Nisa For Abi
Invite you to play.
Nisa's face seemed so happy. Her cheeks blushed and her smile spread beautifully. He also grabbed more casual clothes in the closet. That makes him comfortable and be himself. His short-sleeved shirt suit and his beloved hotpants. Not forgetting the white shoes.
"Is that?" abi's lyrics, which are accustomed to being formal in every way.
"Yes, gini. Wanna take a walk, right? A date? Don't wear a dress, make it hard..." Nisa tied her hair in the style of a ponytail, showing her beautiful neck and neck.
"Just leave," said Abi, unbinding the hair and shaking it in hand.
"Ish, make it hard." ketus Nisa. Abi simply rubbed his hair, and walked out of the room.
"Where are you going?" the mother approached.
"You, take Nisa to play, Ma."
"Main?"
"Maaasscass!" pekik Nisa, running from the upper room chasing after her husband.
Mama Sofi just glared, giving a worried look at her beloved daughter-in-law. Fear of falling, and getting hurt. But he forgot, if his ghost is indeed a Hyperactive girl.
"Yes?" look at Abi to him.
"Look," held Nisa tightly in her arms.
"My dear, everyone. Don't go home tonight, honey? Mama said."
"Yes, Ma," Nisa waved her hand, then left with her husband. Sofi's name looked at the two so happily. Feel relieved in his heart. Moreover, seeing Abi who is increasingly invisible to all his traumas.
"Where?" ask Abi, who started the car.
"Ke-"
"Don't say whatever,"
"Not done talking, yet" Nisa's sergeant. "To the Mall, snack."
"Jajan continues," said Abi. Nisa just gave her smile.
"Busy?" Abi finally opened the conversation.
"Eng-engga," Nisa's bell, then enter her HP. He seemed to be unable to stay still with his behavior. Squeeze and turn on the music in that car.
"Well, here it is." Happy, when his favorite song was played there.
"Sina?" call Abi, with her hoarse voice. Understandably, just crying evaporated his emotions.
"Yes?"
"Your father?"
"Huh, Dad? Why, tumben nanya?"
"Your father, he's not dead. But you're presuming you're dead."
"Kok knowing? But, it's already. Males. If possible, it would not be called pas ijab qabul. But, yeah how else."
"I who was left, painstakingly scathed. You alone, just consider him dead."
"Mas, that's it. Males discussed him." annoyed Nisa, crossed her hands on her chest.
"I'm sorry" said Abi, who had disturbed his wife's mood. In fact, just wanted to make her cheerful today.
Thankfully it traveled so fast. They had arrived at a large mall in the city. Abi immediately parked his car, and went down to open the door for his wife.
"here, right?" abi asked, answered a happy nod from Nisa.
"Week end, very crowded panties. But no papa," said Nisa.
Abi clasped his wife's hand, and walked the two of them into the mall. After a long time, Abi finally came out, mingling with the crowd. Although noisy, and felt disturbing his entire focus. But Nisa didn't take her grip off Abi. Precisely raise the deck to his arm that contains.
The first place Nisa found, was a food stand. Just imagine how happy Nisa is to find a snack paradise for him. Ice cream, sausages, and everything that looks so tempting.
"You.." he ran away, like a child with all his funny behavior...