Nisa For Abi
Help you, by remaining silent.
"The band's open, huh?" pinta Nisa, rub Abi's hand gently. While accompanying him finished the work in their bed.
"Infection?"
"Engga... It is not an external wound. Wrapped up is also not good. Kan, Nisa's taking care of. Can, huh?" flirtatious.
"Alright, be careful." replied Abi.
Nisa also grabbed that hand. Start opening sheet by sheet wrapping around it. Abi did not see it, just focused on all the tasks on his laptop. Or, it avoids not to see the condition of his hand that still feels so painful.
It looked still swollen, and a slight bluish bruise on his finger joints.
"illness?" look at Nisa, so give attention. By continuing to rub and blow it gently.
"Little bit. Only if you jerk, then it is so painful." replied Abi, occasionally glancing at Nisa with all the activity on her hand.
"No other activities?"
"There's.... Oles ointment here," replied Nisa. Abi just shook his head with his wife's behavior.
"Sleep, tomorrow still has to accompany me. My schedule's tight,"
"In a moment," said Nisa, still playing her finger gently there.
Abi is still focused. Nisa's activities don't bother her at all. Instead, when the woman was silent, Abi turned and watched her.
"Sleep?" ask her. But Nisa did not answer. It was already so sound, with his hands clasping Abi's sick hand.
Abi didn't take off that grip. He shut down his laptop, and put it away as best he could. Without removing the grip, he tidied up Nisa's blanket slowly. Afraid, if Nisa actually woke up and clasped her hands firmly. Perhaps, he was suffocating in pain later.
He then broke down, and began to slowly close his eyes. Despite his misgivings, if Nisa moves and comes back to hurt him. Again, his life was haunted by fear because of the actions of women.
Adhan dawn reverberate. Nisa slowly opened her eyes, looking at the clear-eyed Abi before her. He remembered for a moment that their hands were still together.
"Hhh, good luck.." he muttered, while slowly and very slowly, taking the hand off of him..
"This is if left, safe no?" he was worried, on the condition of Abi who could relapse at any time when feeling lonely.
"Hmm?"
"Nisa cook, huh? Have breakfast for us later."
"Hmmm, uh,"
"Later, if there's anything, call me. Nisa's a horrifier,"
Abi finally opened his eyes and immediately looked at Nisa.
"Kok, wake up?" nisa asked, feeling guilty. "Sisa's a nuisance, huh?"
"Don't ask, when you already know the answer." Abi replied, coldly.
Nisa got off her bed. Leaving Abi who was still lying there with a little stretch of her muscles. Although, sometimes it sounds whimpering because his left hand was nudged into something. And Nisa tried to ignore him this time.
The girl tied her hair. He started with all his kitchen work. Cooking, and all that as he often did at home.
The difference is, Abi's house is all complete. Cannggih washing machines, stoves, and everything that makes it easier for Nisa. Moreover, the contents of the refrigerator are almost full of all supplies of food. It feels like heaven. Nisa cooks cheerfully, according to the imagination of what she wants to process.
"No need to cook too much. We're just the two of us" said Abi, who came with his left hand.
"Kok up?"
"You want me to go back to sleep?"
"Yes, why wake up so early? After all, can't help Nisa cook." he said.
"I'm helping you,"
"Help what?"
"Help you, by sitting here and being quiet. At least, it doesn't bother you any more" Abi replied. Sitting sweetly in her dining room chair. Seemed so calm and silent, crossing both hands on his chest. Always keep his left hand stable.
"Ckkk, like the children are waiting in line at the love of food," he weirdly, mocked the behavior of the husband.