baskoro's question. It always is. He decided to get out of the car and go first. While Baskoro hastily followed him because the situation Dimas seemed to be increasingly alarming.

Until eleven o'clock in the afternoon they were still working even though Dimas again refused to eat. Only, this time in the working room Dimas with cold and air-conditioned temperatures. At least Baskoro does not need to worry Dimas will be confused like yesterday because it is too hot and without food intake. But still Dimas' pale face made him anxious, afraid that the man would really be sick, or even more fatal.

"Dim, eat yuk. I'm afraid you're sick," he asked Dimas when he saw the man leaning his body against the swivel chair.

Dimas who originally closed his eyes while massaging his temple immediately opened his eyes and looked at Baskoro with a frown.

"Lo is weird, Bas. He said he wanted to make me sick, but why are you telling me to eat now because I'm afraid I'm really sick?" Although feeling weak but Dimas tried to laugh.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong." Suddenly Baskoro realized his mistake. "There is no need to be really sick also to attract the attention of Amara. Yes, if he is attentive. If he turns out he is not sensitive how? Don't get sick, Dim."

Telat Bass. Because I'm really sick right now. I can't take it anymore, Bas.

"Where are you going?" asked Baskoro when Dimas suddenly got up and was about to move.

"You get out for a second. Fresh air."

"Do I need to go to Temenin?" Baskoro got up and showed seriousness.

"No need. I can do it myself."

There was nothing Baskoro could do but leave Dimas alone and he continued the work.

However, a few minutes later, he was made to panic by the shocking news his subordinates brought.

"Sirrr, Sir. Mr. Dimas collapsed in front of the elevator!"