Nisa For Abi
Feby Gelagat
"Mas, shower. Nisa took a shower. Just wait for Feby, get his clothes on."
"Yes, okay..." Abi grabbed the towel Nisa gave him, then went to the small bathroom. Just rough cement, and walled boards. Abi hesitated a little, for fear that someone would peek out of the hole.
Before long, the door was knocked by someone. Nisa opens it, and greets Feby.
"Thank you, yeah. I'm sorry, it's nicotine." said Nisa.
"Yes, equally. No papa, his name also serves the Boss." reply Feby.
"Sina?"
"Yes, honey?" Nisa turned her head, and Abi came out using only a waist towel. It looks like his chest is a muscular field and his shoulders are wide. Feby barely blinked looking at him.
"Eh, yes...." Nisa immediately stood up, and ran to give the clothes to her husband.
"Don't keluaaaarr!" nisa's anxious, pushing Abi back into the room.
"You old. My body was almost dry because of it."
"Yes, sorry... Nih," Nisa gave the clothes and came back out.
Their casual conversation was also intertwined. Feby seemed to dissolve in that familiar state, and was reluctant to leave from there. Moreover, once in a while he could stare at Abi with a relaxed appearance. But still enchanting for him.
"More handsome this way," he marveled.
"Where are we?" abi asked, breaking Feby's daydream.
"Huh, Bu-Bu Dita?"
"Yes.." continued Abi.
"Bu Dita won't come in, sir. Without news either. I was also confused. It's Mba Manda who takes over. How much he does." explains Feby.
"Where is He?" muttered Abi, rubbing her chin.
He kept thinking, where Dita is at the moment. While Nisa, seemed to be getting uncomfortable with the way Feby looked at her husband. Feels so intense.
"Feby, he said in a busy office?" cut Nisa.
"Eh, yes, Mom, sorry. I'm going back to the office first. Pity the others." until finally, Feby took his leave from there.
Nisa takes Feby out, and stares him away until he is invisible to her eyes. He closed the door of his house tightly. She approached her husband, who was still busy with his cellphone. Several times tried to call Dita, but still no answer. Nisa was finally silent, curled up and hugged her own legs.
"Hey, why?" Abi turned, and rubbed his hair. Abi actually understands very well, Nisa who is still so lost. There was nothing He could say, with just a few words to comfort his wife at this time.
"You've always encouraged me to be sincere. Why, so this is it?"
"Indeed, when we give advice to others, we are not necessarily strong ourselves to live it."
"Then I will be your advisor. Isn't that so?" Abi has begun to be able to tease, let alone his smile could easily melt Nisa's heart.
"I'm sorry, I haven't been able to go to the tomb."
"Yes, Nisa knows."
"I just want to apologize."
"For?"
"Had tried, wanted to use your grandmother."
Nisa stared solemnly at Abi's face. He nodded, as if representing Grandma to forgive him.
"Nisa also represents Grandma, would like to apologize. To...." Nisa was swinging her lips, pointing at Abi's forehead who had once been injured.
Abi was wide-eyed, "So, you actually know?"
"He'em," Nisa nods innocently.
"And you just shut up, treat the wound? Haish, basic!"
"Yes, at least Nisa wants to do something. Than Nisa run? Why should Nisa?"
"No need to ask, if you know the answer!"
"But Nisa wants to know," whined Nisa.
"Lazy...."
"Massss," spoiled spindle Nisa, on her husband's arm. "The client knows,"
Abi looked closely at Nisa. The woman began to smile widely with the gaze given. Although still sad, but all the feelings felt balanced with his happiness.
The man began to approach, the longer it became more intense. Nisa started to advance her lips by closing her eyes. However, apparently Abi's target is not the lips, but the adorable mangrove cheeks of Nisa.
"Eeeeerrrghhh!" nisa growled, as Abi anxiously bit her cheek with those sweet lips.