Papa To Oleander

Papa To Oleander
2. Beautiful Ners Too Friendly


Ola


What the hell happened to me?


Why am I this?


What the hell is going on with me?


Before this I wanted him to leave. I didn't want him here before. Before this I was trying to get him out of here. Before this, this moment .... However, now? When she actually left, I just felt weird. Fretted. Uneasily.


Why do I feel so weird? Why should I be worried? Why should there be restlessness?


Goddamnit! Don't act like a no-no, Ola!


Shit, shit, shit!


After I heard a familiar voice from Ners Indah, only then did the heart that was racing along with the thoughts that were milling around in my head a moment ago, slow down.


If Ners Indah who opened the door of the room, it means ....


Means he ....


Oh, my God. I'm really fucked up.


"Oh, hi. I don't see you sitting there. You must be the Prospective Father, huh? Introduce me Beautiful Ners," he said in a high tone made as cheerful as possible.


However, before I could turn around and reject that statement, Angga had already chimed in first, "Hi. It's nice to meet you. I'm Angga. Please, help and take good care of them."


What the heck? Please help and take good care of them? Why is he saying that? Why didn't he explain the truth to Ners? Why did Angga just shut up and choose not to explain? He knows for a fact that he is not the father of my baby. However, why?


What's actually going on?


Anger made me to get up too quickly and give whiplash to myself.


****.


"Oh, ouch, ouch. Careful, Ma'am." The nurse suddenly stood next to me and held my forearm. He slowly pushed my body until I lay down again. "Slow down, yes, Miss Ola. It was unexpected that you would be so excited to meet me. Never before, you know, have patients who are as precise as I come to check them into the room. I was so moved, "he joked, insensitive to a situation that was not what he thought it was.


I feel sorry for him who has been geer first.


I silently glared at Angga, sending my most murderous gaze towards him. But my efforts failed miserably when Ners Indah looked at us in turn. "Hm. Is everything okay, Miss Ola?"


Whats? Who did he just call me?


"Yeah, everything's fine." I answered as soon as he started checking. Anxiety gradually spread in the heart. Because, who does she think she's gonna call me Ba, Mom, Ba, Mom? As for him looking younger than me, he has the right to call me that name? Do I look like a mother? Is it because I'm pregnant that she calls me mother?


Haa?


"Good then." He wrote something on the paper he carried. "Thank God your condition is also starting to improve. But, please, keep resting, huh, Mom? There should be no intense activity. Nothing can cause stress. There should be no things that can be draining in any form during treatment. Besides not being good for you, it can also harm the baby. Is that understandable, Mr Angga?" He then turned to Angga and .. what? Is it true that Ners bravely just winked at Angga?


Haa?


What the heck?!


The young Ners also immediately sniggered again.


What do they think they're doing in front of me, haaa?


Haaaa?


"Okay, Ners." I answered with clenched teeth. "We understand."


This fucking Ners! He could not read the situation. "OKAY. I'll check on you again a few hours later." He smiled at me, gave an even wider smile to Angga, and turned around. "Oh!" She suddenly gasped with her cute. I didn't expect there to be such a kind of expression in this world. "Well, what are cupcakes from the shop on Gunawarman Street, sir?" Ners Indah now pointed to the box I had placed on the table next to the bed.


My ears were suddenly erect remembering the box I had placed indifferently there because I was angry at the one carrying it. Now, after Ners Indah reminded me back to the presence of twelve cute and delicious cupcakes, after he showed interest in the contents of the box and more to the person who brought it, after he showed interest in the contents of the box, my saliva just gathered in my mouth. It will soon drip outside. Not only because I can feel the deliciousness and sweetness of the cakes, but also because the desire to make Ners in front of me jealous.


Justjust look. Who told you to flirt with Angga, huh? Who told you to call me Mom? Now feel!


I locked my eyes on the box. "Oh, my God! I forgot you brought me that!" I screamed excitedly full of falsehoods and looked at Angga with a similarly false look of gratitude.


I know Angga is aware of all that. Of course he can still read my expression very well. "Yes. That's why you don't lash out indistinctly first" Angga replied as he bit his lip. Either he tries to hold those corners from turning into a smile or he scoffs at my addiction to cupcakes and my ugly acting.


However, I don't care. Whatever. Clearly, he was following what I was doing. Back to me-you ria. I just want that cupcake, since, about ten seconds ago.


I waited for the box to come to me, but it still hasn't happened. I waited a little longer, but the box was still there, on the table, not moving any closer.


Oh. My. God.


I crossed my hands in front of my chest. When the man standing by the bed just saw me, I cleared my throat. "Ehem. That's cupcakes for me, right?" I quipped because this grumpy polar bear still doesn't understand that I want to eat that cupcake right now!


Yeah, elah. The guy's eyes widened before a smile curved from his left cheek to his right cheek. "Oh! Yes, dong. Of course, of course. Who else did I buy it for? You want to eat now?" Angga then walked to get the box.


I watched his large and muscular body move so .. lithe to take that most precious box in the whole world. I-i


"Okay, if you'll excuse me, yes, ma'am. See you in a minute. Mr. Angga."


Oh, my God! Why is he still here? And why did he say that excuse sentence so ... flirty? How to say the name Angga, ugh!


I don't like it!


How unprofessional is this one Ners! I had to protest and ask another nurse to help me. Anyone besides him and his flirtatious ass.


For a moment I forgot that there was someone else in the room besides me and the hulk who was opening the box that had returned to my lap again. Angga might not remember either because he glanced at the young and fresh nurse with a smile. "Okay. Thank you, Nurse."


What exactly did he say thank you for? Because they teased him?


Aarghs!


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