Nisa For Abi
How about, that project?
There are still many guests coming. They treated Grandma Nisa, because she was among the elders of the village. Although she had heard that Grandma was very sick and intensively treated for months, but they could not visit because of the rules Abi gave.
"Sorry, just don't want Grandma to be distracted" Abi told the man.
"Yes, it's okay, Mr. Abi. But...."
"What's up, Mr Rusli?" ask Nisa.
"Sir Abi is like a familiar. Have we met?" Mr. Rusli looked closely at Abi's face.
Abi just kept quiet, not knowing where to start. Just don't want to, if Nisa's affected by all her actions.
"Ehmmm, Mr Rusli?" Nisa is trying to mediate.
"Yes, Nisa?"
"Still inget, the same company that wants to build an apartment here?"
"Oh, remember. Why?"
"Ehmm, Mas Abi the director." explained Nisa, although a little hesitant.
Mr. Rusli finally let out a long sigh, with all the memories coming back. His friendly gaze, immediately turned a little cynical on Abi who had demoed the other day.
"So You?"
"Yes," nodded Abi, looking tense with a slow rub of both thighs.
"Is there a certain purpose in marrying Nisa? Want to use Nisa?"
"We used each other at first. But.... It's not a matter of land here." Abi replied honestly.
Mr. Rusli turned to Nisa, got a nod from her. Hoping, so that Mr. Rusli does not discuss it again at this time. That Mr. Rusli remembered vividly, when Grandma hit Abi's head with the wooden beam. He was just afraid, Abi used Nisa for revenge. Because according to him, the rich are arrogant and always want to win alone.
"I hold your word." threatened Mr. Rusli. Speech that Abi often said to others, now spoken from people for himself.
Abi swallowed his saliva, with Nisa clasping her hands tightly. Trying to give strength to talk. Nisa herself is weak right now.
He started the conversation again. He fulfilled his promise to Nisa, just as he said last night. He released this land, though he had trouble finding it instead..
"You, really love her?" ask Mr. Rusli.
"I don't love her" Nisa immediately took off the hand. But, Abi immediately grabbed it back. "The life of my wife. I can't do it without him."
Mr. Rusli just nodded, looking at the two who were indeed so serious. He even just found out about his second marriage, even though it has been going on for a long time. He knows how Nisa is. His life was from childhood, which was almost always depressed and full of pain.
"Just don't want to, Nisa's screaming again. That's enough for him, don't let anyone hurt you when you grow up."
"I... It will not make Nisa cry anymore." Abi promised the village leader, witnessed by some people who happened to be there too.
The guests then left. Leaving them both in the house. Nisa heads to an old closet, and starts cleaning it up to be clean. Because He will leave the house again to come back with Abi home.
Abi spontaneously helped her. Although allergic to dust, and had to tie a handkerchief his nose. At least he tried.
"Darling?" call Abi friendly.
"Yes, Mom?"
"This, whose album?" he said, holding a small album containing photos that have even faded.
"Eh, this is Nisa." she said, taking a picture of her as a toddler.
Abi involuntarily laughed, staring at the photo of the little boy and the cat. So weird, with messy hair.
"Eeh, I laughed." surprised Nisa who was so happy.
"That's just funny." Abi seemed to hold back his laughter.
"But cute. Come on, laugh again, Nisa likes." her whining.