HANDSOME NURSE CHOICE GIRL
Episode 133

Kiran was piqued from her sleep from feeling her stomach as if it was being rubbed, slowly she began to open her eyes. A bright light beam instantly pierced into his sense of sight.

"Eeuuggh." Kiran stretched her hand muscles brutally.

Bugh!

"Awwwshh," ringis the victim of Kiran's brutality.

The shocked Kiran immediately opened her eyes wide, she turned her head to the side where the voice had come from.

"Andre! Lo gapapa?" cry Kiran until her voice echoed in Andre's nursery.

The woman was about to sit herself down, Nina the burly hand of Andre held her back. Kiran's heart was relieved, seeing that her husband was already conscious.

"I'm fine, I'm sure you used to be a darling," said Andre then brought his face closer to the recess of Kiran's neck and wrapped his hands around Kiran's still flat stomach.

Kiran became stiff, she did not move like a statue. His gaze was blank as he stared at the ceiling of the hospital room.

Andre's hand was lowered by Kiran from his stomach.

There was a heavy sigh from the man to hit the skin of Kiran's neck, "I have not been forgiven?" asked Andre in a tone like he was going to cry.

Kiran was thinking, last night wasn't she sleeping in her papi's arms? Then why could he be on the nursing bed with Andre beside him? Where is everyone waiting in the room? Is this just a dream?

"Ki?"

"Kira?"

Andre kept calling out the woman's name, but there was still no answer. Andre gave his lips, not feeling a drop of tears fall, it turned out that Kiran was still angry and hated him.

"Eh?" Kiran regained consciousness from her daydream when she felt her neck skin feel wet. He tilted his body to Andre.

"Lo why cry?" ask Kiran in surprise.

Andre did not dare to answer, he slightly distanced his body to give distance so as not to come into contact with Kiran.

"I'm sorry to touch you, I won't touch you again. But you don't hate me more." Andre was trying to hold back his sobbing desperately.

"If you don't want to get close to me, I can get down from here right now" he said, about to get off his hospital bed but Kiran's voice stopped him.

"Why come down? You're the one who's sick isn't me!" jolt Kiran until Andre again put his body to sleep with his lips curved down.

"No need to cry, really cry, really be a guy!" kiran said scolding Andre who had sobbed.

"Yes, but don't get scolded." Andre tried to stop his crying.

"Newly digituin doang already cry, how about if the divorce is real, you man is not the heck!" circus Kiran then woke up from his sleep, he sat himself down and looked at Andre below him whose body was now shaking violently because it was holding a sob.

"Do you really want a divorce?" lirih Andre did not dare to look at Kiran.

"YES!" Kiran raised her voice until Andre fell in shock.

"Hiks, hiks, sorry." Andre was getting as excited, unable to hold back his cries anymore.

"My boss said no other words than sorry, sorry and sorry!" sindir Kiran looked at her husband.

Andre was silent, not daring to answer.

"ANSWER!" kiran shouted until Andre again gasped in shock, the man's heart might have already swapped places with his kidneys.

"Ih Kiran don't yell, I was shocked," protested Andre whining as he stroked his chest

Kiran wants to blow up her laugh seeing Andre who incidentally is a motorcycle gang leader scared. Exclamation also turned out to scold this jerk guy, Kiran thought.

"No need to cry, I shouldn't cry!"

"Sorry." Andre apologized.

Kiran chuckled in annoyance, "Ck, there's no other word, other than sorry!"

"I love you, Kiran" said Andre quickly.

Kiran's lips twitched wanting to smile, her cheeks were now flushed. 'Huh! This jerk does not know himself, his mind with a racing heart.

"Sorry yes, you're late about my boyfriend angry you say that word to me." Of course Kiran jokingly said that, she just wanted to make Andre jealous. Kiran got out of Andre's bed.

Andre was fixated with Kiran's statement just now. But he did not dare to speak to ask what the meaning of the woman's words.

The man just stared at Kiran's back coming out of his room. Andre took a deep breath, "Well, will you get my replacement, Ki? Is there a second chance for me?" His monologue while arranging his sleeping position stared at the ceiling of the hospital room.

Andre rubbed his tears back out, "Why didn't I just die? Kiran must have been tormented because of me. Do I have to be sincere now Kiran's with the others? But I can't, I don't want Kiran to be with each other," she asked back to herself, her chest tightened again when Kiran was happy instead of with her.

