The Nurse's Choice of Man

An unexpected gift

"Bi Eli again fry what? The smell from a distance is very good, you know," said Amara while embracing from behind Eli who was frying something. The hijab girl then looked up at the pan to see for herself. "Oh fried banana apparently," he said later with a smile.

"You?" eli asked with a smile with eyeballs glancing towards Amara who was leaning her chin on her shoulder. The girl nodded her head immediately. "Tuh, something is ripe" he continued, shifting his gaze and staring at the plate containing the ripe fried banana as if he was gesturing to Amara.

"Uh want dong," said Amara so enthusiastically, then immediately stepped closer to the plate excitedly. Without a second thought, Amara then moved her hand intending to take it.

But the girl in white clothes was buying like stung when her hand touched the fried banana "Still hot Bi ..," complained Amara while wagging her hand.

"Yes yes Neng, was newly appointed," Eli said with a wry smile. "Here Aunty help me keep it from getting too hot." Eli put the spatula he was holding, then grabbed a single feeding tissue available on top of the pantry and then used it to wrap half the fried banana. "Here, monggo," he said as he thrust the banana at Amara.

"Thank you, Bi," Amara accepted with joy.

"No need to rush the food."

"Yes, Bi," Amara replied with a smile, rubbing Eli's shoulder gently.

"What is Javanese mak? Why is it not loved? Oh, my Javanese mother!"

The newly-appeared euis nagged at the doorway. Of course the arrival of the girl made Amara and Eli spontaneously turn their heads. The cute girl then approached with her feet stomped to the floor. Even the pretty face was pouting, to look like a tangled cloth.

"This is why to, this is why? Come here to directly nag and slander just anyone. The face is bent already like a monkey who got hit. What's wrong with you, dear Euis?" Eli greeted the spoiled girl with both hands, then took her to sit on one of the chairs at the pantry table.

"Euis again sprain, Mom!" grouse Euis while singing his lips after occupying the seat that Eli provided.

"Missure?" Eli pretended to be surprised. The woman looked at Euis with anticipation before then joking. "Well, this danger. You if the sprains usually like to swallow people round, loh."

"Sme!" suhut Euis quickly, then his lips pampered. He looked at Eli with a warning. "Don't ngledekin Euis ..." he whined with a face that was clear, then moved to embrace Eli's arm spoiled.

Eli sighed softly and then raised his lips. "Yes, yes, maap." Eli said annoyed. The woman then got up and stepped towards the stove to pick up her ripe fried banana.

"Who are you?" The curious Amara immediately tightened her seat with Euis. He put the rest of his banana on a small plate. Then with a face full of curiosity, he focused on noticing Euis who looked weak and helpless.

Receiving a glass of water given by Eli, Euis then chugged it up to run out without rest. Returning the glass again to Eli, Euis then said, "Less or Mak."

"Oh, less is it?" Eli looked at Euis and the empty glass with a face of astonishment. "Just a minute, Mommy, take it," in shock Eli stepped towards the dispenser and returned with a full glass of water. "This is the water" he said as he gave the glass.

It did not take long, Euis then gulped the water until leaving half of it.

"It's quiet now, isn't it? Do you feel good? Do I need to check your blood pressure, too?" Amara offered with earnestness, while Euis only shook his head in response. "If it's a story hunt," he urged as if impatient.

"Scholar ...?" Euis blinked. "What story was he told?"

Rounding her eyes, Amara patted her forehead repeatedly. Euis' behavior always managed to make it a drag. "So aren't you spraining anymore?" he asked with a slightly irritated face. "So far, who is the same ...?" This time Amara asked with great emphasis until her jaw seemed to tighten.

Frowning to show his row of white teeth, Euis immediately shook his head. "He-he-he, nobody's the same."

"Continue?" Eli asked in annoyance while rounding his eyes. "That came while grumbling, lips dimonyongin forward five inches and not two glasses of water at once because of what!"

"Small." Euis replied casually then bit the remaining fried banana of Amara.

"Huffth," Eli exhaled a rough breath, then patted his forehead repeatedly. Patience, patience, his mind is upset while massaging the chest.

