The Nurse's Choice of Man

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"Eh, what does this mean, Mas? Like in what sense?" Amara was silent for a moment, staring at Dimas with a gaze demanding an explanation. Then then he plain expression turned cloudy because he felt something needed to be straightened. "I mean with pleasure, Mom. Not the others. Please do not misunderstand Dimas, yes."

Dimas chuckled as Amara desperately clarified and then pleaded for understanding to him in a whining tone. The girl's face was red because it held in shame and riled up.

Though just tempted like that he was embarrassed as much as he could. Especially if he does more?

Seeing Amara's body language that looks uncomfortable Dimas so not hearty. Just hurry he spoke with the aim of calming him down.

"Yes, yeah. I believe it, really. You take care of me with pleasure, right?" her tan was soft with lips carving a smile.

While Amara just nodded quickly as the answer.

"It's like a nurse with her patients, right?"

Amara nodded again.

"Yes, I know. I know you enjoyed the role so much. Really enjoyed, actually. Aye, right?" Now Dimas clenched his lips and it made Amara raise her eyebrows. A moment later, Dimas realized he had been speaking wrongly. For when he saw Amara's face changed at once. And then the girl screeched half spoiled.

"Yes ...! What the hell? If there is no need for me to go down, nih," he threatened while turning around. However, just as he was about to step up, Dimas hurriedly held him back with words.

"Hey, who told you to come down? Here!"

Amara nodded, then shook her head. "No way."

"Here, no!" snapped Dimas without any intention of hurting. "Here hunt! Just that was already sulking," sneered Dimas anyway.

Finally, Amara turned around and stepped forward even with a forced heart.

"What?" asked the girl lazily after being close.

Dimas did not answer the question with a word, but an action. The blanket that covered his feet.

"The hunt is up" he said later. His gaze was also full of demands.

So as always, Amara will obey all Dimas's orders even by force. The girl sat by his side with a sullen face and was reluctant to look at him. While Dimas himself seemed to smile with satisfaction without the knowledge of his wife.

"Gue wanted to snack but this hand was too busy. So your task this time bribe me a snack." That way the comfort of Dimas said. His confidence is also so great if Amara wants to do.

Yes of course. There was nothing else Amara could do but obey. And now the girl started feeding Dimas with her sweet popcorn.

They both remained silent for a long time without a word. Only the crunchy crisp sound of sweet popcorn from Dimas' mouth surrounded the silence of the room. Dimas focused on his laptop screen, while Amara was busy bribing and occasionally paying attention to the bribed ones.

Somehow being able in any condition the figure of Dimas always fascinated him. However, immediately Amara immediately threw away her face when she was caught by Dimas was watching her with full puja.

"Well, did you look at me?" ask the man while smiling.

"No. Who's worried about Mas Dimas?" elak Amara with clumsiness.

Suddenly Dimas closed his laptop and looked at Amara seriously.

"Gue has decided, tomorrow I have started work," he said later without taking his eyes off.

"Did Mas Dimas start work tomorrow? Is Dimas really healthy?" Amara's question implies anxiety. Dimas could see it clearly.

"Alhamdulillah if that is so. That means my job is done, right?"

Kening Dimas frowned hearing Amara say that. I don't know why there's anything bad about his feelings.

"meaning?" Dimas finally decided to ask.

"She said Dimas was healthy."

"Yes. I am healthy." But that doesn't mean you want to leave me, does Mar.

"It just so happens that the day after tomorrow I start work, Mas. The holiday permit I made to leave Mas Dimas expired the day after tomorrow," explained Amara. While Dimas, only nodded understandingly while saying a short word.

"Owh."

For a moment, no conversation took place. Both are busy with their own thoughts. Even Dimas until no longer tasteful to eat his favorite popcorn.

"How much do I want to pay?" Suddenly the question was thrown from Dimas' mouth, while Amara immediately shook his head with a sincere smile.

"No need, Mas. I really really want to see Mas Dimas. Mas Dimas never asked to be treated with me, right. But I'm the one who's making it."

Dimas could no longer speak. Amara said it really makes her even more proud of her figure. But this pride means nothing if the girl doesn't know how she feels.

Now Dimas really felt dizzy thinking about how to restrain Amara from going from there. It is not impossible the day after Amara will leave because he thinks he is no longer needed.

"Ngapain still working? Not that Juan's possessions are so much, huh."

"What do you mean by Dimas? Juan yes Juan. I am yes I am. I need food and everything else, Mas. Yes, I have to buy someone else's property!"

It seems that Dimas's question was not exactly directed at Amara. Because now the girl was secretly upset with him. Dimas is really sorry. Just hurry he apologized with a soft and sincere word.

"Sorrys. Why is that angry?"

"Finally, that's Mas Dimas." Amara snorts softly. His face was also pouting.

"I'm sorry, too." Dimas clasped Amara's hand and it was a success to get the girl to tiptoe. "Sleep, yuk. It's night. I'm already sleepy. I have to get up early tomorrow because I'm working again."

Amara nodded. He then put Dimas' laptop on the nightstand neatly, then covered Dimas's body that had been lying down with a blanket.

"Where are you going?" asked Dimas as Amara was about to leave. The girl stopped and turned and looked at Dimas grimacing.

"You go down, Mas."

"Why are you going down?"

"You're turning over the coffee cup." Amara showed Dimas empty coffee cups.

"Morrow, right? Buruan get on the bed! Don't pretend your amnesia, yeah."

Amara sighed and then went up to the bed at Dimas' request. It seems like usually, he will act like a bolster pillow that puts himself in the man's embrace for whatever reason.