Shortly the sound of the door being pushed from the outside was heard to make Andre look. The man's eyes almost came out of place.

There Kiran walked towards him carrying a tray filled with hospital food, the woman walked with a flat face.

"Where are the other mums?" ask Kiran while putting the tray earlier on the nightstand beside Andre's bed.

"15 minutes ago before you woke up, they went home. Mami can't bear to wake you up, finally you're sleeping in the gurney with me," explained Andre and Kiran just ooh ria.

"Not yet, still full," replied Andre.

"What did you eat?" ask Kiran again.

"Not eating anything, just still full."

"Oh yes, the plan was I wanted a bribe lo, but lo was full. So if so I go back first, lo cepet healed, do not be strange if later we have separated," said Kiran casually. He stood up from his seat but Andre blocked his hand.

Kiran looked at Andre's hand that was holding her hand. Andre who saw the uneasy Kiran instantly let go of his grasp.

"I want to eat now," said Andre staring fixedly at Kiran.

"So he said he was full?"

"Yes that was, now I'm a laper."

"That's the food I've taken, you can eat by yourself right?" asked Kiran raising her next eyebrow.

Andre shook his head and raised both hands wrapped in bandages, "No way," he said slowly almost like a whisper.

"Do you want a bribe?"

Andre quickly turned his head towards Kiran as his head went up and down nodding like a child.

"No need to make that cute face, no cute at all!" said Kiran cynically then sat down on the side seat of Andre's gurney.

"Sit down, bare back mulu. No bones, you?" sewot Kiran's.

Kiran wanted to laugh again as Andre quickly woke up, the man wanted to take the remote control to raise the headrest of his nursing bed.

"Why what?" kiran asked as Andre moved to grab the remote on the nightstand.

"You go up on the headrest" Andre replied, returning to his difficult activities.

"Diem's. Let me just," Kiran said, rising from the chair and walking around the nursing bed to take the remote control on the left side of the man's nightstand.

"Where's the ride?" tanya Kiran pressed the top button on the remote.

"It's just this way."

Kiran stopped the movement of her fingers when she felt that Andre was comfortable with the position of his back that was leaning on his care bed.

The pregnant woman returned to her original place, she scooped up the full rice and side dishes and then directed the spoon to Andre.

Andre wanted to protest because his rice was mostly, but seeing Kiran's flat face made his guts shrink, he would not help but open his mouth wide to make it easier for the rice to enter his mouth.

"In a moment my lawyer came to bring the divorce papers to your house," Kiran said as she stirred the food without looking at Andre's face.

"Yukk, uhuukk!" Andre coughed when he heard the sensitive topic from the pregnant mother's mouth.

Kiran immediately turned her head, grabbed a glass of water and gave it to Andre, "Slowly so, I don't take your food."

"Not that, you discussed his grand divorce. I'll never sign the divorce papers anytime!" andre began to get upset.

"Yes whatever, but I still want us to get divorced."

"Our child is not born yet, you do not think that if we are divorced later, then he does not have complete parents. How will he feel?"

"Yes I married again, yes, the time I was widowed," Kiran said looking down at Andre.

"Ish can't," whined Andre held back his regret facing the stance of pregnant women in front of him.

"What can't? I'm divorced, so I like to get married again or not!" reply Kiran sewot.

"No, no, I can't! No divorces, no separations and no more marriage, no point of comma!" Andre Final.

Kiran rolled her eyes pushyly, "May use a coma!" scoffed.

"Kiran I don't ma-aammm ..." Andre widened his eyes as a tablespoon of food thrust Kiran perfectly into his mouth to the brim. He chewed it until trouble.

"Damn it!" sarkas Kiran's. He put a food plate on Andre's lap making the man look at him confused. Kiran stood up from the chair and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" andre asked fearing Kiran left him. Did he speak wrong?

"You buy a drink, my throat is dry ladenin bacotan lo!"

"And he who had earlier debacot," said Andre slowly.

"Gue denger, Andre," said Kiran turned and stared fiercely at Andre. The man suddenly shut his mouth tightly.

Kiran came out from inside Andre's ward, smiling for a while before stepping into the hospital cafeteria.

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To be continued.