
3 Months Later...
Day after day passes by, for the one who spends time in solitude and work. But not for Nisa, who counted for three months she settled in Jakarta and became the wife of a Fahri Septian Wijaya, who every day was spent taking care of the flowers in the garden.
It had been two months that he occupied his own house that Fahri bought, after a month of living in the beautiful cottage in-laws. And mama Risa actually strongly objected to her son-in-law coming out of the house and choosing to live alone. Because he thought, later his house would belong to Fahri. But with the reason of wanting to be independent and an explanation from the husband who must give privacy to his son and daughter-in-law, finally Mama Risa allows Fahri and Nisa to move to the house that has just been purchased. On condition not to be far from where he lives now.
Grateful Fahri get a house that is still one area with it, even the location is still a complex with his house just a block apart.
And it makes Nisa happy not to play, not uncomfortable she lives with her in-laws, but she wants to learn a real household, without any defense from the in-laws. Because all this time whenever there was nothing, Mama Risa was the one who always put up a body for him.
Because it is still in the same area, Mama Risa also often spend time in her home, as it is today. Both have agreed to buy monthly, and stop by first to his office Fahri bring lunch.
"Ma, are we eating here or are we going to eat at Fahri's office?" Nisa looked at the mother-in-law who was tasting her fried shrimp.
"Here you go, my mom is hungry." Mama Risa opened the prepared plate on the table.
"Yes ma. We are afraid that we will fit until there Fahri has not yet reached the office. You just told me the meeting wasn't over." Nisa who just finished putting the food box into a special bag for her husband, following the mother sat down.
"Lha, how do you keep going? Fahri eat out? Later we bring food instead not eaten." Mama arranged for Nisa who had just sat in front of her.
"It's okay ma. Fahri still asked to be brought to eat. He said he wanted food from home." Nisa recounted her husband's request to bring her lunch from home.
"Fahri is like papa. He is never romantic, but instantly shows his love with action. Pretend he's not paying attention, but he knows what we want." Said Risa's mother with a smile imagining her husband's attitude like Fahri now.
Nisa lowered her head, she just ate fried shrimp chocolate into the mayonaise. Maybe because the effects of a disturbed mind affect his appetite.
For the past week, Fahri often went home at night. Because there are several projects that he is working on with Nadira, his former lover. And every day Fahri always gives news wherever he is. But still Nisa feels worried, she is afraid that her husband is stuck in the past love because of the drought together. And since then Nisa's feelings are not good, her mood often suddenly deteriorates, and ends with crying alone.
"Ca, why just eat the warehousing? Will it be full?" Mama Risa stared in surprise at Nisa who had noticed that she only ate shrimp without rice.
"Still full ma, so just eat shrimp." Nisa shook her head, who was still stared at in wonder by the in-laws. Because he calls himself still full, do not want to eat rice. But the fried shrimp almost ran out on its own, not reflecting people who were still full.
Still full, but the shrimp one plate is almost half eaten by itself, if this is the story must be full even though not eating rice.
Mama Risa gave a smile, feeling funny with her daughter-in-law's behavior. But he was grateful that the marriage that had worried him, did not experience many obstacles. The quiet Fahri fits perfectly with Nisa who has a character almost similar to her.
"It's ten o'clock, we're leaving right now yuk." Mama Risa stared at the circular clock in her hand, inviting Nisa who had just finished her meal, to leave now.
"Yes ma, come on. But Nisa's gonna wash her hands for a second." Nisa stood up then she headed to the kitchen to wash her hands and called bi Lela, her domestic assistant who she brought from Bandung.
"Bi, Nisa left first huh.Don't forget the door on the lock. If your aunt is hungry just eat, don't wait twelve." Nisa bows her head towards bi Lela who is folding the clothes she just lifted from the clothesline, and later in the afternoon will be ironed.
"Yes neng, be careful on the road." Bi Lela stood up following the steps of a pair of in-laws and daughter-in-law who were always alone every time they went everywhere. He wanted to lock the gate and the house, because in the residence of Nisa and Fahri did not have security like in the house of Risa's mother.
Mama Risa frowned in astonishment, unlike usual the daughter-in-law was sitting with no sound. He also saw Nisa without looking to the side, but through the middle spy so as not to cause movement.
Pantesan was silent, apparently sleeping, but today his attitude was really strange, what is it? Is it possible to fight again? But no way, people last night they were fine.
Mama Risa shook her head, hoping for Nisa's silence even to fall asleep in the car just because of fatigue, not because there was a problem with her son.
"Ca, wake. It has arrived" Mama Risa touched Nisa's hand slowly, but her daughter-in-law did not budge at all.
"Ca, wake up baby! we've arrived." From a slow touch that had no effect, it turned into an intense shock on Nisa's arm that slowly opened her eyes and then straightened her seat while staring at the shady surroundings. "Ma, where are we?" Nisa looked at her in-laws while circulating her gaze, looking at a place that she had always known clearly, namely the basement of her husband's office building. "Eh has arrived? Feelings not long ago. Know it's up." Nisa tidied up her veil while smiling grimacing towards mama Risa.
"I think you're tired, son, don't be too tired at home. Beres-beres barin house there is bi Lela. Later if anything is done alone, bi Lela even not comfortable." Mama Risa looked gently at her daughter-in-law. He did not want Nisa to be exhausted so that it would affect her weight, so it decreased.
I'm not a work smear ma, but a sly serving mama's child who is not tired.
Nisa replied which of course she only dared to say in her heart.
"In the meantime, ma, Nisa wants to call Fahri first" Nisa reached into the bag to take a cell phone to contact her husband.
Not long after, the call was directly connected. "Assalamu'alaikum, mas. What office is still outside? I'm the same mom's in the basement."
[Still outside, have reviewed the live location of the meeting. But soon also finished, just a signature] Fahri immediately answered Nisa's question that sounded half whispered.
"Yes, then I keep it on the table. You want to continue to the mall nemenin mama monthly shopping. It's nothing, is it?"
[She kept it on the table. Don't take it home again, get tired of eating out. Yes, it was a long time ago, not the same good Mr. Chandra and Mr. Kim]
Deggs.. Dada Nisa suddenly felt crowded, hearing her husband was meeting with his client named Chandra. Because of the meeting with Mr. Chandra, it is certain that Nadira also, in fact, his secretary, Mr. Chandra, will attend and interact with her husband again.
"I am, Assalamu'alaikum." Nisa put her phone back blackened after she turned it off unilaterally, without waiting for a reply from her husband.
While Fahri who was standing away from the table where the meeting was, frowned. Because his little wife did not usually turn off the phone before he answered his greetings. Maybe hurry.
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