The Nurse's Choice of Man

Love claps one hand

Juan sat in a chair watching Amara busy putting the drugs in place.

Her petite body seemed so agile as it moved. Supported by deft hands and feet, Amara quickly finished her work.

The headscarf that covers his head does not seem to be an obstacle for him to move. Juan always felt comfortable when he was next to Amara beyond the comfort he got when with his girlfriend.

With Amara He found peace of heart. Even the girl's voice was getting more melodious to say hello to her ears..

Juan silently smiled amusedly at Amara on her tiptoes. The beautiful girl forced her tiny body to take something even though it did not arrive.

Amara looked back and looked at Juan who was sitting watching him while holding his chest. "Juan,," he called out in a spoiled tone.

Juan bergeming. He raised his eyebrows, as if hinting for Amara to say his wish.

"Can you help me get the box?" point Amara at a box he can't reach.

"You said you just wanted me to be with you, but why do you want me to help you too, huh?" juan asked in protest.

Amara grumbled sadly. "You don't want to help me?"

Juan sighed softly. "Yes, yes, I help," said Juan, rising up, and then walking towards Amara lazily. "This one?" he pointed at a box.

"Yes." Yeah." Amara replied while nodding steadily. A moment later he received the box from Juan's hand with a glittering eye. "Thank you," he said merrily, grinning.

"Hemmm," Juan simply muttered in response.

"Eitt," Amara pulled on Juan's shirt as the man stepped back into his chair.

Juan turned his head and looked at Amara with a lazy face. "What else?"

"Again ,,,."

Juan sighed softly, then turned around and approached the shelf. "Which one?" he raised his hand, ready to get the things Amara wanted.

"That, that and that. Then the next one too," replied Amara while pointing at some kind of color box at will.

Juan lowered his hand and ruffled his waist. "Tuh, right. Been loving to ask for a heart anyway! Long time ago, yes!" grin while shaking slowly. "A lot of it."

"That's what I need ,,,."

"No, no! It's good to play around. Take it yourself!"

"And I'm not happy."

Juan breathed a rough sigh and moved to bend his body. Sontak Amara immediately glared in shock when Juan grabbed his leg and held him.

"Juan! What the fuck! Down!" amara shouted frantically as she wavered looking for a grip. Being in Juan's arms made him tremble. Afraid that suddenly the man dropped her.

"I don't want to keep telling you. Now take the box yourself! Your own choice as to which you want."

"But it doesn't have to be carried either, kali!"

"So take it, don't you? If you don't want to, I'm down, right!"

"Eh, jerk! Don't moan, dong."

"Quick! Don't dawdle! I think I like it for a long time," teased Juan down there with a smile on his face.

"Ish, what the hell! You're the mode time!" gerutu Amara while reaching for the item he wanted to take.

"There is no ahlak. My people help him sincerely, even in the case of mode."

Amara smiles. It was complete with the stuff he needed, he looked down at Juan. "I've got the box, now put me down, yes" he asked later.

Juan immediately lowered Amara slowly. I don't know why the two suddenly felt awkward when they looked at each other. Both are clumsy, then throw each other face.

"Emmm, I-I'll move fast so he can go home quickly." Amara's voice sounded nervous as she said it, while Juan just nodded in agreement. The man then returned to his seat, while Amara resumed her work .

***

"Please," said the waiter kindly as he delivered the meatballs Amara and Juan ordered to their table.

"Thank you,," Amara replied with a smile. He pulled a bowl and pushed it in front of Juan, and another bowl for himself. "Hemmm,, steady" he said as he inhaled the scent of meatball steam that was still steaming.

"The smell is delicious, yes," Juan said as he thrust a spoon and fork at Amara.

Juan was just shaking his head at Amara who seemed to be in a hurry to eat the meatball.

"Huhah, hot." Amara shook her hands at her open mouth, as if she was sending the wind into her heated mouth.

"Slow Mara! No need to rush!" Panicked Juan grabbed a tissue and put it in Amara's mouth. "Blow here!" tell him with a straight hand.

"Don't! Honey, tau," declined Amara while still chewing meatballs in her mouth. With Juan's hand to get away from his mouth. "I'm fine, I'm fine" he said convincingly.

