The Nurse's Choice of Man

Aldo

Actually Amara is still not willing to leave the place. Errata. More precisely Dimas, her husband. She still wanted to be there to see how far her husband had gone.

What does it mean try, suddenly come to his place of work. Could it be that the man was really sick? Or just want to show off her charms in front of single women. Or maybe he wants to tease his friends who don't know anything?

To be honest Amara felt furious with the behavior of his friends who suddenly ignored just because of a man. They were competing to attract her husband.

Wretched him? I don't know. Obviously, at that time he wanted to scream if he was the man's wife, but unfortunately he did not have enough guts. Because for him this is like a gamble, which he must risk himself. While the result is only two choices. He will be ashamed of himself for not being recognized, or feel proud because he was recognized by his wife by Dimas Sanjaya.

Finally this is how it is now. He could only endure the annoyance because Kalina suddenly pointed him to take care of the patient's complaints. Vira used to grumble often. As the team leader, Kalina impressed the origin of appointing subordinates.

Arriving at the door of the VIP room located on the sixth floor, Amara stopped her steps. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly to simply neutralize the feeling.

He then put on a bright smile as the sun as he was about to enter the room. However, his emotional state should not affect the service to the patient.

"Good night, Mas Aldo." Amara greeted in a carefree voice as she walked over. While the man who was lying on the bed there seemed to snort angrily before then turning his face away.

"Suster why so long, anyway?" The tall and white man then grumbled as he looked at Amara with an annoyed expression.

"I'm sorry, Mas Aldo, it's not intentional. I was on the ground floor, so it took me a little while to get here. Oh yeah, what's the complaint, Mom? What can I help you with?" Amara who was standing at the side of the bed finally asked kindly while watching her patients. He was a little relieved after seeing that the man was fine. Unlike previous estimates that forced him to run when he wanted to come here earlier.

"At my infusion, Sus," Aldo lamented as he put on a restless expression. "Yes, it's not over. Don't get stuck, though. If the hose is stuck, how can the infusion water get into my body? If I don't get into my body, how can I be healed! If it doesn't heal, how can I go home, Sister!"

"I'll check, yes." Amara tried to calm down after listening for a moment to Aldo's complaints. After examining the bottle and the hose of the infusion, he exhaled an annoyed breath even though his lips remained smiling.

Aldo is a special patient according to several nurses and doctors at the hospital. The man was staying in one of the VIP treatment rooms three days ago after being diagnosed with strep throat. Just alone. There were no parents or relatives guarding him. Maybe that's why he often called the nurse to come with trivial complaints, even seem to make it up.

"The infusion is safe, Mas. Still dripping according to the measure. Aldo can see for himself, right?"

Aldo rolled his lazy eyeball after seeing his infusion bottle shown by Amara.

"That's it now, after Sister fixed it," he said.

"No, Mas. That was how it was, too. Really." Amara tried to convince.

"Oh yeah?" Amara frowned. I don't know why he wasn't sure about the words of the Aldo.

"real Sus. Check if you don't believe."

Amara exhaled before then nodded her head.

"Try me to check, yeah. But actually if there is dirt in the eyes it is very felt. It felt bad and it was very disturbing for the view. Did Mas Aldo's eyes really feel it?"

"Yes Sus, really. That's why I asked to be checked. Does Sister still not believe?" Aldo raised his tone to hide his nervousness. The nurse in front of him looked at him like an investigator. He did not want his lie about the flickering was known to the beautiful nurse.

"Not believe it, Mom. I was a little hesitant because Mas Aldo looked fine. Okay, I'll check, yeah." Amara finally gave up even though her heart held doubts. But for the satisfaction of the patient, whatever he will do.

Previously he hinted at Aldo to fix his position lying down, then asked permission to check the pair of eyes that the man complained. It uses a small flashlight to support lighting. As a result, he found no foreign objects that interfere there.

"Yes, but after I checked there was no dirt in Mas Aldo's eyes, tuh."

"Ah time anyway, Sus." Aldo's tone sounded doubtful of Amara's words. "Don't Sister tuh who has not been maximized when checking. Can you repeat again no? Just once." Now Aldo spoke in a pleading tone while showing one finger.

While Amara herself, what else could she do besides nod her head and go back to inspect it and sigh slowly after seeing the results. This man was really testing his patience.

"The results remain the same, Mommy. There was not a speck of dirt in Mas Aldo's eyes."

"Suster sure?" ask Aldo again. The man now looked at Amara very closely with a short distance. Amara herself forgot to pull her body after just examining the man.

"Very sure, Mom."

"There's nothing there? Emmm ... for example, the shadow of Sister's own face, perhaps."

Amara pulled her body back a little. Somehow he felt Aldo's tone was a bit different than usual this time. Sounds very soft and almost. Moreover, the eyes of the man. So intense and tend to be like a longing for him. Amara hoped it was just her feelings because now she began to feel afraid to return the man's gaze.