The Nurse's Choice of Man

Jomblowati

Amara stood looking at herself through the mirror reflection on the closet door in her room.

She is ready with full dress with hijab. The phone and the bag on the nightstand. Smiling steadily, Amarapun swung a step out of the room.

When she closed the door, she saw Diana sitting in the dining room with her husband.

Seeing Amara appear, Diana, who was chatting with her husband - a policeman - called. "Mara."

Surprised, Amara who was sneaking out was about to come out immediately stopped his steps. Well, caught, he complained in his heart while grimacing and biting the lower lip. Suddenly he turned around and revealed an awkward smile to the couple.

"Breakfast with yuk?" take Diana later.

"Yes, thank you. But this, I'm in such a hurry. You-"

"That's the reason" Diana cut.

Directly silent, Amarapun immediately lowered his already raised hand and pointed outwards.

"Where are you in a hurry, heumm?" diana asked with narrowed eyes as if she was probing.

"I want to go to the mini market first mbak, there is something to buy," explained Amara later.

"Hmm?" Diana knitted her brows, while Amara immediately nodded quickly to reassure.

"I cooked you fried rice, you know. Tuh," said Diana as she glanced at a plate of fried rice with smoke still billowing. The fried rice was presented at the table that Amara used to live on, as if it was deliberately made specifically for him.

Amara put on a limp face. "But Mpa--"

"If you rush off, then who eats the fried rice? Kan, dear ...," said Diana while membik and put up a sad mimic.

Plis, don't put on that sad face, dong. Don't because I can't bear, even make Mbak be the same as me! But if you leave, too, baby. Fried rice made by Diana's mother, it's really delicious. It's also good for the health of my dying wallet. Not bad, can ngirit because there is no need to buy breakfast, this morning, he-he, inner Amara.

"Mar, how long did he think?"

Diana's call shocked Amara. The veiled girl smiled awkwardly. A moment later she shifted her gaze and looked at Diana's husband who was apparently smiling kindly towards her. "Hehe, Mas," he said as he nodded politely.

"Come dong. The sustenance should not be denied, you know," Diana teased while winking one eye.

"You're ashamed of me? Do I need to go first?" diana's husband said in an unkind tone.

"Aren't you, no!" Amara denied quickly while shaking her hand. Now it was her who felt bad.

"Continue?"

"He-he, I just don't want to bother you guys" explained Amara as she bit her lip.

"Disturb what! Here's the hunt!" diana was upset as if she did not want to hear a rejection.

Forcing a smile, inevitably Amara agreed. The girl in all-white official clothes then stepped slowly closer to the dining table and sat down to take a position opposite Diana.

"Well, that's dong. I'm happy" said Diana with a big smile on her lips. "Nih drink," he added while instilling a glass filled with orange juice that he had just poured in front of Amara. Do not forget to also take a spoon and fork to the girl who just met a week.

"Thank you, Mom." Amara nodded politely. A second later he looked at Diana with lips cut open. "Sorry Mommy, I'm a hassle."

Diana instead laughed crisply in response to Amara's unkind attitude. "Totaling what the hell, really not. We're happy, again. More rame aja breakfast three. Aren't you, sweetie ,,,?" diana said as she looked at the husband with happy eyes. Her hand moved to touch her husband's arm full of tenderness. Amara glanced at a glance then immediately threw away her face. Embarrassed.

"Again deliberately cook a lot so it is enough for the three of us," continued Diana again. He smiled then fed a spoonful of fried rice to his mouth and chewed it feelingly. Staring at Amara who was still dumbfounded and turned his face, he then said, with a look of annoyance. "Come dong at the meal. Kok even in wine a rich girlfriend who cheated," he chanted then with a big smile.

"Yes, I eat. Thanks to ya."

"Yes, yes."

Amara then held her spoon and fork, then awkwardly bribed a spoon into her mouth.

Diana was silent for a moment while observing Anara's movements. "No need to hesitate," he said to Amara who still looks clumsy.

Hearing that Amara just grimaced while chewing her fried rice in a pretty style.

"How, how good is it?" Diana asked for an opinion.

Amara immediately nodded and messed up her thumb. He could not answer with his mouth filled with food. Quickly swallowing his food, he then said, "Enak kok mbak. It's really good, even."

Diana's eyes widened with a twinkle of pleasure. "Correct?"

"Hu'um." Amara nodded steadily.

"Aaa, thank you" Diana said with a full smile, then turned her gaze to the husband who had been quieter since Amara joined. Instead of not wanting to talk, he was just giving these two women a chance to joke around with each other. "Dear finish the food, would I like a bribe?"

The man named Bagaskara smiled sweetly. "Of course I would love to, dear" he answered, looking at his wife with love. He opened his mouth to welcome Diana. "Thank you, my love" he said, gently stroking his wife's cheek.

Again Amara can only take a look to avoid the romantic scenes of this kasmaran couple. He then looked down deeply, staring at the grains of fried rice that were still sitting on his dinner plate. Hey rice, when are you gonna run out, huh? Should I watch all this until you all get inside my stomach?

Immediately bribing, Amara tried to finish the fried rice in front of her this quickly. Of course so that he can immediately leave this kasmaran couple.

"When are you getting married?" diana asked suddenly and made the bowed Amara suddenly lift her gaze with a surprised expression.

The marriage? My boyfriend doesn't have one, who wants to marry? inner Amara in her heart. He then swallowed food that was still stuck in the mouth while thinking about the right answer, and certainly did not make him lose face due to being single for too long.

"No marriage yet, Ma'am," he replied later. "Still thinking about a career first. Just been working here a week." Really the reason that is always right in use for the jomblowati. Careers. Amara chuckled after saying it.

"Don't think about his career for long. It's a good wedding, Mara."

"Geez-uhuk!" I don't know what's wrong with Diana's words to make Amara choke on the food in her mouth.

"Mara, slow down the food dong.So choking, right," the surprised Diana immediately got up and took a glass of water for Amara who was immediately swallowed by the girl. Diana sat back down and looked at her husband with an expression of astonishment.

Amara put her empty glass back on the table. While his hand moved rubbing his lips that were wet by drinking water. For some reason, a voice of moaning last night reverberated in his head. And that suddenly made him dizzy.

"In fact, there is a husband who is calm when our likes and sorrows," continued Diana as if to rectify her words that might be interpreted otherwise by Amara. Because it looks like the girl's cheeks suddenly look blushing with embarrassment.

"Yes mbak, hopefully I can soon follow, yes, "Amara just smiled, then gulped down a glass of orange juice hers in order to drive away awkwardly.

"Amin ...," said Diana as she scooped a palm onto her face. Her prayer seemed very sincere from the heart, while Amara only smiled wryly in response.

"Sir, I went to the hospital first, yes" said Amara as she got up from the chair. "Thank you for the fried rice" he continued with a sweet smiling smile.

"Eh, what's the rush?"

"I'm done, really. Have fun, yes" he said as he grabbed the bag, then left the two in a hurry.

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