The Nurse's Choice of Man

Fines

Sitting back on the sofa, Dimas thrust the paper at Amara.

"It was read before the signature" Dimas said, leaning on his back.

Amara immediately grabbed the paper and read each of the writings.

CONTRACT OF EMPLOYMENT AGREEMENT

The signed ones below :

Dimas as the first

Amara as the second party

Article one

During work, the second party had to obey the first party. No objection when there is an order. The work will continue until an indefinite time.

Article two

The first party is never wrong

Third article

If the first party is guilty, then return to chapter two

Fourth article

Honor for the second party of Rp 200,000,000.00 and half will be paid in advance as a sign.

Thus this employment contract letter we make in a conscious state, as consciously as possible. Created, approved and signed by both parties after reading, understood in its contents and without any coercion from any party.

Amara rounded her eyes while reading the contract. Not only because of the nominal listed there, but also crazy articles that are clearly burdensome to the camp.

"Why? Is something wrong?" As if understanding what Amara was thinking, Dimas decided to ask her first.

Amara took her eyes off the paper then looked at Dimas. Smiling lightly, the man even knew that this would definitely trigger a protest from his nurse, and.

"Cock the contents of the article like this, Mas?"

As Dimas guessed, Amara asked with a hostile face to show his protest attitude.

"Loh, why?" Bouncy dimas wake up from the backrest and place both elbows resting on the groin. He stared intensely at Amara with interlocking fingers.

"I know Mas Dimas willing to pay me with a high fee. But the content of this employment contract tends to weigh me down!"

"How burdensome? Wong is fit, that's it." Dimas reviewed the seyum, then moved a pen to the front of Amara. "Now, make a signature."

"No way." Amara answered narrowly while throwing the work contract sheet in front of Dimas before then throwing his face away.

"Hey! You want, work is not paid!" the instantaneous snapping of Dimas made Amara tiptoed in surprise. The girl then looked at Dimas with a slick facial expression.

"I can not be favored ...," said Amara then with a sad down face.

Dimas sighed slowly, then moved to the side of Amara. His sturdy hands moved around Amara's body until it faced her.

Amara gasped to feel the unsuspecting actions of Dimas. He then lowered his head to avoid Dimas' intense eyes on him.

"Where, anyway .... How is it, heum?" Dimas lifted Amara's chin to see his face.

"Mas Dimas just used me, right? Mas Dimas would have bullied me." Amara grunts her head. He knew this contract letter was just a tool to hold him.

Indeed, even though Dimas offered a high fee, he was not interested in having his freedom restrained. Until a time that cannot be determined.

"I know, Mas Dimas is actually cured. But why even make a contract letter until the time can not be determined? Should my work be done soon? If you think this is the effect of Mas Dimas who is stalling for time!" amara protests again.

Amara was stunned to hear Dimas' words. He thought the man's words had a point. Although it looks normal, but actually Dimas has not healed properly. The man still needs strict monitoring if he does not want to return.

"Lagain, you've been able to trust from Mama, right? You should be able to keep that trust at least until Mama returns."

Again Dimas tried to touch the side of compassion in Amara's heart, and succeeded. The girl really felt unbearable.

"Or is the honor lacking? I can, add again whatever you want," said eagerly to launch an action to persuade him, but Amara hastily rejected it.

"No, Mom, no! This is mostly for me." The girl immediately grabbed the pen and affixed her signature on the available spot without a second thought. Not because of money, but because of Dimas's persuasion that was like a welder.

While propped up with his chin, Dimas noticed Amara who was signing the dossier. The man commented smilingly looking at Amara's generous demeanor. The innocent girl was really very easy to persuade, especially when it came to the Trust from her mother.

"Well, that's dong. I promise I won't let you go again. I made this contract solely for you, really. Let it be clearer." Dimas sweetened, then took the pen from Amara's hand to put the signature.

Dimas divided the letter into two, then handed the one to Amara.

"Now, save make lo. And this one made me."

Amara nodded as she received the sheet. But his face still showed a heavy expression.

"Mar, I reiterate once again. I don't take advantage of this at all. I need your dedication, yes .. even if you are not worth it. But you know what I mean, right?"

Amara simply nodded obediently as a form of approval.

"good. Smart child ...," seduced Dimas while rubbing the top of Amara's head.

"Ish, Mas Dimas! I'm not a kid anymore ...!" sumpul Amara while diverting Dimas' hand.

Dimas actually chuckled, then linked his hands to be used as a pillow. "Yes, yeah, I know. Clean up my desk, gih. After that, we both took a break. It's the night."

Amara hurried to obey Dimas' orders. Clean the man's desk vigorously. So that we can rest soon. He did not notice what Dimas was doing in his place.

But not long after, his phone rang indicating there was an incoming notification. Amara stopped her activities for a moment and took her phone from her pocket.

The veiled girl stared at the screen of her phone and instantly widened her eyes.

"Mas, what the hell is this?" The look of disbelief then focused on the man.

Just act normal, Dimas just pretended not to hear Amara's question. The man was even pretentious with the device in his hand.

"Mas!" call Amara once again with a higher intonation that inevitably makes Dimas stare at her because of the noise.

"What, anyway?" ask the man lightly.

"This is Mas Dimas actually transferring to my account of a hundred million?"

"No. Not me." Dimas sok indifferently.

"Lied!" rebut Amara. The girl then approached the man and stood in front of him in an annoyed expression.

"I don't want to! Here, take it back!" Amara thrust her phone with a scowling face.

"Religion. That's your thing!"

"No want! This is mostly."

"Forgot, if you have signed the contract? Want, I'm fined five hundred million for unilaterally breaking up?"

"Well!" amara shouted as she rounded her eyes in disbelief.

Seriate