Nisa For Abi
You're weak, Abi!
"Morning, Mr. Abi..."
"Morning," Abi replied, with a single blink of her eye. All the employees were used to it, giving only a nod of respect to him.
"Good morning, Mr. Abi. I will read the composition of the activities of the Father today, "welcome Dita, who began to re-enter to work even though her face still looks pale.
The two entered Abi's room, and began to compile the event as scheduled today. Dita also explained, while continuing to serve Abi with all her needs. Prepare a laptop, drinks, and open some files that have been prepared by Manda since this morning.
Several business meetings at several restaurants with their respective clients. And signing the contract according to the agreement.
"Oh yeah, tomorrow's a party invitation. Ehmm, the wedding anniversary of Director Woro group." said Dita, with his last review.
"Yes, okay. Prepare a dress for Nisa, "pinta Abi on her.
"You, take her?"
"Why not? She's my wife."
"Yes, of course. It'll be a question when you ask another woman."
What he meant was himself. Another woman, however, had accompanied him for five years. Parties, meetings, and other important events. Five years for hundreds of events, replaced by a few weeks.
" Alright, I will prepare" said Dita.
"Don't be too open, don't be too fancy because He's simple. But, don't be so bad." added Abi, who returned to speaking without looking at her secretary.
Dita could only nod her head, then leave. No need to imagine how she feels right now.
Two hours with his laptop. Abi stretched his muscles by leaning back in his comfortable chair. His hand reached for HP, and glanced at the clock there.
"No news.." he murmured.
A hand caressed his shoulder. Several times down stroked his chest that field. So soft, with such a warm breath. Especially by giving a little massage that is so comfortable on his shoulder.
"You coming?" abi asked, so gently.
"I miss. Are you the same?"
Abi nodded with a smile. Such a beautiful smile that he rarely let out. Especially in the past five years. His jaw was stiff, as he could hardly laugh again.
Unfortunately, that smile also faded. Especially when the hand that was originally caressed, got up to Abi's neck and grabbed him so firmly. It even felt suffocating, with its long, rough nails. Abi took her breath so long, and endured the pain with her tears.
"Why choose him, Bi? I'll never be willing."
Abi was unable to answer a word. Only able to sob with such a depressed voice.
"Bie... I'm for you, Bi. For your sake, I'm like this." The grip felt stronger, making Abi's breath again sting.
"Re, I beg you. Release, Re... We can't be like this,"
"You want to forget me, Bi? No way, Bi. No. gabe. You can never forget Me, Bi." The friendly voice, now it feels terrible.
Abi's body was petrified. He could not even move his hand.
"You're weak, Abi!" the pekikin' in heart. It was cold, extremely cold yet his body was sweating so profusely. He could only breathe a little, because Rere seemed unwilling to let go.
Abi can what? No voice is also capable. Until finally, someone tried to open the door.
"Nisa? Please, come.." I hope so.