Nisa For Abi
Confiscated again... Confiscated again...
"Eitherway. I don't even know what's so great about her" Abi looked at Nisa. Nisa retorted awkwardly, questioning what she meant.
"He's.... Which makes me not interested in anyone but him. Even in just a few meetings."
"Huuuu," they were all stunned by that remark. A speech that is not too romantic, but quite electrifying the soul of the listener.
What about Nisa herself? Because He is what Abi is referring to. He could only stare at Abi blankly.
"Huh? That's....."
"Hussst, quiet. Just accept, what I gave you." said Abi, with a hand reaching for Nisa's plate and starting to feed the food to her mouth. Just a few mouthfuls, and Nisa stops her.
"Udah, shame. Later, Nisa eats at home alone, which is full." he replied. He looked even more awkward, especially when he saw Dita who looked so depressed between them. Many times sighing long and heavy, relieving a poignant throat with a glass of water on his table.
" Nisa, go to the bathroom, okay?"
"Why am I forbidden? At the end of the hallway, point to Abi. He takes off his embrace, and lets Nisa go to her destination.
Things were quiet at that table. They could only remain silent with the cold gaze of Abi who was at frightening value. Too exciting, exactly.
"Shut up?" abi asked, and they just nodded their heads. If their dinner was still there, they would have distracted themselves with the food.
Nisa rinsed her face. It feels relieved to be separated from their circle, which is constantly comparing it with Dita.
"Yes, he's the best, the sweetest, the termode, the terrrrall of them. Me what? It can only be served without being able to choose for myself what I want." - his grunts, staring at himself in front of a large glass there. He came back, met Abi who was still sitting there.
"Hey, already?" welcome Abi.
"Sir Abi, don't dance? Usually, with Mom Dita. Which is he?" greet another friend. Which seems to me, I didn't see Nisa there. Or even intentionally, provoking Nisa's annoyance.
"That, Dita's there. But, I'm with my wife. She can't dance," Abi refused gently. However, I don't know what demon possessed that person. He pulls Abi's hand and takes it to Dita. Cheering for them to stand up and dance together. All supported.
Abi looked at Nisa. Nisa also nodded her head, with a condition of wrinkles on her forehead. Abi understands, and will try to take care of himself. But reality is different. Everything felt increasingly clouding the atmosphere. They did not see Nisa's presence there. Even with sadists crowned them as the most harmonious couple at the party.
Nisa inflamed. He stood up with his angry face, walking quickly away from the place.
"Your satisfaction?" abi asked, instantly making them quiet. He also went after Nisa who ran so fast.
"Mas Alex, Nisa's asking for the car keys."
"What-does what?"
"Nisa wants to go home. Not comfortable here. Letin, Mas Abi with his friends. Kesel, Nisa."
Alex spontaneously gave me the keys to his car. Letting Nisa go alone. Until Abi came, and rebuked him.
"Why did you give it?"
"I think it's permission."
"After, or did you punish me?" abi Threat.
They ran both, chasing after Nisa who was already outside at this time.