Nisa For Abi
Mass hold a little, may?
Abi was silent. Just looking a little trying not to see what he really just saw behind the blurry wall. Nisa immediately grabbed the towel and wrapped her body.
"See what, earlier?"
"Look at everything" Abi replied, indeed too honest.
"Eeeerrrrghhh!" Nisa clasped her hands and stomped her feet out. His lips were unceasingly grumbling, venting all his irritation this time.
"Snorts again. Can't you grumble?" mummy Abi. He entered the bath, and began to shower all over his body. It feels cold, but so refreshing.
"Hallo, Miss Dita? Abi is taking a shower. Going to the office soon."
"So soon ask him to call me, when it's done."
"Yes." answered Nisa, replying to the abuse Dita had given her.
She was in the dress this time. Mama Sofi asked her to wear a dress to be more feminine than usual. And looks graceful as the wife of a director. Although not used to it, Nisa felt comfortable and without pressure. Every now and then, be herself with her hotpans and tee shirts.
He turned, headed for Abi's closet and prepared all his needs. His underwear, suit, pants and white shirt. Do not forget the tie that matches the color of the gray suit this time.
A drop of water fell on the nape of Nisa's neck. He felt, then twisted his body. Apparently, it was Abi with his wet hair, standing right behind Nisa who was sitting together tidying up Abi's closet. He then closed his eyes, because his gaze was right on an asset that was so valuable. Only wrapped in a towel waist with a body that is still half wet because of water from his hair.
"What meda?" ask Abi.
"Stretch the contents, there," pointed Nisa, trying to relax. There was just his vision today. Either because of fate that must make them inevitably get used to it all.
Nisa tried to stand up, even though she had to feel the closet because her eyes were still closed tightly.
" Open your eyes,"
"Shame...."
"Open," Abi's pinta, grabbed Nisa's hand and grabbed her. Nisa flinched, and spontaneously opened her eyes.
"Wuuuaaaaahhh," amazed Nisa, with her reflex hand fingered her gently.
"Hey!" Abi tried to prevent it.
"Share a minute, hold a little. No papa, it's halal."
"Can't! Do not carelessly hold. It's sensitive."
"Nothing, just once. I just imagined, holding onto the property of the Korean Oppa who became my bias."
"That's more not to be. Don't make me impinge on your Halu." Abi several times brushed off the hand of Nisa who kept trying to touch her.
"Deed... What do you want, try?"
Abi growled, finally reaching and grasping both hands of Nisa. A little discussion was going on between them. Like a child who is forbidden to eat candy by his father. Even pushing each other because Nisa apparently has a strong energy. However, both of them fell down on the bed.
"Kan, jatoh" said Nisa, who is now under Abi's body.
"You, why are you always looking for something?"
"Where is there? Nisa just wanted to hold it. What wrong?"
"If I don't allow it, don't."
"Nisa's got people, okay?" look at him, sticking out his tongue.
"Haish, you are.." grumbled Abi, trying to get up and Nisa's body. He also just realized, if Mama Sofi looked at them from there.
"Ma?" shocked Abi, after Nisa who turned to him.
"Ah, inga... Mama didn't see anything. Mama, new date. Mom wait downstairs, okay?" said Mama Sofi, who immediately threw away her face and left.