The Nurse's Choice of Man

Feeling alone (Miss Juan)

Amara stepped quickly towards the washbasin to wash her hands. The bite marks look flushed and begin to bruise. Of course, it leaves a good pain. Do not forget also he uses antiseptics to neutralize it from germs.

This is the third time Amara has received harsh treatment from the sick man. And no matter when this will happen, no one knows, not even Amara herself. All of this is the secret of the Divine.

Amara was fixated as her gaze was fixed on the mirror in front and revealed her reflection there. Amara smiled bitterly looking at her now who had been different from her previous one.

A tired face full of despair. And black color in the eye bags that already look like panda eyes. I don't know when was the last time he slept well and rested comfortably. The thought of calm was lost somewhere, because his days are now passed with anxiety and anxiety.

Amara wiped away the clear fur that suddenly slid free from the corner of her eye. No matter how great he kept crying in front of many people, still tears were spilled when he felt alone. Things Amara never showed how fragile he was behind a cheerful mask and a piece of coral.

Amara is just an ordinary woman. He also craves a gentle touch of affection, as an encouragement in going through tough days. When the family no longer owned her, Amara seemed to lose the paddle from her canoe. It was like being tossed in the vast ocean.

Only Juanlah the savior who is always present in a state of joy and sorrow. In tears or laughter. He was the only person capable of filling the empty space in Amara's heart.

But Amara only dared to think of him as a friend and dispel more feelings that ever stopped. Love, a feeling that Amara does not deserve. Even just dreaming to have a mooring of the heart, Amara felt it was not appropriate for himself.

He is content to love without wanting to have. Because he knows himself enough. Not a bit of regret even though since childhood until now his love is only anchored to Juan, a man who really does not want him to have. He was quite happy even as a friend. And Amara is determined not to ruin their friendship with a love that could have suffered.

But now when the support was no longer together to support, the spirit of Amara seemed to collapse and ravage. There was no place to hide his sadness. There is no place to be happy. He felt alone even around a lot of people.

"Juan,, I miss ,," he said in sedu.

* * *

"Thank you, Mr. Mamad has driven Amara here" Amara said, tilting her head to look at Mamad, who was still sitting behind the wheel - as the car stopped in the hospital lobby.

"No need to hesitate, Amara," replied Mamad kindly with a warm smile. "Father wait in the basement, call me when the business is over."

"Yes sir, Amara come in first. Assalamualaikum, " said Amara, he smiled as he waved and then turned around and stepped away with light steps.

After watching the back of the veiled girl until it was not visible from view, Mamad drove his car to the hospital parking lot to wait for Amara there.

Once a week Amara comes to the hospital he does have an obligation to submit a report on Dimas's health. Given the health of Dimas himself is still under the supervision of the team of doctors hospital where he was in surgery.

Upon entering the reception room, some of Amara's friends who were on duty seemed surprised by Amara's arrival. A happy smile seemed to decorate their faces. Accompanied by a warm and longing embrace as a welcome.

"Amara, I miss," said Hana who was still struggling on Amara's arm with a spoiled mimic.

"I also miss, "" Amarapun replied no less spoiled and even singed his lips.

Seeing that, Hana also chuckled amusedly and re-embraced her best friend.

"Did you see Miss Diana?" asked Amara then as the two were already sitting on chairs with curious faces.

"He's checking on the patient with Dr. Lucy."

"Hemm," Amara muttered while nodding her understanding.

"Hey, come by my mess, yeah. Just moment. I have not seen you for a long time, I want to confide in you," said the hijab girl with a small posture persuaded. He even put a smile on his face pretentious.

" Yahhh, I can't seem to, Hana. I can't leave my patients for long" Amara said with a face full of regret. He frowned while holding Hana's hand so tightly.

Hana sighed softly. "Hemm, okay. You're too busy apparently."

Amara smiled weakly. "Next time I play. Now I have to see Doctor Khanza. Maybe he's waiting for me."

"Well, I'm staying, yes" said Amara who had stepped away waving her hand.

* * *

"Assalamualaikum Doctor," said Amara while closing the door of Doctor Khanza's office from inside.

"Waalaikumsalam, sit down Amara." Doctor Khanza greeted Amara with a smile. He watched the girl sit across. "How are you?" tanyanya then when Amara was sitting in a comfortable position.

"Alright, Doctor." replied Amara quietly with a forced smile. "This is a file report on Mr. Dimas' progress, Doc." Amara presented a map containing some files that were immediately received by Dr. Khanza.

The beautiful senior doctor immediately opened up and observed him closely for quite some time. Then smile while closing the file and put it on the side of the table.

His view turned to Amara who was still loyal to be there. "Does he still like to hurt you?"

Amara only smiled in response, because it seemed like Doctor Khanza himself had seen the bite marks that looked bruised in Amara's hands.

"Have you figured out what Dimas' normal behavior was like before the accident?"

"I have asked the housekeeper at the house, he said that Mr. Dimas was originally a very good man Doctor. I'm sorry, I haven't found Mr. Dimas' side of weakness and the cause of his psychiatric disorder."

"No need to apologize to me. But you need to be more active to try. Dig information about Dimas even deeper. Maybe from her boyfriend or her past. You don't intend to back off, do you, Amara?"

Amara nodded slowly while smiling faintly. "No Doctor. I'll stick to my decision."

"Good Amara."

* * *

As the car entered the gate of Dimas' house, Amara saw Euis standing on the porch with an anxious face. It seemed that the girl was indeed deliberately waiting for him.

"What's going on? Is Mr Dimas raging again?" Amara muttered with worry. He hurriedly got out of the car and approached Euis.

"Euis is Mr Dimas awake?" Amara asked in a panicked tone.

"Had Tea. But calm wae, Mas Dimas is safe in the back garden."

Amara heaved a sigh of relief while rubbing her chest. "Thank God, good." He immediately stepped up, intending to see for himself the state of Dimas in the garden. Euis followed him, and they went together. "Have I been out too long, Euis?"

"Yes or Tea, Euis to Kangen. Being left alone for a day feels like twenty-four hours" said Euis with a throbbing lip as he wrestled spoiled in Amara's arm.

"Dam!" Amara paused her steps and turned her head, looking at Euis bitterly. "A day, it's twenty-four hours ,,,!" angry protests.

"Oh yes." Euis chuckles. "That means Euis tea is not better, Tea. Euis what it is, right."

"Yes, but I was only gone three hours Euis ...!"

"That's fine if you're angry, it's getting pretty."

"Udah ya Euis, I don't have a dime."

"Dime money?" Euis muttered softly while trying to examine the meaning of the word Amara. "Surely I thought I was tea, busker!" Euis cried to Amara who had gone a long way to leave him.

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