The Nurse's Choice of Man

Wearied

"Bi Eli is sure all this is what Mas Dimas likes and dislikes?" asked Amara who was observing her own writing in a book. He had indeed recorded whatever information Eli had given about Dimas in full.

"Yes Amara, Auntie is one hundred percent sure."

That afternoon, Amara, Eli and Euis were sitting in the kitchen relaxing around a circular table. With the support of her chin, Amara read the writing again carefully while recording it into memory.

Already three times Amara went back and forth to Dimas' room to ensure the condition of the man, but it seems that Dimas was being overwhelmed by drowsiness that was so intense that he still slept soundly.

There is little concern in Amara's heart, because Dimas sleeps without filling his stomach first with breakfast menu, even with drugs that should be taken regularly. While sighing quietly, Amara hoped Dimas would be fine as soon as he woke up later.

Eli and Euis were silent as they looked at the serious girl. Both of them refrained from speaking. They try not to disturb Amara who is focusing on her writing.

Quiet for a while to read, Amara then sighed softly. He lifted his eyes and looked at Eli with doubt. "But Mas Dimas is not a plan, right, Bi? He doesn't change his mind, does he?"

Not without reason Amara asked that. He was just trying to make sure. Somehow he felt strange with Dimas' arbitrary attitude. He only suspects that Dimas did all that to work on it.

Eli perched a smile at Amara's question. "Aunti believes Amara, because not only yesterday Bibi took care of Mas Dimas, but since he was young. Auntie knows how she is. But if his taste changes, Bibi is sure there must be a problem with Mas Dimas."

"Mas Dimas is actually a good guy, or Tea. Honestly, this change in attitude of Mas Dimas made Euis so sad." With a sad face, Euis chimed in.

Seeing Euis who really looked sad, Amara then stroked the girl's fingers gently. "Euis, don't be so sad. You have to be sure that Mas Dimas is cured. Call her always in your prayers, yes," smiling Amara tried to calm Euis down.

While Bi Eli looked strange as if he was mocking the attitude of the little girl. "Doris, Euis. Don't start, the drama."

"What drama is Mak, Euis this really sad tea." Euis showed a strange face, like holding back tears from Eli, to make sure he was really sad.

Instead of training, Eli teased him. "Lah, even laugh again," he said, chuckling and pointing at Euis's frowning face.

"It's crying or Mak, not laughing!" euis protested in an annoyed tone while wiping away his tears.

"Bi Eli." Amara admonished Eli subtly as she looked at the woman as if she was giving a warning. But the woman just nodded. He turned his gaze towards Euis before he split.

"Euis" Amara shifted her seat closer to Euis. His hand moved rubbing Euis' shoulder with a brother-like affection for his sister. "Euis is very affectionate with Mas Dimas, huh?"

"Yes or Teh, Euis tea pisan pisan pisan pas same Mas Dimas," replied Euis while sucking his snot that was not there like crying. He looked down, staring at the table, where his fingers were playing there.

"What has Mas Dimas done to make Euis dear?" Amara enthusiastically asked.

"Before it hurts, Mas Dimas tea always love Euis pocket money. But after never getting sick again, how could Euis not be sad at Neng!"

"Astagfirullah Euis's! So you are sad because you did not get pocket money from Mas Dimas?! I guess because you're worried, Euis." Amara looked resentfully at Euis who now looked blushed in embarrassment while giving a smile.

"Euis is worried about Mas Dimas! Suer," said Euis, pointing out two fingers.

"Auntie told you, right," said Eli who made Amara and Euis turn to him. "This brat loves to play the drama Amara, it's amazing."

"Choose," Euis throbbed while glancing at Eli. "Euis ngeselin talks every day, but the proof is that Mom's tea is always dear to Euis."

"Who is talking, baby?"

"Emak, come!" euis replied half-shouting. Then he got up and hugged Eli who was not far from his place tightly. "Thank you for loving Euis like a princess herself, huh Mak."

Euis's sudden hug left the middle-aged woman shocked and tiptoed. But a second later Eli smiled as he rubbed the top of Euis' head with affection.

"Don't you think tea mama loves Euis" the cute girl smiled proudly as she buried the side of her face in Eli's chest.

"But you also do not be reckless, do not like to take advantage of the goodness of Mas Dimas. This family has paid us more than enough, you know." While stroking Euis' hair, Eli also gave a speech like his own child.

"Ish Mommy, whose name is tea money is never enough, let alone more. There's tea, less continues."

