The Nurse's Choice of Man

Gini-gini doang's

The next day, Amara continued to move as usual. Get up early, worship, and prepare food for Dimas. While waiting for the man to wake up, he used his free time to water the flowers in the garden.

For the sake of his work professionalism, Amara tried to behave normally, although it is undeniable that the treatment of Dimas last night was so unpleasant. Unlike usual, Dimas who is always ignorant and cheerful suddenly fierce and unfriendly. His words were rough.

Even so, Amara tried to brush off bad thoughts. Maybe it is just that too much of a feeling. So much time with Dimas and with all his surprises, he almost forgot the hard character that the man had. Yes, Amara has been lulled by Dimas' warm attitude lately.

"Ehem!"

Shocked, Amara turned her head when she heard the sound of a man's silence. The girl inevitably smiled, when she saw Dimas was already standing behind her. The guy still looks so fucked up. Face pillows, disheveled hair, and long-sleeved sleeping pajamas still stuck to the body.

"Why is that there?" As if nothing had happened before, Dimas asked in a crisp tone as usual. Of course it makes Amara happy, because Dimas is back to how he was.

"Mas Dimas see for himself, don't I have flowers." Amara answered half-sull.

Dimas smiled doubtfully. "Masa? Nyiram flowers what is bathiin flowers ...?"

"Huh?" Frowning, Amara followed Dimas's line of sight to confirm the man's words. Sure enough Dimas said that. Apparently he unconsciously flushed the flower for a long time.

"Tuh, right. Lo daydreams, yes," Dimas accused with a mocking smile.

"No."

"Huh, I'm ng."

"Said no, yes no." With a manyun lips, Amara turned off the water faucet, then moved from there. Dimas who saw it could only cluck before then protested loudly.

"Woy, it's I haven't finished talking, you know. I was left that way!"

Amara did not comment on Dimas' words. The girl continued her steps while removing the apron that was attached to the body.

The clock shows at eight. This is Dimas time for breakfast. The girl deliberately took the initiative to prepare before the man asked her first.

As he had expected, apparently Dimas actually caught up with him to the kitchen. The man immediately pulled out the dining table chair and filled it with origin.

"You want coffee" Dimas asked spoiled as he blushed his lips. His right hand held his chin up while looking at Amara who was busy preparing dishes.

Hearing that, inevitably Amara suddenly stopped activities. Nodding faintly, he then moved towards the pantry in order to make a cup of coffee.

"Thank you" Dimas said as he received a cup of coffee given by Amara. He smiled happily, then began to sip from the edge of his cup.

"It's hot, Mas. Your lips will burn." Amara warns Dimas. Justright. Just also said, the man grimaced because of the heat. Smiling little, he then put his cup again on the pedestal in the form of a small plate.

Inexhaustible, Amara chose another option to help the impatient Dimas. The girl took a tablespoon, then thrust it at Dimas.

"Wear the spoon, Mas. But a little edits, yeah."

Instead of receiving the spoon, Dimas looked at Amara with a spoiled mimic. "Suapin ..," he asked.

"Oh my goodness, my. Coffee drinking time just ask to be bribed." Amara twists lazy eyeball.

"Like me, please. It is free if you are not used. Come, hunted!" Acting ignorant, Dimas looked at Amara with demands. Waiting for the girl to bribe him.

Amara snorts. "Basar spoiled," he later said. However, even so he still followed the wishes of his patients. Even painstakingly feeding the big baby using a spoon.

Dimas seemed enthusiastic about accepting Amara's feed. His smile was perfect. Putting both hands on the table, he opened his mouth wide accepting the mouthful of the girl beside him. The man actually showed an attitude inversely proportional to last night.

It was clear that it invited a question in Amara's mind. What did that man have just experienced. Could it be that Dimas was hiding something?

"Mar," he called out to break the silence.

"Emm," replied Amara without looking at her face.

Suddenly Dimas was stuck. I want to say something, but it feels heavy. As a result, he only fell silent when the two neutrals greeted each other.

"What's wrong?" Amara squinted her eyes when she asked.

Dimas cleared his throat, then turned his eyes for a moment before then looked back at Amara.

"Entar comes with me," he said.

"Where?"

"party."

"Well!"

"Ohuk!" Dimas chokes on the coffee that Amara feeds because of the girl's shock.

"Oh my goodness, my. Be careful when you drink." Seeing Dimas coughing, Amara immediately put the cup and spoon onto the table. Rise up to grab a tissue, he then rubbed Dimas' lips and patted the wide back gently.

Dimas massaged his chest, then gulped with difficulty. He looked back and gave it to Amara.

"Lo's not careful, which is why I'm choking!"

"Yes sorry" said Amara, anchoring her butt back to the chair. "I was just shocked when Mas Dimas said the party. Emm .. I just misheard you, right?" tanyanya.

"Lo's no budek, is he, Mar? That lo cup still works normally, right?" Dimas actually asked back with his thin tone.

Amara only shook her head weakly in response. He was not deaf, but Dimas' invitation was really hard to believe.

"Why party should I take me? Is Mas Dimas not ashamed if there is a baby who still carries a nanny all made to the party?" tanyanya tried to warn.

"No." Dimas answered briefly, but with a tone full of confidence.

"But, Mas–"

"No but-but!" cut the Dimas before Amara finished his speech. "As long as you're still my nurse, we're a package. Wanna?" dimas was firm, and the man smiled with satisfaction as Amara nodded her head in a sign that she understood.

***

Not knowing what to do, Amara just paced around in her room. Half an hour had passed since Dimas gave him time, but he was at a loss to make the most of it.

The door was knocked from the outside, followed by a call.

"Mara!"

Amara stares at the door, then bites the tip of her index finger. His face looks panicked.

"Udah yet? You're not sleeping anymore, are you?" Dimas' voice sounded urgent. Inevitably, Amara immediately opened the door that was not actually locked.

"What the fuck?" Dimas was flabbergasted as soon as Amara's figure emerged from the half-open door gap. The man scanned Amara's body from toe to head, then clucked. "God .... Asked to dance from earlier the results gini-gini doang?" he nodded while shaking his head.