Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Full Admired Stare, Eliciting Jealous Fire Sparks
An ayu-faced woman walked down the hallway of the apartment. The sound of the steps of shiny black pentofel shoes collided with the floor to a unit apartment owned by the patient. Dressed in all white with hair tied up using a hairnet the woman stepped up confidently while occasionally giving a friendly smile to the security and officers guarding the information desk.
That afternoon, after spending a pack of pea seasoning peppers and gossiping ria with his colleagues, Nesa was picked up by Mang Ujang to the residence of Firdaus. She will take on her duties as a private nurse and go on one of the hidden missions to teach Rayyan's stepmother a lesson.
When he was in front of the door of the apartment unit owned by Firdaus, he made sure his appearance again to make it look neater. After that, then ventured to press the bell in front of the white wooden door.
"Good day, Mom. My name is Nesa, the nurse who was asked by the hospital to take care of Ms. Lena." The woman in the nurse uniform introduced herself to the figure of the middle-aged woman behind the door.
Previously, Firdaus had told mbok Darmi that there were nurses who would come there. Therefore, when he saw Nesa wearing a nurse outfit complete with a name tag on the chest, he could have guessed that the young woman would take care of the employer. Even so, he still runs a ban from his employer before allowing guests into the apartment.
"Mbak Nesa from Persada International Hospital, huh?" mbok Darmi said to make sure that the woman was Nesa who was meant by Firdaus.
With kindness and gentleness, Nesa replied. "Yes, Mom." Keep putting a sweet smile on your face.
Darmi hand fingers rotate objects made of metal, turn the door handle to make the door wide open.
"Please come in, Miss Nesa. Mr. Firdaus is already waiting inside." Then, Mbok Darmi shifted his body to the right so that Nesa could enter the room.
Walk side by side with mbok Darmi to the living room, while occasionally looking at the state of residence of the former hospital leader where Nesa worked. A smile on his face when he saw a large photo figura that showed a couple with one boy smiling sweetly towards the camera. The photo was taken when the child had just completed the S1 program at one of the famous universities in Jakarta.
'Ck! You shameless couple! Live happily above the suffering of others!' murmured Nesa in the heart. However, he did not dare to voice his heart in front of others let alone in front of Firdaus and Lena. For the first day, let her put on a sweet and friendly face before finally giving a lesson to shameless married couples like Lena and Firdaus.
"Excuse me, Mr. Firdaus. The nurse sent by the hospital has arrived. I brought him here at my father's request."
Firdaus who was sitting on a single sofa in the main room while checking the report of Rayyan's work stopped his activity for a moment when he heard the sound of Darmi's mbok from the doorway. He placed all the documents on a long table made of glass, then turned to the source of the sound.
The two brown irises looked at each other with a gaze that was hard to decipher. Nesa's eyes were so amazed to see the figure of the former director of the hospital where she worked. At the age of almost five heads, Firdaus' body still looks dashing even though the man's hair began to be overgrown with silvery color.
Had Nesa not known the dark history of the birth father of a famous surgeon at Persada International Hospital, he might have fallen into the charm of the middle-aged man's first sight. However, his brain can still think clearly so it is not tempting to ensnare a rich man who is old and has a wife who is none other than a former actor.
Lena who happened to be turning her head towards Firdaus seemed to dislike the look of eyes full of admiration aimed at the figure of the young lady in the doorway there. The heart began to fidget, the water of anxiety painted on the face. Her body was covered in excess fear when her beloved husband played with fire behind her.
Not wanting her heart to be overpowered by the jealous sparks that slowly began to spread throughout her body, Lena cleared her throat to distract Firdaus.
"So .. You're Nesa? The nurse that Sister Sarah recommended to take care of me?" he said, making Firdaus blink his eyes and divert the scenery in another direction.
"That's right, Miss Lena. My name is Vanessa Karmila. All the nurses in the hospital called me by my name, Nesa. However, if you want to call me Vanessa or Karmila, go ahead." Giving a friendly smile to Lena and Firdaus in turn. The heart was flowery as it could clearly see the glint of jealous flames in Lena's eyeball.
"I feel so lucky to have been given the opportunity to take care of my mother. Hopefully I feel satisfied for the performance I did while giving care to Bu Lena," he said again.
"You work here, from eight in the morning to five in the afternoon. However, before five o'clock if all your work is done and you want to go home, go ahead. I'll have the driver drive you home."
"Every Sunday and red day, you can take a day off. When sick, you can apply for leave but must be accompanied by a statement from the hospital and the stamp of Sister Sarah as your superior. Regarding income, you must have known the nominal obtained for one month working here," said Firdaus at length. Back reminding some important points during working as a personal nurse. "Till here, is there anything you want to ask?"
Nesa shook her head in response. All the rules of work mentioned by Firdaus including income while working in the apartment can be understood by the woman born twenty-five years ago so that no questions come to mind.
"good. If there is nothing to ask, Mbok Darmi will take you around the room and tell me where all my wife's needs are placed. After that please prepare lunch for my wife."
"Okay, Doctor Firdaus." Then, Mbok Darmi out of the room followed by Nesa who followed behind.
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