"That's not a name to be grateful!" sergeant Eli while humming Euis' forehead with his index finger.

Gutting back, the curious Euis immediately let go of his embrace of Eli. He approached Amara and asked. "If the little property means little accountability dong, Teh?"

Seeing Euis who looked enthusiastic Amara smiled. "It looks so."

As the three were engrossed in their chatter, there was suddenly the sound of Dimas screaming for Amara. The three people immediately looked at each other before Amara finally got up and ran towards the direction of the voice.

Amara was surprised to find Dimas crouching against the wall while holding his head. With a panicked face the girl immediately ran over to Dimas and touched the man's shoulder slowly.

"Mas Dimas's. Why is Dimas?" amara asked with concern. The girl crouched down and cupped Dimas' face and watched the pale face closely.

Dimas brushed off Amara's hand and looked at the girl with sharp guts. "Lo where are you! I call not listen! My head is dizzy! My stomach hurts too. Have you poisoned me!" accuse Dimas with a high voice. His face was also flushed with pain.

"It's not true, it's true!"

"No, you? Then why try to wake me up so sick like this! It hurts, Amara! My head hurts a lot!" Dimas shouted while massaging his head. His teeth gritted while grimacing withstanding the pain.

This is what Amara was afraid of. Dimas will again feel pain if you miss taking the drug.

Amara sighed softly to neutralize the feeling of panic. He looked at Dimas with a gentle expression. "Mas Dimas should take medicine. I helped you back to the room, yeah. Let's check on Mas Dimas first."

Dimas was only silent and resigned as Amara helped him get up and painstakingly filled him to get into the room.

Amara hastily retrieved her medical equipment which was in her room. Seeing Dimas who was confused and groaning in pain made him feel even more panicked.

Amara tried to calm herself down by sighing deeply. His trembling hands began to check on Dimas' condition.

With deft Amara concocting pain medication to be injected in Dimas after the examination. Because of the results of the examination that Amara did Dimas stomach acid rose because the man was late to eat so that he was unable to digest the drug properly.

"Hold you, this is gonna hurt a little bit." Amara held Dimas' hand and injected him in the upper arm.

Surprised, Dimas tiptoed as Amara injected him. "Aow sick! The insolent lo Amara. You dope me again!" maki Dimas grimacing.

"Not Mas, it's just a pain reliever. In a moment, Mas Dimas' headache will heal." explained Amara while rubbing the surface of the skin Dimas former needle with cotton containing alcohol. Then quickly his hands open the packaging of drugs in the form of tablets before then feeding it into the mouth Dimas.

"What's this?" Dimas was shocked when something entered his mouth. He intended to spit it out but Amara's fingers hurriedly silenced Dimas' mouth.

"In the chewable Mas, do not throw away! It's just a cure for stomach acid. Since Mas Dimas didn't eat breakfast, the stomach acid is going up now."

Dimas brushed off Amara's hand. "Lo's crazy! Bitter medicine is told to chewunyah!" Ignoring Amara's ban, Dimas deliberately throws the drug in any direction.

"Mas! Why banished?" Amara growled angrily at Dimas who seemed to intentionally make things difficult for him. "If the medicine is thrown away, how will Mas Dimas be cured! I am happy every day to feel pain! Mas Dimas likes, every day just being in the room without being able to do activities as usual? Dimas is not tired! I'm tired of doing things every day without any progress. Is Mas Dimas's satisfaction making it difficult for me? I'm just a human being, Mom. I'm not a robot with no feelings. I can be upset too! Everything I do is not for myself, Mas, but for the good of Mas Dimas!" For the first time Amara spilled her frustration on Dimas. The contents of the heart that he has been holding.

It was enough he had patience with the madness of Dimas. However, he must give understanding so that Dimas is aware and easily invited to work together for his recovery.

Dimas who was lying down suddenly woke up after hearing Amara's anger. But instead of realizing, the man went up and looked at Amara full of anger.

"It's still here if you feel tired! Go there! No one wants you here! I don't need you! I don't need a nurse!"

Dimas immediately rose from his place. While Amara immediately pulled her steps back slowly as Dimas steps closer. The man's gaze was full of threats.

Amara gulped her saliva heavily. He forced a coax with his trembling lips. "Mas Dimas, I'm sorry, that's not what I mean." Amara hinted for Dimas to stop in place with his hand.

"Get out of here!" snapped Dimas while pointing at the door. But Amara did not move from his place to make Dimas more upset.

Without feeling the man pushed Amara's body violently until the slender body staggered back with his head hitting the wall violently

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