The Nurse's Choice of Man

Mala Longi

Dimas immediately limp and not excited to hear his wife is not at home. He was also not eager to do any activities afterwards. So it's hard to sleep. It was two hours ago that he got into bed and just rolled to the left and right.

Only a few hours left Amara night service he was confused. Especially in the next few days? And more so next.

"This cannot be ignored. It can't be destroyed!"

Dimas immediately got up at that moment. He then darted to the room where the clothes were to replace the pajamas he wore with casual clothes in the style of young people. Do not forget to wear a watch and take a black jacket from one of his cabinets.

While going down the stairs, he met Amelia who was apparently taking a drink from the kitchen.

"Loh Dim, where are these nights going?" reprimanded the woman with a astonished expression.

"You go to the hospital, Ma," Dimas replied.

"What are you doing? Want to come to Amara?" The woman asked half a guess. However, when Dimas just kept silent as if he did, he shook his head in disbelief. "Don't disturb your wife's work, son, she has responsibilities to carry out."

"Dimas doesn't want to bother you, Ma. Dimas just wanted to see you." With his unwilling attitude, Dimas just passed by. He doesn't even care about his real mama's advice. Then, what else can Amelia do besides shake her head while looking at her son's wide back.

"Basic. If you have a love virus, it is. Can't be far away."

***

Dimas stopped his car right in the parking lot of the big hospital. However, at once the feeling of doubt suddenly came and his mind seemed to shout to go home.

Dimas took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly to neutralize the feeling.

"God, I have a nurse's wife. It worked in a place where I was traumatized. But I can't be far from him. How's dong?"

After gathering courage, Dimas finally decided to enter the place steadily.

Dimas deliberately waited until late at night to enter the place. For what? Of course, so that visitors are quiet and he does not need to queue.

Although his heart was racing, but he tried to remain calm when he went inside. He saw a group of women dressed as nurses talking near the registration table. However, there did not seem to be any Amara figure there. It made him hesitate to the point of almost stopping his steps. If the girl was not around, her efforts would be in vain.

However, a moment later he saw a figure appear from another direction while carrying some paper in his hand. Dimas smiled with relief and steadied his steps.

***

Amara approached Kalina–the head nurse in her team–who was at the registration desk area to give her report.

"Sir, this is the report of some of our patients today, and everything I've been working on is neat. Please check, Ma'am," he said when handing over.

Kalina instantly received the file and noticed its contents at a glance. "OKAY. Thank you, yes," he told Amara.

"Together, Mother." Amara nodded. He was still standing there as Kalina checked his work. However, immediately his attention was forced to turn to the figure of a friend who suddenly exclaimed with admiration.

"OMG, what a handsome."

"It's so handsome." Others chimed in.

"Gosh, it's not past midnight, is it? That's a human what's a ghostly apparition?"

"Obviously human, I was. Look, his feet are flat."

"Eh, but his face is like a stranger, huh?

"Masa? Who the hell?

"Sstt. Quiet, quiet. He's getting closer." Another whispered to remind.

The light of the reaction of his friends invited the curiosity of Amara, so just rush to find the object that seemed so adored it.

Suddenly Amara's eyes rounded so surprised. His hand also reflexively silenced the mouth that suddenly gaped.

Mas Dimas's? What's he gonna do here?

As usual, the man looked fresh and handsome. This time with a pair of jeans and a jacket sized fit on the body to coat the white polo shirt he wore. He rolled up the sleeve of his jacket to show his expensive watch. It was fitting that the nurses looked hysterical to see the appearance of the near-perfect male figure.

Amara was at a loss as to what to do. Want to run and run? But for what? While Dimas is not a cop to be afraid of criminals and thieves. And again he is not a thief either. Want to reprimand her as a wife? If he is recognized. The safest decision is to pretend to be unfamiliar.

Okay. We don't know, Mom.

"Excuse me." Dimas starts by greeting when he reaches the reception desk. His tone sounded polite. Even with a sweet smile.

"Yes, how can we help you?" Vira who spoke up to answer while getting up and approaching.

