The Nurse's Choice of Man

Cry out

The sound of an explosion from the gunshot held by Dimas was like darkening Amara's eyes even though the girl was closed. The tiny, trembling body felt that something was falling on his head, but he did not dare to open his eyes just to confirm his death.

Suddenly Amara felt stupid. Why didn't he just run away and run away? To hell with the oath of office if it would end up inviting death. Especially for a crazy man who has no feelings.

But why did he not feel the slightest pain? Wouldn't after being shot someone feel pain even if it was just a training bullet?

The curiosity prompted Amara to open her eyes. The first thing he saw was the frozen figure of Dimas across the street. The man was still looking at her with wide eyes.

"Jj-so. I-I'm not dead yet?" amara's murmurs are soft and flattened. His paled lips were shaking. His trembling hands then lifted and touched upon the wet head. Apparently wet with crushed apple fragments.

Brugg!

Amara's body sat down along with the release of the Dimas shot from the hand until it fell on the ground.

The girl's body still trembled in silence. Breathing violently. The feeling of uncertainty still rumbled inside the chest. Don't know how to. He just went through such a terrible time.

Is this what it feels like to have a person who is nearing death? An overwhelming fear to the point that the entire body trembled violently. The feet are not able to support the body.

With her head bowed, Amara sobbed softly. O Allah, forgive me who is too afraid and submissive to my fellow men. Your servant knows that you are the only one to be feared.

While Dimas, he seemed to be in disbelief successfully against his fears. Even unknowingly releasing that shot from the hand. He looked at both of his palms with a feeling of great pleasure.

"I'm cured, Amara. I'm cured ...!" That happy mouthful echoed on Dimas' lips. The man does not stop giving thanks.

As if to share happiness, he ran over to the girl who was struggling at the end. He bent his knees, then crouched down in front of Amara who was still down with his hands scooping his face. Staring at his nurse with eyes that sparkled with pleasure, Dimas then touched Amara's shoulder to attract attention.

"Gue succeeded, Amara. Lo's grinning, right?" Dimas gently gripped both of Amara's shoulders, then slightly shook her as a happy overflow. He was so happy that he didn't notice the nurse's face.

Plaque!

One hard slap landed on Dimas' cheek after both of his hands slammed from Amara's shoulder. Touching his cheek, Dimas looked at Amara with a look of disbelief.

"Mar?"

"Shut up!"

Dimas was stunned to see Amara's furious reaction. The girl inched backwards pulling her body further away. Staring at Dimas with sharp guts, then rubbing his wet face violently.

"It's enough Mas Dimas to bully me! You have humbled me enough!" Amara spoke loudly while pointing at Dimas' face with her index finger. His words were full of emphasis. "I'm just human. I have a limit of patience. I can also fight if I'm treated like an animal! Have you ever regarded me as a human being and treated me humanely, dear Lord Dimas!" Amara even sniffled after saying.

Silently, Amara gritted her teeth, squeezing her fingers before throwing them into the air. The girl fell in. There is a sense of tightness in the chest which then again makes his eyes glazed. No longer able to hold back, he then sobbed with his hands scooping his face.

"Don't touch me!" snapped Amara while patting hard on Dimas' hand. His gaze was directed so sharply that it pierced the recesses of Dimas' heart.

Amara's anger was apparently bad for Dimas. The man was no longer pitying. It even ignited his emotions. He did not even realize his mistake and considered Amara's reaction to be excessive.

"Whatever!" geram Dimas was full of emphasis. He got up and looked down at Amara in annoyance. "Lo thinks who wants to touch you! I don't care about you either! I don't need Lo anymore! I don't need a nurse! Go home! Same with your parents! Same with your grandparents! Same with all your family. Or if you need to meet all the neighbors if you suffer here because I have made you miserable! Go Lo! I don't need elo anymore!" Dimas shouted with a fiery rage, even deliberately shouting it right in Amara's ears.

The girl was getting more and more stunned while covering both her ears. He couldn't stand it. He could not hear the words of Dimas that seemed to corner him. Moreover, the man mentioned all family members who are no longer owned. It really made him more bitter.

Dimas turned around and left. With a furious face leaving the still stupefied in place.

His steps stopped for a moment when he met Eli at the exit. He just fell silent and snorted, then passed away leaving Eli still confused.

"Mas Dimas, what's going on?"

Dimas ignored Eli's screams demanding an explanation. And keep walking away with clenched hands.

Eli was still watching Dimas' back which was further away leaving him with a look of wonder, then turned inward and found Amara who was resting on the ground. Of course he immediately ran over with a panicked face.

Eli himself came after hearing gunshots from the place. This is the first time that this has happened after Dimas had an accident. Curiosity is what drives us to come.

Intended to give support if the man is really training, but what he found was unexpected. The atmosphere stiffened to see the expressions of the two people without anyone giving an explanation.

"Mara, what's wrong with you, son?" Eli crouched down while shaking Amara's shoulder demanding an explanation.

Amara who was sobbing seemed surprised to feel the touch of Eli. The girl turned her head, then hugged Eli tightly. His cry broke as he leaned his chin on the middle-aged woman's slender shoulder. Her tears were shedding profusely, as if finding a backrest to share the grief.

Speechless, Eli was only able to gently rub Amara's back to calm her down. He fell silent, letting the girl carry all the burdens that weighed on his mind.

For some reason, seeing the cry of Amara made her heart also rustle sore. Eli felt the heat in his eyes that made him teary. His hand quickly moved a swipe before the clear circle slid free from his net.

"Aibi ..," said Amara on the sidelines of her cries.

"Yes, Honey. Cry, if it calms you down. Aunty is here with you" she said, patting Amara's shoulder gently for support. His voice sounded vibrating as he spoke while holding back the cry.

Women are still women. Despite how loud Amara's heart was, the crying was still a weapon as her heart ran out. This was the first time Eli had seen Amara's tears.

Seriate.