The middle-aged woman then pulled on Euis' chubby cheeks while saying, "Dare to fend off Mom, you are! Ha, feel Mom's pinch!"

"Okay Mak. It hurts!" euis screams while pulling Eli's hand to release his cheek.

"Dare to play again, Mom will check you later!" snapping Eli scowl, then turned his face while supporting his hands on the table.

"Euis doesn't frown, Mom. Muk!" Euis brandished his two fingers to reassure, while his eyes looked at Amara and Eli alternately. The girl then grieves when Amara and Eli look unaffected. "Euis tea is really tired atuh, Mak. From yesterday the work of Euis ironing clothes is not finished."

"The ironing from yesterday wasn't finished? How much, anyway? Isn't it just Dimas' clothes?" amara asked curiously, then imagined as much as what clothes the man had used.

"Just five stels, anyway." Euis answered lightly, then clasped his chin on the table.

"Just five stels not finished from yesterday?"

But a moment later Euis came back with something in his hand.

"What else!" prevent Eli from speaking, even before Euis could open his mouth to speak.

Euis cut down, then put the cheek on the kitchen door frame. "A revenge on Euis, huh?" ask her with a sad tone. "Euis came with good intentions. Just wanted to ask for help."

Amara prevents Eli from nagging. He looked at Euis and then asked. "What do you ask for, Euis?"

Euis thrust out something that was in his hand. "Please give this food to Empus," he cried in a pleading tone as he grimaced and bit his lower lip. While both of his legs move docked, as if he was holding back to shove.

Amara stared doubtfully at the biscuit-filled cat's eating place, then returned a look at Euis's face. "Why yourself?"

"Can't ...! Euis wants a pup." Euis showed his increasingly beautiful face. Even his left hand gripped the door frame firmly. It was as if he was struggling hard to hold back.

"Oh, okay okay." Amara immediately took over the place to eat the cat, then gawked at Euis who ran away in a storm while holding his butt.

***

Amara walked out with her mouth still chewing on the fried banana. He accidentally meets Dimas at the door. Instantly the girl halted her steps as Dimas blocked her path with a torso.

Dimas looked at Amara's still-moving mouth, then lowered his gaze to stare at something in the nurse's hand.

"What's wrong, lo?" ask her with a full gaze.

"Oh, this-"

"Solicit, dong."

"Don't, Mas!" Amara quickly pulled her bowl as Dimas was about to reach. He pulled it out from in front of the man.

Just contact Dimas clucked violently while ruffled waist. "Good lo, yeah. Got good food stuffed from me? Don't wanna share, lo? You stingy!" it means not knowing.

Amara shook her head quickly trying to deny. "No, it's not so. It's kuc--" food"

Be late. Just now Amara was about to tell the truth, but Dimas had already sucked the biscuits and then chewed it with a lot of feeling.

'The 'cruck' sound of the biscuits in Dimas' mouth. The man stopped the chewing. His face showed a strange mimic. "Enak, anyway. But how strange it feels, yes," he murmured wondering.

Feeling something was wrong, Dimas then turned his eyes to look at Amara. Somehow he grew suspicious when he saw the scared expression of the girl who was silencing her mouth with that hand.

"It's what the hell!" dimas asked half rebuked, with a facial expression that began to be unfriendly.

"Anu, Mum. That-" Amara hung her speech with a scared face.

"Lo ate this too, right!" firmly Dimas was getting upset.

Amara shook her head slowly.

"Then!" Dimas is getting suspicious.

Amara bit her lower lip while closing her eyes. I mustered the courage to admit. It's free to lie if it doesn't keep him alive.

"What I ate was a fried banana"

"And this?" asked Dimas while pointing at his mouth which still holds food chewing. The man looked increasingly anxious, as if he was not ready to hear Amara's answer.

"That-" Amara stopped her words, then bought in horror as Dimas began to raise his hand to threaten. "That's a cat biscuit ...."

"Well!" Dimas shouted hysterically until he involuntarily spouted out all the contents in his mouth. And damn it, the spray hit right on Amara's face. Can you imagine how upset the girl was to get this unexpected gift?

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