The Nurse's Choice of Man

Retaliation

"Mas Dimas, hopefully yes. Chubby ...." Amara complained half whining. The veiled girl looked at Dimas behind her while wiping the sweat that had soaked the temple.

"No!" firm Dimas with a sharp eye highlight. The man was sitting quietly watching Amara with his legs crossed and his hands folded in front of his chest.

Amara frowned in annoyance as she looked at Dimas full of warning. But free, the man even ignored his whining.

"Kelarin was your job, just rest!" exclaim Dimas without changing his position.

"No way, Mom. Difficult ...!" lament Amara again. This time he put on a face. Hope the man feels pity and nullifies his sentence.

"What can't be, anyway? Just a picture of a doang cat, is it hard? Just give me eyes, count, ears. Don't forget to give the same moustache a long tail."

It's good that he's talking! Just try to paint yourself, can you? Amara grew upset still with eyes staring at Dimas.

"Hey, you're glaring at me!" snapped Dimas while lowering his legs as if he was about to get up from his seat.

It made Amara nervous and immediately shook her head. "No, Mas. I did not glare at Mas Dimas," he seemed to shake his hand.

"You don't have to talk much! Painting job." Dimas grinned with satisfaction at seeing Amara really upset. He managed to get revenge.

Although he could not make Amara eat the cat food, at least he could make Amara girl feel tormented by his punishment. The girl scowled, stomped her feet and then rubbed her brush again.

Hahaha, just keep painting until it's finished! inner Dimas while strung out in his heart.

Amara kept trying to paint as Dimas wanted. But after many times reaping failure made him tired to stop the effort and lower his hand.

Amara looked back at Dimas with a tired face. "Mas, I can't. The paint continues to fade .... How would it be a painting if the ice melts ...."

"Gue doesn't want to know! Who told you to give me cat food!"

"That's the fault of Dimas himself! Already I warned but Mas Dimas wouldn't heed-"

"Hey! Wear a tickle." Dimas got up from his place and stepped closer to Amara. The man ruffled his waist, then lowered his head to look at Amara who was lower than him. "You want to kill me, lo?" ask her with eyes that are deliberately dilated.

Amara immediately bowed and shook her head, although her face was still pouting.

"Lo want, the punishment I added again?"

Amara again shook her head.

Dimas was satisfied while folding his hands in front of his chest. His eyes were still watching Amara who was still lowered. "Yes already. Then don't give up!"

Amara raised her face to look at Dimas in disbelief. At first he thought Dimas would come to his senses and overturn his sentence. But what is it! The man told her not to give up.

Until Mimi Peri lahiran also this painting will not run! amara rebelled.

Just imagine, which sane person gave his nurse punishment for painting. Yes, if the media painting canvas. This is a piece of ice! Under the hot sun! There is no shade.

Not only the ice melted, but Amara's body. The girl was already bathed in sweat. Even Dimas did not give him a chance to just clean his face from the deadly spray of cat food earlier. Really sucks! grumbling Amara again.

I want it to feel Amara splash the rest of the paint on Dimas' face. But what power, guts alone he has no. How can we make it happen!

There's no other choice. Amara again swept her brush on the ice cubes that always water. Of course with a bent face. But this time the movement is original and getting rougher. Even to the point of causing a splash, and the splash of colored water hit the clothes Dimas. The ones that had stuff must have returned triggered the man's anger.

"Lo on purpose, yeah!"

"No." Dimas's quick question was answered only casually by Amara.

Dimas only let out a rough sigh while rubbing the stain spots on his clothes.

Damnit. If only I had a gun to fight this crazy guy. If only I knew his weak point, I could use it to threaten him. But what is it?

Amara thought hard as she swept her brush. Moments later his eyes sparkled happily as he found the idea in his head. It's a little crazy, but it's okay. Facing a madman seems like I need to be crazy too.

Dimas who saw that certainly felt strange with the sudden Amara gelagat. He bowed and watched Amara closely.

"Lo why?" asked Dimas with a look of astonishment.

"My head is dizzy, Mas. My eyes twitched," Amara replied in a weak voice. He was massaging his temple plan. As if not firmly supporting the body, his hand moved to grab the edge of the table and make it a pedestal. Shortly thereafter his body was hollow with both eyes tightly closed.

Shock, Dimas was still standing glued with perfectly rounded eyes staring at Amara who was lying helplessly. This incident was so sudden that he was unable to move to catch him. Moreover, Amara had deliberately moved to be far from his reach.

