The Nurse's Choice of Man

Astounding sight

Day by day it changed. With his bad attitude, Amara left many of his friends. They turned away from Amara and turned to pity Miranda who was devastated by the oppression Amara had done.

Only Juan was the only friend who did not hate Amara at all, even though the girl always behaved badly and ignored her.

But not without reason Juan did not hate Amara, he had caught the haughty girl was crying sobbing in the school toilet which was quiet.

Juan, who was not far from the toilet, was made curious by the sound of a girl. He rushed over and was surprised to find Amarah sitting on the floor with teary cheeks.

"Mara's? You why?"

Surprised by Juan's sudden presence, Amara immediately stopped crying and rubbed her rough cheeks. He got up and washed his face in the washbasin.

Juan who was standing in the doorway moved closer. Standing behind Amara, she tilted her head and looked at the girl through the mirror reflection with a frown. "You crying?" tanyanya.

"No. I'm just flickering." Amara answered short without looking.

"Oh, huh?" Juan smiled bitterly in doubt of Amara's unreasonable confession.

"Not as loud as a rock, why am I crying!" said Amara ketus while closing the water faucet. Without rubbing his face, he passed away just past Juan who was watching him confused.

"How to wait!" Juan held the girl by pulling her hand.

Amara closed her eyes while gritting her teeth. "What else is it, Juan!" ask her in annoyance while pulling a hand. He refused to even look at Juan's face.

"I want to study with you again."

"What's? Studying together?" Amara repeated Juan's words, then smiled lightly while looking at the handsome young man. "Sorry, Juan, I'm busy. So there is no time to learn that is not important with you like before."

Juan grabbed Amara's arm and shook it as if he was awakening. "Conscious, Mar! Your grades all plummet because you never learn!" with a face full of worry.

"Ih, what the hell!" amara snapped while shaking Juan's hand as if he was disgusted.

Again Juan could only shake his head to see the extreme change of his best friend.

"Let my grades plummet! Isn't that good for you!"

"Absolutely not!" juan fast.

"lik! You are happy because now there are no more rivals, right!"

"That's not true, Mar! I can't possibly be on top of your troubles! Mar," called Juan and grabbed Amara's hand and gently squeezed her fingers. "We are friends. Friends care about each other."

"What do you care!" sahut Amara was sharp while leaning his face and ruffled waist like a challenge. The girl who tied her ponytail hair then smiled lightly and pulled away, then looked at Juan arrogantly while holding his chest.

"This is not the real you, Mar," said Juan confidently. He can judge if Amara's haughty attitude is deliberately made up. He believes this is not Amara's true nature. Because basically human nature cannot change drastically in an instant.

"Then what do you think I am? Demonic possession?" Amara chuckles afterwards. "Let me change! I didn't hurt you either!"

Instead of being angry or upset, Juan looks smug looking at his best friend. "Mar, if you have a problem, we break it together, yes. Don't you sniff yourself. I'm ready to hear all your curses. If I need to, I'll help." Juan spoke in a weakened voice with eyes staring pity at Amara.

Instead of being touched, Amara just laughed loudly hearing Juan's words. "Juan, Juan. Do you think the problem is a piggy bank that we can break!"

"Mar, I'm talking seriously!"

"Whatever!" Amara then left Juan who was still fixated on looking at her in disbelief.

***

Tok tok!

"Good afternoon, Om Hanan," said Juan with a friendly smile.

"Juan, want to study together?" hanan asked kindly after seeing the backpack carried on Juan's back. A smile full of admiration was on the lips of Miranda's father. "For a long time, you didn't learn together."

"Yes, I've been a little busy lately."

"Well, you're great, yeah. I'm proud of your achievements all along."

"Ah, just plain, Om. My grades are still below average" Juan denied with a low smile. "Om, where's Amara, huh?" He nodded as if he was looking for someone.

"Just go to the back. They're studying together now,"

in a polite tone then stepped awkwardly towards the back garden.

"Thank you, Om," said Juan enthusiastically, then walked towards the back area of the house.

From a distance, Juan could see the two cousins together. For some reason he abandoned his intention to immediately step foot through the back door, and delayed his intention to meet Amara. He actually chose to lurk from behind a glass window so that he could see Amara's face without being known to the owner.

At first Juan still seemed to smile seeing the two cousins were learning as usual people who study together in general.

"Now, my PR work is done!" Miranda threw her notebook at Amara's face violently. "Very well, if anything goes wrong!" The threat is full of warning.

"But Mira, if every day I keep working on your PR, you'll have a hard time facing the test."

"Then teach me how to do it!"

"I want to teach you, but don't be lazy, yeah."

"How dare you say I'm lazy! Quickly work!" joked Miranda with a commanding tone.

Juan who was in a hidden place looked dumbfounded watching the incident. How could his condition be inversely proportional to what happened at school, where Amaralah was haughty and oppressed Miranda. But what happened today? So this is their true nature?

Juan again observed Amara who was focusing on Miranda's PR book. The girl meticulously worked on every single matter written in the book.

While Miranda looks relaxed and just watches Amara through the view. "What looks like his writing! Intentionally fined as well as your own, huh?

Raising her gaze, Amara shook her head quickly. "No ...."

"lik! Intentionally, right! Let Master know that my job is you!"

"It's not Mira-"

Miranda pulls the book out of Amara's hands. Then he looked at the writing carefully.

"That's right, really! the thrill doesn't like. "I don't want to know. Write your writing now! Watch out! If you get caught by Master, you'll be the one I'll punish!" Miranda again threatened Amara harshly, then threw the book in Amara's face.

From where he stood, Juan could see clearly the teary eyes of Amara.

"Why silence! Cry again! You crybaby. Cepet kerjain!" Miranda snorted and leaned her body against the back of the sofa. Then relax again while playing his phone.

Amara who was down looked rubbed her cheeks. His body sitting on the floor moved to crawl to pick up the pen that had fallen earlier. The book was lying next to him. Ready to write again.

"I'm thirsty, get me a drink." Even to take a drink that has been served on the table alone Miranda's hands are reluctant to move.

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