The Nurse's Choice of Man

Lessons

"It's just a painkiller kok Mas," he tried to defend himself.

"lik! It must be a sedative, right?! Didn't I make you sleep like you were dead all night? Do you want any more? Still want some more? I want to sleep again all day!" Dimas shouted furiously. His hand even involuntarily squeezed Amara's arm.

Amara shook her head quickly and looked at Dimas with a long look. "No, no, I beg you." Amara forcefully pulled her arm out of Dimas's check. The girl looked frightened and immediately retreated away from Dimas so that the man could not reach her.

Dimas who saw Amara's terrified expression also laughed loudly. Satisfaction was heard from the laughter. While Amara was just staring confused and thinking this man before her was really troubled.

"Why am I so rich? You think I'm crazy? Just so you know, I'm not crazy." With eyes that he deliberately widened, Dimas whispered in Amara's ear. "Once again I see you bring a syringe rich gini, elo that I will make crazy." A satisfied grin appeared on Dimas' lips after hissing his threat.

While Amara can only swallow her hard-earned saliva while condemning her own stupidity. He is stupid for giving up good opportunities that come to disappear just from his grasp.

But what power, changing his mind will only make Dimas underestimate it. By accepting the offer, of course, it will worsen his image as a nurse who is inconsistent and loyal in work just because of money.

Amara can only resign to what has been outlined. Everything that happens is of course by the will of Allah SWT. Only to Him is fear placed. Amara is sure that Allah SWT will always protect her as long as she is on the path of goodness.

"Well, you're still here?" asked Dimas while twitching his chin.

Dimas' half-screaming voice surprised Amara. The girl tiptoed until the tray she was holding shook.

"Roves there! Remember yes, make the exact same as Bi Eli."

Amara nodded weakly. "Well, I'll make the exact same as Bi Eli."

Amara implored herself and left the room in a hurry. Dimas only gave it ten minutes, and a plate of fried rice should be served in his room.

Amara who arrives at the kitchen with the fried rice still intact makes Eli and Euis wonder. Especially because Amara came with a bad breath.

"Mas Dimas why Amara? How do you feel and look so panicked? The fried rice is still intact." Eli asked with a face of astonishment.

"Bi, Mara has no time to explain. Mas Dimas only gave ten minutes to make fried rice exactly the same as Bibi's. Help Amara ya Bi," Amara clasped Eli's hand as she pleaded.

Although still a little confused, but the middle-aged woman seemed to smile sincerely and nodded willingly. The two then moved quickly shoulder to shoulder making the fried rice together. Patiently and painstakingly Eli taught and told Dimas's fondness to Amara. Everything is done quickly and shortcuts so that not much time is wasted.

Before ten minutes passed, the fried rice was ripe and moved to the serving plate. Amara smiled in satisfaction and immediately took her to Dimas' room with a run.

With confidence Amara thrust the fried rice at Dimas which was immediately accepted by the man.

"This is your cooking?" Dimas asked with doubt in his eyes.

"Yes Mas, but I asked Bi Eli for help a little. Because Mas asked me to make it exactly the same as Bi Eli, so I decided to ask the expert directly."

Dimas screeches. "Say you did ask Bi Eli to help you. Wear the excuse of asking the expert, again." scoffed Dimas with a dismissive smile.

Dimas chewed the fried rice slowly while tasting the taste. But the facial mimic that was originally flat now looks wide like being stung. And suddenly Dimas spewed food in his mouth was right at Amara's feet which was only made of home-made flip-flops.

Amara's eyeballs were rounded and her mouth agape. The girl was still bowed stiffly as she stared at her feet that were hit by the splinter from Dimas' mouth. A moment later he raised his gaze and looked at Dimas with a sad expression. Being stared at actually put up innocent mimic without sin. Totally inhuman.

"Can't you cook? This fried rice is too salty! I don't like it!" While throwing his face away, Dimas thrust the plate at Amara.

"As for how Mas, I have tasted it earlier and it feels right, really!"

"What gas?! You made my appetite just disappear!"

"Sorry, give me some time and I'll make a new one. I promise, this time will cook a special fried rice that is super delicious for Mas Dimas," With a calm attitude, Amara tried to persuade, even though she really felt annoyed. However, he must look tough, because Amara knows Dimas is working on him.

"O-gah!" Said Dimas with great emphasis.

"But Mas Dimas has to eat. Without eating Mas Dimas can not take medicine. Mas Dimas tau, right, without medicine will be difficult to get a cure. If Mas Dimas is sick again how?"

"That's your business! My health is your responsibility! Pinter - pinter elo. You have to think about how I want to eat and take medicine!"

Whats! Apparently there's an element of intentionality here? Intentionally sprain me, so! Basic yes, I'm definitely cooperating with him, so be willing! inner Amara growled in annoyance. I want to be free too. Still, he will lose and end up giving up on that crazy Dimas.

"Continue now what would Mas Dimas want?" amara asked in a weak tone as the girl exhaled a heavy breath.

"Get out of my room! I sleepy to sleep. Because of this, I couldn't sleep well last night!" explain Dimas while resting the body on a soft mattress comfortably.

"Keep breakfast as well as how?"

"Yes, think for yourself how to persuade me! That is your job. If I want to willingly, ease elonya dong."

"Okay Mas" Amara answered heavily. The girl frowned and squatted down to pick up the rice at her feet.

From his place, Dimas secretly watched Amara. The man seemed to hold back the laughter of seeing Amara's misfortune by his actions. He smiled happily because he was finally able to teach the girl a lesson.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Amara nodded politely to beg herself. Turn around and then walk away.

"Hey remember yes, as soon as I called you by name, you've got to be in front of me before five minutes! If it gets more, it will abis, lo. Knows no!"

Amara who was standing in the doorway instantly nodded obediently. "Understand me," he replied.

"Good." Dimas nodded while giving his thumb.

Seriate