Nisa For Abi

Aaaaaaaarrrggghhhhh!

The sound of Nisa's stomach is not good. She also held her stomach while glancing at her husband expectantly, so that he was a little sensitive in this matter.

"Hungry?"

"He'emh," nods Nisa.

Abi turned his steering wheel, towards a place that was quite luxurious. He then went down and opened the door for his wife. Then, take him inside.

"Good day, Mr. Abi..." A guard at the front door. It wasn't Abi's restaurant, it belonged to a client who used his company's services to design the building. He was always very welcome when he came.

"Wow, the place," amazed Nisa, by continuing to look at the entire restaurant with a spacious and magnificent building. He looked at himself, as everyone who came in and out wore, on average, neat and luxurious clothes. Unlike him, who is cute and cute when compared to them.

Nisa also nagged, walking right behind Abi's back to cover her body.

"Aaaakhhh!" lirih Nisa, when her head hit Abi's back when it stopped suddenly.

"You why?" toleh Abi to him. Just look around, and don't turn around to give first aid.

"Kejedot... In no time, Nisa's head was stuck there." point Nisa at the back.

Abi pulls Nisa's body, and now Nisa is in front of Abi despite her back. Abi held her shoulder to keep the woman quiet, while waiting for the elevator to open.

"Where the hell, want to eat a ribet? Mending to lesehan aja, must have been ravenous," complained Nisa, who seemed to have been too hungry. Abi just kept quiet, and got stronger gripping Nisa's shoulder.

Ting! The elevator doors opened with a few people inside. Abi walked with his hands still holding Nisa and went inside.

"Rinbet, aaaah!" lamented Nisa. However, as Nisa said, when prohibition is an order. Abi actually draped his hand to the neck of Nisa, like to ask for a sling in the back.

"Huuuff!" Nisa let out a rough sigh, resigned to all the circumstances that befell her. Moreover, everyone was staring at them at this moment.

"Yakkkz! I think I got the wrong costume" Nisa muttered.

Abi took her again and sat down in a chair, sitting side by side, not facing. He immediately ordered food, when a waiter came with his menu book.

Nisa's feet kept swaying, enjoying the song playing there. Abi is busy with her life. Maybe Dita's giving him a report. Nisa wasn't jealous or asking. But he leaned his head right on Abi's shoulder. Abi's hand welcomed and gently rubbed her hair.

"Siang, Miss Dita," Nisa greeted kindly. Replied Dita's nod that was so heavy and felt unrequited.

"We'll continue when we get home. Because there are some important things that we have to discuss."

"Well, sir." nod Dita, and Abi turns off the call. He immediately took Hp Nisa, and began to examine her one by one.

Nisa just resigned, and returned silent in the arms of her husband.

"Adhim, still calling?"

"Well, he's Nisa's informant there. He's the trusted one. Udah handsome, diligent, polite, painstaking care of patients. Pantes is the best nurse," Nisa praised him.

Abi lowered his head, looking at Nisa sharply. Until finally a flick of Abi's fingers landed on his forehead.

"Aaaaarrrrghhh!" erang Nisa, pain. He moved from that comfortable deckap, and turned to look at Abi so cynically.

"What?" challenge Abi.

"FOUL!"