The Nurse's Choice of Man

Bloodier

"Oh God, so you think about shoes?" Dimas shook his head and looked at Amara as if inexhaustible. Amara nodded weakly while biting her lower lip.

"Udah, don't think about it. Let's buy it next door again at the antique store. There must be a lot there."

"Bc ...! The buying period of shoes just next to him doang, already in the antique shop, again. Would Mas Dimas buy me shoes from ancient times?" Amara snorted in annoyance, flicked her lips and looked at Dimas with a stifled look. Instead of being concerned he was sad, the man even teased him.

"Yes, already. That's what it is at the junkman."

"Bc ...! How was it at the junkman?"

"Some, elo. Why also wear it next to your shoes there? It must be on purpose, right?" Dimas leaned his body on Amara while pointing the girl's nose with his index finger. "Let's take the same Juan bird and nyariin next to him everywhere until we meet. Let rich Cinderella. Yeah, yeah, right! Cih, I know foul wits, lo!" Dimas then dismisses underestimating while holding his chest.

"Don't, Mas Dimas!" furious Amara while hitting Dimas' arm so hard.

"Howw! Sick tau." Holding his arm, Dimas glared at Amara. "Who am I to be hit all over?"

"Not feeling yet?" Amara glared back.

"No," replied Dimas with a plain and pretentious facial expression.

"Ih ...!" Again Amara growled while clenching her hands holding back her annoyance. If only revenge on someone was innocent, it would have felt like the girl had stuffed one side of her shoe into Dimas' mouth. Let the man know the taste and shut up stop teasing him.

"It wasn't Mas Dimas who was tugging at me! Don't even give me a chance to take her next door again. Hu-hu .. when the shoes are new .... I've only worn it twice ...." Amara opened her lips to act like a child crying. While his hand moves rubbing the eyes that are actually dry. Hehe, yes mode.

"Uluh-ten .. wear a cry .... Cup-cup-cup," Dimas pulled Amara's head and buried it in his chest. His hands moved rubbing the top of the girl's head, acting as if he was calming a crying child.

"Bye, diem. I bought a lot of shoes. How much do you want? A three? A five? Or fifteen of you?" said Dimas still with the position of gently rubbing his nurse's hijab.

"Obstern kok, Mas?" Amara, whose head was still in Dimas' arms, asked not to understand.

"You have one ...."

"Aaa .. Where can that be! It's next door, dong! If it is the same, is it different? Must be Mas Dimas gonna play me again, right? According to Mas funny if I wear shoes of different colors, the number is not the same or a different brand. Yeah, right!"

Dimas was laughing. "Where, there! Negative thoughts are just like me." Smiling, Dimas looked down at his nurse's head. Amara just snorted there.

"Mas," call the girl then.

"Hmmm. What's?" ask Dimas.

"Prelease my head dong," Amara moved her head half in rebellion, for Dimas' hand still held her back.

"I can't breathe. It's the body of Mas Dimas wet dried. My nose goes wet ...."

Just realizing that he was still holding his nurse's head, Dimas suddenly released the girl, and laughed to see Amara cut down while rubbing his nose.

"Hahaha ... tightness, huh?" asked Dimas later, though he knew what the girl had answered.

"Yes, lah. My head is in custody."

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize."

"Cih, why am I modusin lo? Not very." Dimas twists a lazy eyeball when saying a rebuttal sentence.

Really, at that time he just wanted to calm Amara without any other frills. Even consider the nurse is like a leak that needs protection and still must be maintained.

"Well, we go home. It's this afternoon, it's hot on my head." Dimas grabs Amara's wrist and takes her along.

This time Amara did not even refuse or dismiss him. He let the man hold him and together down the street of the deserted elite housing complex.

Just silent, Amara's mind drifted out of nowhere. Where else would it be if not to wander to think of Juan. Since the unexpected meeting earlier, his heart was still beating fast until now.

Honestly, he did not have the heart to see Juan's face that was fond of him, but he wanted to. Looks like the soul mate is still not on their side. Although it is undeniable, Amara was so flowery when Juan bent his knees and begged very much to him.

Although he did not have Juan's body, at least he felt the man loved, and that was enough to make Amara feel calm. Looks like the girl is going to sleep quietly and have a good dream tonight.

Because stepping without looking at the road and busy daydreaming, accidentally Amara's feet stepped on a prominent object in the road and it made the girl suddenly scream in pain.

Dimas was surprised and suddenly widened his eyes to see Amara grimacing while lifting one leg.

"Hey, why the hell are you?" tanya Dimas while strengthening the grip of his hand to hold Amara's body balance.

"I don't know, Mom .... Suddenly my feet were painful and sore," replied Amara still with a grimacing face. It seems that the girl really felt pain.

"illness?" tanya Dimas, and replied a nod by Amara.

"It hurts?" ask the man again to be sure.

"Yes ...!" emphatically Amara with a slightly annoyed expression.

Dimas sighed softly in response to Amara's reply. "Not to make it hard, I'm just dong."

"Partially, it's been said to be sick, it's still being asked."

"Don't get a nail." Suddenly Dimas muttered in thought. Sontak Amara widened so surprised. Even now put up a horrified mimic full of fear.

"Aaa .. I don't want to hit a nail. I don't want my feet to get infected." The girl soared with one leg to make Dimas turn alertly. The man was holding the girl's body almost unsteady.

"Heh, what the hell! That's just my guess, not necessarily true, right! It was just crying straight away. You crybaby!" mutter Dimas with a warning look. Amara was instantly speechless and lowered her head deeply while frowning.

"But it hurts" said the girl.

"Yes, I know," replied Dimas. The man looked around and found a garden chair not far away.

"Sana yuk, let me check your legs," Dimas asked as he pointed towards the chair. Amara followed where Dimas' index finger was, then nodded his head after seeing the chair to say yes.

Dimas then led Amara to the chair and sat the girl there. The white man then bent one knee against the road and began to examine the nurse's leg.

"Well, it's bleeding" Dimas said afterwards, causing Amara to widen her eyes.

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