The Nurse's Choice of Man

Can, right?

Amara had just laid her body on the sofa when Dimas came from her study.

"Lo hasn't slept?" asked the man while locking the door to his room. It was always done since Amel forced both of them to sleep one room. Of course, to avoid revealing secrets if they sleep separately.

"Yet. Just finished the sunnah prayer." Amara answered flatly.

"Here is very diligent worship," seduced Dimas while stepping towards the bed.

"Yes yes, it is. Let Allah be given a good and faithful soul mate" replied Amara in a proud and confident tone.

"Tok his features look like me?" chirps Dimas with round eyes, acting as if he was flabbergasted.

"Like Mas Dimas? Ih, sorry, yeah. It looks like Juan."

"Curtain! Juan." Juan." Dimas screeches. "Flame. Guys aren't that strict."

"Hey, he's assertive, yeah!" amara exclaimed in a dislike tone. He felt he could not accept Dimas calling Juan. The girl's body suddenly bounces awake and sits facing Dimas with unfriendly face.

"Juan is kind, patient, loving, friendly, understands me best, and is not stingy."

"Hey! So you think I'm stingy!" Dimas now looks unacceptable.

"Loh, Mas Dimas why is that nyolot? It's me talking about Juan, you know. Why Dimas did not accept it. Ish, ish, ish .. Since marriage, how do you feel, huh?" Amara clucked with a mocking grin on her lips.

"Peace nutmeg lo. Yeah, yeah, you guys purposely fucked me!"

"Geez, so Mas Dimas was offended because I said that?"

"Yes, lah. I am not married yet, I am royal. Especially married! Whatever you ask for I'll give you, without a lot of bacots!" Dimas full of emphasis at the end of the sentence.

"No need. I don't want any of Mas Dimas' money."

Hearing those words coming from his wife's lips, clearly Dimas did not accept. For some reason, his pride as a husband is like being trampled despite the absence of love. "Hey, watch your words, yeah! Sin knows not. The wife should not refuse the living from the husband. I can hide!"

"Mas Dimas cursed me?"

"No."

"What should that be?"

"It's just a wejangan. Same, like Mama's words this afternoon."

Amara fell silent. For a moment he thought about Dimas' words just now, and in the end he realized, the man's words did have a point.

However, he was reluctant to argue this further given their still-series marital status, especially in the absence of love. Even during the wedding only parting is always planned. Is this what you call marriage? Amara wondered.

"Udah, ah Mas. I'm going to bed. It's night. Sleepy." Amara broke her body after saying. The girl positioned herself tilted to the right, turned her back to Dimas who was sitting on the bed, then covered her body with a thick blanket to the chest. He was not even worried that Dimas would act badly against him, because in his heart he was very confident and believed that the man would maintain his dignity as a woman.

"habits. If only the debate would have liked to have run away. Use sleepy excuses, again," Dimas told Amara, but the girl still flinch silently.

Dimas tilted his head, watching the girl's body closely. Amara was already motionless, only her breathing seemed regular.

"Mar, are you really sleeping?"

Silent. There is no lawfulness. Unable to be ignored like this, Dimas got up and walked quickly to the long sofa where Amara slept.

"Mar, get up dong, I'll talk." Dimas shook Amara's shoulder. The man's body bowed in order to see the face of his wife.

"Hey, your brain don't think about it!" firmly Dimas with an unacceptable tone. "Wake up! I want to talk!" he said again, then sat on the sofa taking a position under Amara's feet.

While Amara, the girl inevitably got up from the bed and sat with her back leaning.

"What the hell, anyway?" tanyanya lazy while rubbing eyes.

"His eyes are ready first. Let's not dream of talking to a handsome person."

"I haven't slept, you know!" ketus Amara did not accept.

"Owh, hasn't ya? I thought it was a dream, hahaha."

"What the hell is talking about" said Amara impatiently.

"So gini." Dimas put up a serious mimic, and then began to explain the meaning that just crossed his head. "Because of what happened this afternoon, I thought something knew not."

"Hmmm. What's?" Amara knitted her brows.

"Lo said what? Want to get out but say goodbye to Mama?"

Amara nodded.

"Gue know, that feeling is not good."

"Continue?"

"Gue got an idea."

"What?" ask Amara with such a defiant attitude.

"What if we lived apart from Mama?"

"Huh?" Amara suddenly rounded her eyes, then after that she raised the left corner of her lips to form a dismissive grin. A negative thought immediately perched in his head right then and there.

"What do you want to do from Mom? Definitely this mode. Let's date Naura to the fullest without being caught by Mama, right?"

"Eh, your thoughts are bad mulu. It's for our good, you know."

"Which kind, try it?" amara asked with a dismissive smile.

"Aren't you willing to lose your freedom in your own home? No longer arranged for people even if it's your own in-laws?" Dimas was silent for a moment. He noticed Amara's expression before continuing.

"Design, I'm going to buy a new house. No need to be big because we will not rent a maid. Because what? Let our secrets no one knows. If cleaning the house is your responsibility, there seems to be no problem, right? After all, I've seen all this time you pinter clean up the house. We buy a house with two rooms so we don't sleep together. So, even though we live in a house, we still have our own privacy that must be maintained, right? I will give you freedom to do anything. You're going back to work, cake. Want to just sleep at home, or want to spend the whole day hanging out at the front of the kang bakso waiting for passing, but. There are rules that must be obeyed, and certainly, must respect each other. Instead of diem continue at home and do not do anything, instead of more exciting if you return to be a hospital nurse again and gather the same cement?" dimas said in a seductive tone while playing his eyebrows.

Just so far Amara rounded his eyes. What kind of demonic temptation is this? Granted freedom? Got another job? Ah, Amara's eyes immediately sparkle happy when imagined the beauty of togetherness with friends. The girl brightly became her own smiles because of the chestnut.

"Hey!" Dimas snapped his finger in front of Amara's face. It was just bright that the girl tiptoed and the smile on her face instantly slipped. "Well, do you smile yourself? It's gotta be a shit, huh?" tuding Dimas's.

"Hehe," said Amara.

"Where? Like it, don't you like it? Yes, I like it, I do! You want to, right?"

Sontak Amara nodded quickly. "You want!" enthusiastic response.

"But .. you have to persuade mama to give us permission to buy a house. Can, right?" whispered Dimas in a mischievous tone right in Amara's ear.