Nisa For Abi
Forgive Abi, Nisa
"Nisa, is she still on the phone? He said he'd take a break." Mama Sofi reprimanded him, while riding with Nisa's clothes that she held last night. I don't know what demon possessed the mother-in-law to think like that.
"Mas Abi nelfon. He said he would take her to his house later in the afternoon. Clown, again sick." obviously.
Mama Sofi smiled, as she arranged the clothes in the closet neatly. Then, He moved his feet toward Nisa, and sat down right next to her.
"Sorry Abi yes, Nis. Abi was just traumatized when his future wife died five years ago.. It's been so hard to open her heart, ever since." - her trunk, in Nisa's long hair, had dried up again.
"So from that, Mama was very happy, when Abi said he wanted to marry you. Anyway, my mom agrees. And you, must try to raise your husband's heart. Can you?" please the Mama.
Nisa bit her lip. Honestly confused by all the requests of Mama Sofi this time. He also did not understand what He should do. And fortunately, Mama Sofi so sensibly taught it.
Mama Sofi asks Nisa, to always pay attention to Abi. Not easily offended, and trying to serve Abi as a wife should. He didn't ask for much. Moreover, Nisa had already quickly considered her as her own daughter.
"Mama didn't ask you to cook, clean up. Reluctant, darling. Mama just asked, you focus on Abi. Greet him when he comes home. Pamper him personally. If necessary, wear your halal clothes every time you're in the room."
"Halalal clothes?" nisa's eyes were wide.
"Yes, the clothes that Mama prepared."
"Thin shaggy clothes? Jesus," Nisa stroked the chest.
"Darling... It is mandatory for a wife. You're married, for worship, right?"
"Did? Ah... Yes, Ma. Yes, for worship." nod Nisa a few times.
"You're active, no papa. Mama seneng's. Abi will rise even more, if you're active."
"Huh? Rise, activate. Whaties? Such a difficult-to-understand term let alone this, Tuhaaaaan!" the balance in the heart. The feeling was more turbulent, when Mama Sofi's speech spread everywhere.
"Yaudah, Nisa continue to rest. Mama's out first" said Mama Sofi.
"Yes, Ma." nodded Nisa, who then pulled her blanket to take a nap.
*
"Jiang, Sir..." Feby went into Abi's room, to give some files.
"Yes, in. Put the file on the table, I'll read it." Abi shakes his head, to signal the girl.
"Ehm, Sir?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" abi asked, without looking at him.
"Nisa, how?"
"Well, why?"
"Ah, it's okay. Just homesick. He's a division friend here, even if it's only a week," said Febi, trying to familiarize himself with the boss. Especially his eyes on Abi. It was as if there was already so much hope in that handsome, established, and beautiful man. His heart was always pounding fiercely, especially when faced head-on.
" Hm... Why are you still here? Anything still to ask?" reprimand Abi. Surprised, when Feby was silent and pecked at where he was standing.
"Ask, if there is a need. Or, call Manda because Dita is not in" he added, returning to focus on documents and laptop screens.
Feby smiled, nodded his head and slowly walked back out of the room.
"Handsome, tall, her eyes sharp. Every view given, even if a little directly hit the heart. I've never been like this." swiped Feby on his chest that was rumbling so intensely. Refusing to realize, if Abi is the husband of his coworker.