Nisa For Abi
I need a wife, you need money
"I'm sorry, I was wrong again." replied Nisa. He then tidied himself up, then returned to the work desk with all the tasks available. Moreover, He had to go back to Abi's room to retrieve the documents he had left behind just now.
"Maleeeess," Nisa lays her head on the desk. His mind was chaotic, even he seemed to want to take off his head for a moment. Hopefully, all the burden will also come off even if only for a moment
The phone on his desk rang between all his focus. Not only once, even several times to provoke Nisa's emotions at that time.
"Jeez, what is this ordeal?" lamented annoyance. Seems not given time, even if just a sigh.
"Lift, Sa. Once the Boss calls, there needs to be the same you." - Febi.
Nisa relented, then picked up her phone. And sure enough, it was Abi. Nisa was instantly lethargic and looked so lazy.
"Your documents, take them." asked Abi. As usual, his tone seemed expressionless and so flat. Nisa's always been overshadowed by that face these few hours.
"Yes, Sir. Bummer!" said Nisa. Instantly, all the staff there looked at him with gazes as sharp as hawks looking for prey.
"How dare, you!" said one of the supervisors. Which even he did not dare to say a word of annoyance to the big Boss.
Nisa just bowed shy, unwell with everything. He immediately stood up, put his foot in the cage again. With hope, there is no strange occurrence for the umpteenth time.
"Sir, where's the paperwork?" nisa Pinta. Try not to stare or discuss the conversation just now.
"You've thought carefully, my offer?"
"It's ripe, sir. Even to the point of scorching."
"Then?" face Abi. Not expectantly, but simply wanting to hear an answer, by remaining at his cold gaze.
"If it's a scorch, the sign is that you didn't cook it properly. Then, shut your mind down again. Let's get married." take Abi, for the second time.
Nisa breathed a long breath. Even so long this time. It felt, He wanted to rampage and scold Abi all out. But, he realized that this was still in the Boss' office. Don't go berserk, just bored everyone's been staring at him sharply.
" Sir, for me marriage is sacred. Not to mess around."
"I'm not taking you to play" he replied flatly.
"Then, what do you want to get married for? Did you love me the same? You know me, right?"
"Your data is in HRD." replied Abi, so relaxed without needing to say much
"Astaghfiullah!" elus Nisa in his chest many times. Finally, Nisa sighed for the umpteenth time.
"Sir, what do I want to marry you for, sir?" asked Nisa again, with a very strong feeling He could endure this time.
"I have to get married. That'sthat's all. I never mess with my decisions. I need you, you need my money. That'sthat's all. We're even."
The honest answer coming out of Abi's mouth was really very honest. Nisa does need money right now, for her Grandma's treatment. And Abi, need a wife figure who knows what his function is. Nisa doesn't know yet, and doesn't even want to know. Merely, Abi was indeed strange to him.
"But I'm not a matre girl, who sees everything in terms of material. Get married, not just me asking for your money. No."
"But reality says so. It's all real in front of me. That's it."
"I'm not a cheap woman!" said Nisa. Forcibly retrieving the documents from Abi's desk.