
Nisa held onto her head which felt very dizzy, it seemed like she was going to have a fever due to the heavy rain. Her clothes were soaked making her stomach feel bad. He slowly opened his eyelids and saw Tian in front of him. Yeah, he thought it was just a hallucination or a dream.
"Sina!" call Tian to make Nisa's daydream run out, the girl blinked her eyes repeatedly until she realized that this was real.
"T—tian," shrieked Nisa and directly scattered into Tian's embrace, she placed her head on the chest of the man's field.
Tian was astonished by Nisa's current state, she gently stroked the girl's hair which was very limp from being exposed to rain water. While Nisa, she was crying as she pleased inside Tian's warm embrace.
"Nisa, what's wrong? Tell me, did something happen?" Tian was still clutching Nisa's body which was currently shaking from crying.
"Hiks, Tian. Please help me," her cry sounded heartbreaking.
Tian broke down a hug, he cupped Nisa's face very swollen. The girl's state is very chaotic at the moment. Slowly, Tian's thumb stretched out to wipe away Nisa's tears. He also tucked the child's hair behind the girl's ears.
"Try taking a deep breath, and exhale slowly. If you've calmed down, then you can tell me everything." Tian smiled sweetly and was responded to a nod of the head by Nisa.
The man got out of bed, he picked up his towel and shirt and his shorts. He gave it to Nisa.
"Now you take a shower, because it just rained. Here, put on my shirt and I'll be out for a while to make something warm for your body."
Nisa nodded, then Tian left her room. After the man's departure, Nisa lowered her head and cried as she pleased. He recalled the conversation between Abian and Nita that kept on lingering in his mind.
"How could Nita possibly think that far? He wants my happiness by sacrificing his love. Me, I don't want to be pitied. I know my life is bitter, but at least don't pity me." Nisa kept crying.
After crying, she went to the bathroom. He must cleanse himself and calm his mind. Now there is Tian who will hear his grievances.
A moment later, he came out of the bathroom wearing a white T-shirt owned by Tian. The shirt looks great in the body of Nisa who is minimalist aka small. He sat on the edge of the bed drying his hair with a towel.
Shortly thereafter, Tian entered the room carrying a tray of warm tea and a bowl of chicken porridge. He placed the tray on the table and sat down opposite Nisa.
"How's it?"
"What?" Nisa glanced at Tian for a moment.
"No, forget it! Better, now you drink the tea and eat first so that your strength is restored." Tian took out a tray and put it in the middle of them.
"You shouldn't bother like this, Tian. I came here to tell you my grievances, not to be your burden."
"I don't feel that way, we're friends aren't we? So, you don't have to feel awkward. Come on, eat now only then can you say your grievance."
Nisa stared at the porridge with nausea, she did not taste good to eat and her stomach was not good. However, he had to appreciate Tian's hard-earned good intentions of making him porridge like this.
"Why just look at it? The food won't run out if you just stare at it like that, Nisa. Or, you don't like my porridge?"
"No-no, I'll eat it." Nisa began to take a spoon and feed the porridge into her own mouth. He looked so hard to swallow the food that made Tian's forehead shrivel in astonishment.
"No, Tian! Here, the porridge is very good. It's just, I don't taste if eating at night like this." said Nisa around.
Tian nodded. "Yes, it doesn't need to be spent. Now drink the tea so that your stomach warms."
Nisa sipped the warm sweet tea that Tian made. "Thank you, Tian. You're very considerate of me," he continued, smiling knots as he placed the glass on the tray.
'Of course I'm very considerate of you, because I love you.' he said in his heart.
Tian took the tray and put it on the table. "Have your situation improved? Please don't cry anymore, Nisa. If your problems are so severe, then we'll find a way out together."
Nisa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "You know, Tian. My problem is very hard about feelings."
Tian was curious by the gesture Nisa said. "Try, if you're ready to tell me, you can tell me everything now."
Nisa looks straight ahead, telling Tian everything about Abian and Nita that they love each other, but Nita asks Abian to marry her. Yes, Nisa felt that both of them had pity for her. As a tough woman, of course Nisa does not like to be considered weak like that.
Tian listened to Nisa's outpouring of heart carefully. He was really shocked because Abian could do such a thing. How can a man who does not like to hurt the feelings of a woman, now he dares to make other women disappointed and sad. Yes, even though Abian only obeyed the request of someone he loved very much, but according to Tian it was not true.
"So like that?" tian asked when Nisa had finished telling her.
"Yes, I listened to their own conversation, even I saw the two of them hugging by using my own two eyes. You must understand how I feel, don't you, Tian? I feel tired of all this. If only I could choose, I'd rather die than continue to live this grief." Nisa is crying again.
Tian could not bear to see the woman he loved crying like that, he hugged Nisa's body and stroked the top of the girl's head slowly.
"You calm down first, maybe they want to see you live happily, Nisa. Especially Sister Nita, she already knows how your life journey has been, you are always shrouded in sadness to make you a gluttonous woman."
"I know if they want my happiness, but why should the move be like this? It's a good thing I haven't married Mr. Abian, if only I had married him. Then what will happen? It's all very complicated, Tian. I, I don't want to be happy on top of other people's suffering." said Nisa hugging Tian's comfortable body for her place to lean on.
Tian did not know what to say especially since he thought all of this was indeed very difficult. She calmed Nisa down first.
"Then, now what are you gonna do when you figure it all out?" Tian asked again after Nisa calmed down.
"Take me away, Tian!"
The deg!
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