Juan pulled his hand and looked at Amara full of anger. "Why torture your mouth like that? You can ask for more if you don't feel full."

"really?" amara asked, twitching her eyes. I don't know why even though Juan was angry he actually liked it more. Because behind Juan's anger, always contains a trace of concern for him. "Ah, pleased. But unfortunately I'm not that greedy. A bowl is enough for me, right."

Amara feed the meatballs to the mouth and then taste the taste. "Ah is still less spicy," he said. Then he added the sauce again.

"You look like you're starving. How many days have you not eaten?" juan asked in a mocking tone.

Amara who was chewing stopped. He lifted his eyes and looked at Juan in annoyance. "You're mocking me?" ask her with a manyun lips.

"Not mock. You clearly look hungry!"

"Hehe, I haven't eaten since breakfast this morning" Amara replied with a grin.

"Currently, my guess is correct, right! You look like you haven't eaten in a week!"

"Hey! I just missed lunch! Not a week of not eating!" amara protests with mouth full of food. To make his lips dirty by the rest of the food.

Juan just sighed softly, looking at his best friend while shaking heean. He grabbed a tissue and rubbed it on Amara's lips. The girl only grinned and resigned as Juan cleaned the spruce in her mouth.

"You're a woman, can't you be, ja'im a little in front of a man?" Juan squeezes the dirty tissue and throws it in the trash.

"Aren't you my lover, why should I be in front of you? We've known since Junior High, you know what I look like inside."

"If I am not your lover, I am still a man! Don't you think of me as a man?"

"Who said you were a woman?" Amara laughed as Juan pouted. "I will ja'im in front of my lover, later. So you just calm down, yeah. I'm still a normal woman, really." Amara smiled, then refocused on her bowl.

"You want to taste mine? This one's better, you know." Like coaxing a child, Juan lures Amara with her grafting meatballs that are still intact.

"You haven't eaten yet, how do you know it's delicious?"

"You don't?" Juan repeated the question again. He stabbed a meatball and then thrust it at Amara.

"You." Amara answered briefly. He opened his mouth as if hinting for Juan to bribe him. "Hemm, it's really delicious!" yells. Amara then took the meatballs from her bowl, then placed them on Juan's lips.

Juan knitted his eyebrows while staring at the meatballs in Amara's hands. "What's a ,,,?" tanyanya's confused.

"Open your mouth," ordered Amara with bulging eyes like forcing. Although initially hesitant, but in the end the black girly man followed Amara's wishes. "Aaah, smart boy," said Amara while laughing happily because in the end he managed to make Juan eat.

Juan was upset at Amara's laugh. While chewing, he grabbed the tissue and then rubbed his wet lips. "You treat me like a child" he murmured softly.

"Then what do you think you're treating me like? Your attitude is too possessive of me. Do you know, you're like my mom." Amara chuckled after saying it, as if her words had been so ridiculous. "But I love it, because behind it you love me so sincerely."

Juan just chirped at seeing Amara laugh. The iced tea on the right side, then sipped it to wet the throat.

"Juan," called Amara softly, and Juan looked at her with question marks. The change in the face of the girl was so sudden, from the original laugh amused now look sad and look at her meaningfully.

"Hemmm," Juan replied. "What?" tanyanya.

"Thank you for being my friend and protector all this time, yeah."

Juan was just glued while staring at the silk fingers as soft as Amara's holding her hand tightly. Unable to answer with a word, he just smiled while nodding his head.

Whether Amara was aware of it or not, his actions gave rise to another sigh in Juan's chest. His heart suddenly pounded violently as Amara's eyes stared at him fixedly.

But unfortunately, Amara only considers him nothing more than a friend. If the girl knew if Juan wanted more, maybe all this time Juan did not need to feel love clapping one hand.

I don't know what feeling is raging in Juan's heart right now. A taste that has long existed and until now is getting smoldering. Although he had a lover, Juan's heart and feelings never turned away from Amara. She's girl. Amara is the source of Juan's happiness.

"Sorry" said Amara with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry?" juan asked with a furrowed eyebrow. "Sorry for what?"

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