Although he did not intend to reprimand Dimas first, but Amara was also reluctant to move from there because he was still curious about the motive of Dimas coming there. Obviously he caught the strangeness here because he understood very well Dimas trauma hospital.

"Well, mala misses? But where did you come to the hospital, Mom? Not wrong, huh? Should have come in that sheds the mala virus, huh." Another nurse chimed in with a laugh. Obviously he did not know if the spreader of the mala longing virus was there as well. While Dimas only smiles to respond to it.

"Because there are no other patients, so Mas can be checked directly. Please sit down, Mom." Vira prepares to take a tensimeter to measure Dimas' blood pressure. However, suddenly Kalina stood up and took over the duties of Vira.

"Here, let me go."

"Please, Ma'am." Inevitably Vira moved from there even though inwardly save the feeling of arrogance to Vira. Potatoes have the power as the head of the team, just as Kalina plucks her share. He pulled over at Amara's side and stared at Kalina's movements, who began to examine Dimas with a cynical look while holding her chest. "Basic of power-homping."

Gunaman Vira can even be heard by Amara. It turns out, so great is the charm of a Dima Sanjaya. Even almost make friends so harboring hatred.

"His blood pressure is normal, huh Mas. One hundred and thirty ninety," Kalina said after checking Dimas' blood pressure.

"Times, Mother? Not wrong, huh? But the head feels dizzy, the body is hot cold, and the heart is also pounding." Instead of showing satisfaction, Dimas put on an expression of disbelief.

Then Dimas added again.

"But that happens when I'm next to him. Unfortunately, he no longer exists. And that's what makes my body limp, not passionate, and not the spirit of anything to do."

Dimas glanced at Amara. Intentionally indeed. He wanted to see how Amara reacted.

"Well, it turns out this is the reaction of the body of people who are stricken with mala miss? That's terrible, yeah." Vira was devastated afterwards.

"So where is he now no more?" Vira asked again, referring to someone Dimas meant by the name 'he. "Have you guys broken up? Or is he going somewhere? Oh yes, sorry before. Are you married?"

Obviously, this question is not related to any disease at all. But Vira wants to dig deeper into Dimas' status. And without Kalina knowing behind there Vira smiled disdainfully.

"Basic."

"I have a wife, Ma'am. But he's on night for the first one. Can you imagine being me?"

Instantly Kalina smiled bitterly. "Owh, are you married, Mom? Sold out means yes? There must be a lot of heartbroken women, this." Kalina's words seemed to represent the others. Those who were initially scrambling for attention now looked disappointed.

However, of course it was different with Amara. Although not showing clearly, he was quite cheering hurrah in his heart. Dimas acknowledged their marriage without naming his wife.

While interrogating Dimas about his complaint, a phone call rang and a nurse picked him up.

"Sir, the VIP room patient is having problems with his infusion hose." The nurse then reported after putting the phone on.

Kalina's eyes scanned one by one the nurses she guided, and. His gaze stopped on Amara's figure.

"Mar, check into that room, yeah. Don't let him get angry again."

"Good, Ma'am." Amara nodded obediently. He took a glance at Dimas before moving from there.

With a quiet attitude secretly Dimas noticed Amara's footsteps.

"The nurse's name is Amara, isn't she?" Dimas suddenly asked Kalina.

"Yes Mas. Why why?" Kalina answered at once asking. Then another nurse friend said like giving a warning to Dimas.

"That one has a husband, Mom. Don't look at it anymore. Danger."

Dimas immediately perched a smile. "Oh yeah? Can you tell which man her husband is?"

"Yes, if we knew, I would tell you, Mas. She never told me about her husband."

"Why?" Dimas turned his gaze to the nurse who answered, then he asked again curiously.

"Not knowing. Maybe shame." One of them answered so confidently. Then when his next-door friend warned him with eyes and elbow, then he silenced his mouth with his hands.

"Don't be careless when you say. That's his right" said the girl.

"Sorry."

From here Dimas began to know a little about Amara's activities at work, how his personality and his wife's friendship.

At once he looked at Kalina and spoke seriously to the woman to make Kalina round her eyes.

"Sir, I'd like to stay here with the primary care method service. Can you, please, have one room VIP Suite ready for the next week?"