The Malang Nurse for Mr. CEO
Chapter 1 Dare to Defend Yourself

“From now on, give your entire salary to me!” pinta Bu Indri while pulling an envelope containing Amara's salary.

“Can't, Mom. I also need money to meet my needs!” Amara pulled the envelope back.

“You know how much money I spent raising and sending you to school, until you became a nurse?” bu Indri Bentak.

Bu Indri always considered that money was the greatest service he had given to Amara. Therefore, he always demanded that Amara repay him.

“What money do I give you every month is still lacking, Mom?” amara murmurs.

“Obviously less! None of that is a shred of money I have spent on you!” sembur Bu Indri's.

“Mother need not worry, someday I will definitely reply all mother services with money!” press Amara.

Amara turned her body, she left Bu Indri. However, just a few steps he walked, Ms. Indri pulled strong Amara's hair.

“Akk, release, Bu!” Amara grinned in pain.

“Already dare to be insolent of you? I'm not done talking, you just play go!” bu Indri Bentak.

“Amara has been patient enough to face the treatment of mother and everyone in this house. Now, Amara is an adult, I can't treat her as well as mother anymore!” firmly Amara while looking at Bu Indri.

Plaque!

One samparan landed on Amara's left cheek. The slap was strong enough, so that the corner of Amara's lips let out fresh blood.

Amara held her left cheek while smiling. This is not the first time she has been slapped by her mother. Slap, scorn, and scolding Bu Indri is the daily food of Amara.

“Why just one time, Mom? Please slap Amara again!”

Bu Indri again raised his hand, but unfortunately Pak Galih – Amara's father held the hand of Bu Indri.

“Already, Mom. Don't dirty your hands by touching this kid! Let me teach him a lesson!” sergeant Mr. Galih.

“You are indeed a brash child! I am so sorry for raising you!” said Mr. Galih while releasing Amara's head. After all, she was afraid that Amara would die because of her actions.

“You need to remember, I was raised by my grandmother. Even though my father and mother gave us monthly money, but the money was very little and not enough for my living expenses and grandmother.” Clearly Amara with an emotionally charged look. “I can high school too thanks to the help of grandma!” continued.

Since childhood Amara was nurtured by her Grandmother. Bu Indri and Pak Galih did not expect the presence of Amara because at that time their economy was very difficult. Even Bu Indri intends to abort her womb, but it is forbidden by the Holy Grandmother – her mother-in-law. After Amara was born, their economy became increasingly difficult. So, Ms. Indri and Mr. Galih decided to migrate abroad.

Despite being out of the country, their lives are still the same. They have a lot of debt.

The monthly money given to the Holy Grandmother was very little, not enough for the cost of living with Amara. Finally, the holy grandmother decided to sell cakes while holding a small Amara.

Year after year changed, but Bu Indri and Pak Galih still could not accept Amara. Every time they went home, they always made Amara vent her anger. Whatever Amara does is always wrong in the eyes of Bu Indri and Pak Galih. His hatred for Amara was ingrained in his heart.

When Amara was 7 years old, Bu Indri again pregnant with her second child. And their economy is good enough. They could build a house on top of Holy Grandma's.

Plaque!

This time it was a slap from Mr. Galih that landed on Amara's right cheek. The loud slap from Mr. Galih made Amara bounce.

“Bigger! Now you have dared to argue against father!” Mr. Galih looked at Amara with anger.

Clear details shot without warning from Amara's eye patch. He cried not because of the pain and pain caused by slaps from his father and mother, but because of the words of his parents who seemed not sincere because they had financed Amara's life.

“If your grandmother had let us abort you, surely we would not have a brash like you!” snapped Mr. Galih.

“If I could choose, I would definitely not choose to be born a father and mother!” timpal Amara continues to sob.

“If you are sorry for being my son, now you can leave this house!” Remove Mr. Galih while pushing Amara's body, if there is no wall that supports Amara must have fallen to the floor.

“So, dad kicked me out?” amara asked while looking at Mr. Galih.