Nisa For Abi
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Bik Nik drove Nisa to her room. The room was right next to Abi's room, just a wall that was also not so thick. Mama Sofi was sure, if they would keep their honor.
"Mba Nisa, feel at home here."
"Reply, Bik. You're good people. Especially Mama. No way, Nisa's not at home" he replied.
"With Mas Abi?" bibik asked, with a facial expression that was starting to get a little sad.
"Mas Abi why? Nisa knew that Mas Abi was cold and arrogant. Then, moreover?" ask Nisa.
"Mas Abi is. For a long time, Mba Nisa will get used to it. But, only one that Bibik ordered."
"What?" Nisa squinted her eyes.
"Always patient, with Mas Abi's attitude. That's all." he replied. Bibik wants to help Nisa clean her clothes. However, he only saw that Nisa did not bring anything.
"The bag is empty" said Nisa, with her manyun lips.
"Alright, Bibik later invited Mba Nisa to buy new clothes."
"Mas Abi?"
"Him? He can't go out at night. If it's through Maghrib, it should be home."
"Ckk, Mami's son." said Nisa. "Yesterday is safe,"
"Later, Mba Nisa will know for herself the reason. " Bibik left, leaving Nisa to rest in his room.
Nisa is rolling around in her new room. It feels so soft and comfortable. But he's not used to the new place, and it takes a little while to adjust.
"Usually, stay dipper in the bathtub. This is what?" nisa asked, holding the shower and turning it on. A little surprised, fortunately not to scream hysterically. "Can be ashamed, later." he said softly.
Nisa also filled the water from the shower into the bath until almost full. Then, He took a dipper and took a bath as usual as He often did. So much more comfortable, than having to bathe in his bath. "Fear not clean,"
Nisa's out of the bathroom. Her body was wrapped in a half-body towel, revealing her smooth legs and beautiful shoulders. Humming a song so cheerful, with hair wrapped in a towel on his head.
"Nisa, this is a dress for you.." Abi's words stopped for a moment, seeing the beautiful scenery before his eyes. Quietly pecking, with his mouth slightly agape.
Nisa only regained consciousness after a while. When the towel he had been in his hair he had taken off and his hair was free to unravel.
Aargh, Mphh!" his mouth was directly on the back of Abi, so that he did not shout and throw the whole house.
"Sir, uh, Mas Abi why did he come in here? Don't you knock on the door?" his nag.
"Your fault. The door you didn't lock." said Abi, flat. He tried to avoid his eyes from the beautiful view.
"This," Abi gave a dres "This, dear Mama. Put it on, we'll have dinner downstairs."
"Yes, thank you" said Nisa, covering part of her body with a towel from the head.
Abi came out, trying to stay cool even though Nisa knew she was so shocked at the moment. It seemed clear, immediately his face was pale and reddened in the cheeks. Because of the same, Nisa was also very shocked. But trying to keep the image to stay calm in front of her impromptu husband-to-be.
Nisa approached the door, opened it slightly and pulled out her head. Not prejudiced, just avoiding something unwanted. Because, Nisa is really still gamang in all her new atmosphere.
"Faith," said Nisa, then locked the door to her room.