"Why did he suddenly faint? Wasn't that okay?" mummy Dimas wondered.

I don't know why he felt so strange and hard to believe. He approached and stood on the side of his body.

"Wake woy! You want to know me, right? Cih does not mempan. I know bad sense, you." There was no reply until Dimas thought of shaking Amara's body with the tip of his foot. "Mar wake! Don't lo mode, yeah!"

There is still no lawfulness. Even Amara's body was getting weaker. Dimas crouched down with one knee resting on the floor. His eyes scanned Amara's body between believing and not. It could be, this girl is working on it to escape punishment. But, if it turns out he fainted really how?

Sighing slowly, he raised Amara's hand and pressed his pulse. Still throbbing. And it seems normal.

"Mar, Amara!" Dimas called out as he patted the girl's cheek gently. There was no response. He then held Amara's forehead to measure her body temperature. Dimas tiptoed as he felt the forehead was completely hot. Of course it's hot, because they're roasted in the hot sun directly.

"Mar, wake! You're not dead, are you?" Dimas shook that slender body many times. There was no response and he started to panic. Damnit damnit! He really fainted. Don't die, God, don't die. I could go to jail if this happened.

Without a second thought, he immediately lifted Amara's body and laid her down on a chair by the side of the pool.

"Wait here, okay! I'll take the eucalyptus oil for a minute." Dimas then ran quickly into the house after saying goodbye. But without him knowing, the eyelids that had been closed tightly had slowly opened after he died.

Yes, Amara opened her eyes. The girl slightly raised her head to look towards the entrance. A moment later he laughed gigglingly after successfully convincing Dimas if he really fainted. The girl let out a deep breath because it was glad it wasn't a bitch.

"Finally, I can take shelter too, O Allah. The cold, "sighs Amara as she flicks her hand like she's wearing a fan. His eyes were also faintly closed, feeling the coldness of the breeze that struck.

He turned back to the door just in case. "Basic rude man. Seeing the weak woman fall unconscious instead of being helped, instead of being toppled with her legs," his grunts were annoyed.

The sound of footsteps coming closer made Amara hurry to get ready. It returned to its original position, just as it had been before Dimas left it. Of course by closing your eyes.

Dimas ran from inside. Then crouched down on Amara's side with a face full of anxiety. He immediately spilled eucalyptus oil and then attached it to the tip of Amara's nose. Not to forget also in the temples, palms, even the entire soles of the feet. Dimas also rubbed Amara's palm to resuscitate the girl. But no, Amara showed no signs of rumination either.

"Mara! Wake dong! Don't make me panic!" Dimas patted Amara's cheek to wake up. Free. The girl was unconscious too.

"Did I call a doctor, huh? Let this kid get a conscious injection or a heart shock, so. Uh, no-no. The doctor was suspicious, again. I suspected it, but it was not. God fucking. Why am I so gini dizzy, anyway!"

Dimas gave a rough sigh and sat down on the edge of the chair, right on the side of Amara's body. He looked up and looked at the nurse. "It's a minute away, Amara. A minute later, I am free from punishment. But why can't you bear it, anyway! I just wanted to take the punishment, lo ...."

Amara really wanted to laugh out loud hearing Dimas's whining that looked like a little boy's whining. A moment later he felt Dimas' body rise from sitting.

I don't know where that guy went. Clearly, shortly afterwards she returned, and Amara felt something wet and cold coming down on her face. Of course Amara was surprised to the point that his body was slightly tiptoed. Apparently Dimas splashed water to resuscitate.

I don't know what the man was thinking, which clearly Amara did not feel any movement or movement. But a moment later he felt someone holding his fingers.

"Mar, wait a minute, I'm looking for reinforcements first." The sound of footsteps drifting away after Dimas said that sentence. What is clear is that it again makes Amara's stomach feel stiff because it tries to hold back laughter.

Hahaha, glad to have managed to teach him a lesson. Are you someone who can demand revenge? I'm dong too. Happy to see her in panic .... Amara giggles in heart.

Shortly after, Dimas's footsteps rang out again. Amara was already impatient to see what reinforcements Dimas managed to get. Could Euis? Or Bi Eli's stuff?

It was quiet after Dimas returned. Without any warning, byuurr! A bucketful of cold water spilled and soaked Amara's body. Just contact the girl flutter and immediately bouncy wake up from the bed.

He had almost pulled out a sharp bacot as Etalibun's sword, but his tongue was immediately twisted when he found Dimas standing with an empty bucket in his hand. While his lips were tilting the grin of such a terrifying demon.

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