She's Maduku

Protective

The atmosphere in the car is stressful right now. Kisya was upset by Abiyu's careless attitude, she always behaved hard in front of all her male friends, but if the two of them again, her original attitude reappeared. Cold,kaku,cuek,shit.

"What are you doing anyway? You're shy I know, but Radit's not thinking about us." Annoyed annoyed.

"Let's go, why?" Saut Abiyu whose focus is currently being divided with Kisya's anger.

"Abiu.. If anyone knows what our marriage is?"

"If anyone knows, you're the one who told them."

"Oh my son, you yourself are pointing your jealousy in front of everyone."

"Jealous? Me?" Sticking his own nose with his finger. "Well, funny you, I'm not jealous."

"Continue what? You always act arbitrarily, you always forbid me to be friends with men, what else if not jealous?"

"Down with that thought Kisya, I just want you to keep the good name of the family."

"Which family? have you considered me a part of your family? or..have you considered me your wife?"

"What?" Abiyu scrunched his forehead, getting cornered with Kisya's questions, his hands trembling in control of the steering wheel, once he glanced at the right rearview mirror to monitor the vehicle behind, and then at the rear,to be honest, this was the first time he drove a car to the highway, and he was very nervous.

He was forced to do this because he did not want his own in touch with another man, just that he was too gensing to admit it, even to himself he did not want to admit.

Kisya changed her sitting position, she sat sideways by folding one leg over the seat, and her body leaned against the car door. "Rubber.." Call Kisya by folding both her hands on her chest.

"Why?" At a glance Abiyu glanced, then refocused to the front of the road.

"Take me honestly."

"Hmmm..."

"Do you like me?"

"Likes?" Quite surprised. "Like in what sense is this?"

"You're really love, aren't you?" Kisya asked with confidence.

Ha.ha.he laughed out loud. "You don't dream of Kisya, you're the one who likes me."

"Yes..I really like you, you know that a long time ago, right?"

"And you also know, if ever, I never liked you."

"Good then, I will receive an expression of love from Brother Ra.dit." He said it by emphasizing the word Radit.

"Radit, express his feelings?" Instantly Abiyu stopped the speed of his car on the shoulder of the road, very deep he stepped on the brake pedal until a fairly strong sound was heard. "Ckiiit.." "Abony.." Kisya shouted in surprise, she even almost fell down. "Be careful dong.gimana anyway?"

With a roar of hunting breath, she stared at Kisya's face. "What did you say?"

"Be careful."

"Before that."

"Which one?"

"Before I hit the brakes."

"Oh that.. I. would.accept Radit's love.." he brought his face closer to Abiyu's face, their eyes staring at each other, even from a very close distance.

It was the middle Abiyu felt at this time, without cueing easily he kissed Kisya's lips. "Goup.." He did it very rudely, Kisya thrashed, he did not want to be treated like that, but the match was considered free, Abiyu energy was too strong.

The longer, the kiss was getting softer, even deeper.Kisya could feel the warmth from the touch of Abiyu's hand at the nape of her neck, then hugged her very tightly.

Satisfied, he slowly began to let go of his kiss, and still looked at Kisya's face from a very close distance. "Like it or not, you're Kisya Dayana's wife."

"There's no love between us, you're still my wife." He said as if full of threats.

Still frozen, Kisya was unable to say anything more, he was still staring in disbelief at what had happened, and what he had heard just now.

Kissing Kisya's lips was one way of stopping her chattering, and Abiyu was successful. Along the way, Kisya remained silent without opening her voice. They struggled with each other's thoughts.

It did not feel the car they were riding finally reached the destination, that is the city library. Abiyu parked the car in the main parking lot, near the entrance of the library.

Still in the car, when going out, Abiyu saw Kisya seemed to have difficulty opening the door, then he approached and helped her.

Their gazes met again, while Kisya's hands closed her mouth, making Abiyu look in wonder. "Why is it closed?" Ask without changing position.

"Fear of being kissed again."

"Well, look at it again."

"Don't expect."

Successfully removing Setbel suddenly Abiyu's phone rings, she reached into her phone in her small bag.Read the name om Bram there. "om Bram? this is shattering.." Inner Abiyu muttered. He forgot that he left Bram at his Mother's Boutique.

Kisya knows the expression of that face. Curious, he asked. "Who?"

"It's. um Bram."

"Who's Bram?"

"My personal driver."

"Private driver? you have a private driver?"

His phone rang again, cutting off the conversation between them. "i picked up the phone first"

"Yes already.." While Abiyu answered the phone, Kisya fixed her slightly messy hair and clothes.

"Don't om Bram get angry." a little doubt, he shifted the green icone on the phone screen, then stick it to the ear and pinned by his shoulder. "Assalamot." Say hello to Abiyu after the phone connection is connected.

"Getishalight." Bram said over there. "Abiyu.. How are you?even live in a boutique?" Bram spoke to the point.

"I'm sorry, so I'm in a hurry"

"Keep om how? waiting at the boutique? what time do you try?"

"Yes, I'll be there soon."

"Udh you don't have to nyamperin, let om who nyamperin you,tar there's nothing in the way om who got hit your father."

"Well, come here, I'm in the city library."

"Wait, don't go anywhere before you come."

"Yes.."

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam."

After ending her phone, she put her phone back in her bag.

Bram is currently sitting alone with Khadija, there are many things he wants to talk to her about, but this is not the right time, at this time he is in a hurry to catch up with Abiyu.

"Why did you call me here?" Ask Khadijah a little sniffly.

"Kangin.." Bram replied briefly.

"Sad.." Khadijah hissed rolling his eyes panted. "Don't love me false hope mas, you're just hurting my feelings."

"I'm sorry I have to go, I'll come back to see you, I have so many things to say."

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