Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 4. Millie and Alamanda live in the Hanson Mansion

“Cel, see Millie has brought an experienced nurse unlike the nurse brought by the Doctor earlier. Maybe she's a newly graduated nurse, I don't really believe in her. Good thing Charlotte doesn't want to be cared for by him.” Mrs Hanson said as she continued to step inside Marcel's study. He walked in the front row, behind which Millie walked with a proud smile. The middle-aged nurse was walking in the back row.

“I also don't want to be with the nurse that Aunt Millie brought in, Oma.” Shouted Charlotte without turning her face away from the tablet screen she was holding.

Mrs Hanson continued to step up and next sat on the long sofa where Charlotte lay with her hands and eyes still kept busy with her tablet. While Marcel looked to massage his temple.

“Honey, the nurse that Aunt Millie brought is good and experienced.” Said Mrs Hanson while rubbing Charlotte's two straight legs over the sofa. Charlotte is still busy with her tablet.

“Mama I've recruited a nurse on the recommendation of a doctor who already knows Charlotte's medical record. Tell Millie to bring home the nurse she brought.” Marcel said next while looking at the Mother.

“Iya Oma tell take it home, I don't want to!” charlotte shouted without looking in anyone's direction. His eyes were still focused on his tablet screen.

“Charlotte My darling, she's a smart nurse telling stories. From ancient stories to modern stories. You want to tell me what Darling..” Millie said fondly to Charlotte while sitting her ass on the sofa not far from Charlotte.

“Tante Millie have you not heard, I do not want to be cared for by anyone other than Papa. One nurse only I don't want two. Just make it dizzy!” charlotte said in a sharp and stressed tone, now she turned her head while looking hard at Millie's face.

“You see no it Papaku dizzy.” Charlotte said next then she looked back at her tablet screen.

“Charlotte Darling, the nurse that Aunt brought is different from other nurses. He's good at storytelling for sure you'll like.” Said Millie who was still reckless to promote the nurse he brought, so that Alamanda lost and was told to leave the Hanson Mansion.

“Mama, tell Millie to bring home the nurse she brought. Don't add to my dizziness. All I need is medical personnel to take care of Charlotte and not a bedtime storyteller.” Marcel said as he closed the lap top and then he stood up and after that stepped onto the long sofa and took his little body to be carried and taken away from the workspace.

“Cel!” Shouted Mrs Hanson. Then stand up. The middle-aged nurse looked as if her facial expression was scared and pale. He then asked himself not to be able to work in the Mansion. Millie then ordered an ojek on line to the middle-aged nurse.

The three women came out of Marcel's office. Mrs Hanson continued to walk after Marcel's footsteps that had already entered her room. When she reached the door of Marcel's room, Mrs Hanson quickly turned the door handle and pushed the door, but the door failed to lock Marcel from the inside.

“Cel, open the door. You're being disrespectful to Millie. Not appreciating Millie.” help Shouted Mrs Hanson while knocking on Marcel's door.

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“Here Auntie, it's okay, maybe Brother Marcel is still sad because Charlotte is sick. The nurse Millie took home Auntie.” Said Millie who was standing next to Mrs Hanson.

“Oooh you are indeed Millie's good son, let you stay here, you can sleep in my room or in the guest room, Dear Millie. Don't you let the nurse tease Marcel.” Said Mrs Hanson while hugging Millie's shoulder from the side. And then the two women turned around and walked out of Marcel's room door to go to Mrs Hanson's room.

Meanwhile, Alamanda has got a room. After putting his clothes that are only a few pieces into the closet. Alamanda also kept his work contract letter into the closet as well. In the employment contract letter there is an agreement point if Alamanda is responsible for the nutrients and intake that enter the patient's body. So Alamanda walked out of his room, to the kitchen.

Alamanda asked for help from the waiter who had taken him to the room, and now the waiter drove Alamanda to the kitchen. At first the waiter in the kitchen was offended and did not like the presence of Alamanda into the kitchen. But after Alamanda explained that he only gave instructions about what should not be given to the patient's food and also what foods are good for cancer patients. And it doesn't have to be him who cooks, finally the kitchen waiter understands.

“But Ners can also cook for Miss Charlotte, let her be healthy quickly. I am also afraid of wrongly including food ingredients.” Said the kitchen butler, who now allowed Alamanda to cook for Charlotte so that their Little Miss would get well quickly. They are all still sad to leave Patricia, plus now their Little Miss is sentenced to the same disease as Patricia.

Time passed, and the lunch hour for Charlotte arrived. Alamanda finished cooking and prepared all the healthy food menu for Charlotte, complete with medicine and drinks. Alamanda walked out of the kitchen with a tray full of healthy menus for Charlotte. Alamanda continued walking towards Charlotte's room.

After knocking on the door and the door was opened by the nanny it appears Charlotte was lying in her bed alone, because Marcel was continuing his work again in his study.

“Nona, have lunch first after that take the medicine.” Alamanda said as she stepped closer to Charlotte.

“Let Nanny feed me!” charlotte's voice without looking.

Alamanda then gave the tray to the nanny. Alamanda smilingly walked up to Charlotte, patiently and gently she helped Charlotte slightly lift her back. A few pillows he placed behind Charlotte's back to comfort Charlotte in sitting down to eat.

“The height of the pillow Ners, only Mama can install a pillow that fits.” Charlotte said in a high tone.

“Sorry Miss.” Alamanda said patiently then took one pillow looking nanny pointed at another smaller pillow to replace it. Alamanda smiled kindly as she looked at Charlotte who had put her tablet and was ready to be fed by the nanny who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“No need to smile to me or to my Papa, still beautiful smile My Mama.” Said Charlotte who began to look at the Nanny who had brought a plate containing a healthy food menu for Charlotte. Alamanda then pulled back the curving pull of her lips so as not to form a smile again.

Meanwhile behind the door outside Charlotte's room was one person who was smiling happily.

“Ha... ha. You feel the nurse hick, you think you can enter into the life of the Hanson family. Surely only a few days you can not stand the gruff of the kunti child ha... ha....” muttered Millie in heart while laughing at Alamanda. She has since learned Alamanda went inside Charlotte's room, pasting her ear behind the door leaf to eavesdrop on what was going on inside that room.