WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 28.

"Enough, Mom. Nisa has thought about it carefully, and now Nisa has a request that Nisa begs Mas to be able to follow," said Nisa staring fixedly at Zidan's face.

 Zidan was flabbergasted to see Nisa's face.

"Ah, before that let's eat first. I'll accompany you." Zidan steps into Nisa's room past Nisa and sits on a sofa in her room.

 Nisa trailed Zidan with a bent face.

"Nisa wants Mas to promise first will comply with Nisa's request," said Nisa impatiently.

 Zidan let out a sigh, wanting to feel like he immediately came out of the room to avoid an indistinct bickering with Nisa, but the words of Adel and his two in-laws kept ringing in his ears so that he could be kind to Nisa as his second wife.

"Mas" urged Nisa again.

 Zidan. "Ah yes?"

 Nisa sat beside Zidan shamelessly again, and stretched out her pinky in front of Zidan's face.

"What is it in ...."

"Please promise Nisa, Mas!" nisa with a serious face.

 Zidan gulped and nodded forcefully. "Huh, okay. Tell me what is it?"

 Nisa thaws and pulls the hand of Zidan who is in her lap to be related to her pinky.

"Nisa, you ...."

"Already, Mas. Just a sign of promise why should I be surprised? Besides aren't we legal husband and wife? you even come to me with food? so what else makes Mas hesitant to consider me your wife?" nisa's reprimand doesn't seem to like it.

 Zidan relented and let his little finger hook on Nisa's finger.

"Already, don't be childish. Tell me what you want." Zidan threw away his face because he was still sitting close to Nisa.

 Nisa smiled obliquely and brought her face closer to Zidan's face. Zidan who felt a breath in his nape immediately turned around.

"What are you doing, Nisa?" elak Zidan was surprised.

 He is not intentionally, but still not used to being close to other women besides Adel, his wife. Zidan's body was suddenly hot, and cold sweat swept over his forehead.

"What the hell, Mas? Nisa just wants to whisper! Shame to know how to say it," said Nisa scowled.

 Zidan choked and laughed discordantly realizing his mistake.

"O-oh, so it looks. But ... Can't you just talk plainly? aren't we just the two of us here?" said Zidan clumsy.

 I want it to feel like Zidan is pouring out and into Adel's arms right now so shy. But if he does that, later not only Nisa will be angry but of course Adel will also give a long tausiyah about his obligations as a husband with two wives.

"Then listen carefully, Mom. And Nisa hopes, tonight Mas can give Nisa what she wants." Nisa looked at Zidan fixedly.

 Zidan lowered his head because his heart was currently pounding as if he was about to move from his place.

"Hurry up, don't keep convoluted."

 Nisa said her request, just a line of sentences. But success made Zidan widen his eyes with his mouth open wide.

 Nisa smiled and shook her head. "You know Nisa's serious, Mas. You promised .. Don't forget that. Promise is debt, and debt is payable."

Zidan was stunned, puzzled to have to respond to how Nisa's request was for him too soon. But considering Nisa's words are true then inevitably Zidan must be prepared for the consequences.

"And before that, let's eat. Nisa promises to apologize to Adel and Bude because of Nisa's behavior if Mas can fulfill Mas's promise to Nisa." Nisa took out a plate of rice from the tray and started to feed it to her mouth.

 Zidan stared at the way Nisa ate, so sweet and cute in her eyes. Zidan even shook his head to chase away the whispers of the little demon that started to react.

"What ... can't I change another request? I think it's too heavy for me, Nis. I haven't been able to live it, honestly .. I'm afraid." Zidan threw his gaze out the window of the room whose size had matched the terrace of Nisa's house in the village.

 Nisa stopped her mouthful, and sighed softly. "No, Mas. That's all ... The only way you can be sister to Nisa. And that's also not the purpose of Adel's mother asking us to get married?"

 Zidan was silent a thousand languages, Nisa was right .. but her heart was not able to fulfill Nisa's request.

"If Mas feels heavy, then just think of all this for the sake of Mbak Adel. Imagine how happy Adel would be if all this worked out? She will be the happiest woman in the world, right? would you like to miss that opportunity?" nisa is warming up to Zidan.

Nisa herself did not know why she became so ambitious at this time, but the departure of her mother gave her the strength to be able to have her rights in that house. As the wife and daughter-in-law of the wealthy Zidan family.

Though previously Nisa's intention was only to repay all the kindness Adel to her and her family. But instantly all the events before his eyes today had already changed all his gaze.

 Zidan stands. "Let me think about it for a moment, it's already so .. I have to pray. You can eat by yourself, right?"

 Nisa looked up following the direction Zidan was moving. "Yes, please. But until midnight, I haven't found the answer. Then Nisa will forcibly pick up Mas from Adel's mother's room."

 Zidan choked, wanting to feel like he was shouting at this moment in front of Nisa so that he would be aware of her position that was under Adel. But Zidan again remembered that Nisa was also his wife who he had to treat the same with Adel.

"Alright," Zidan sighed as he lowered his head and stepped quickly out of the room.

Blams

The large door was closed, removing the silhouette of Zidan's back from Nisa's view.

 Nisa shrank a single tear from her cheek. "I'm sorry Nisa, Ms. Adel. But ... This is the only way that Nisa also has rights in this house. It's enough mother and Alan who misunderstood, at least Nisa must have a grip to be able to survive because it's impossible to return to the mother's house."

 Zidan returned to the dining table, but there was only Ms. Hanif with some of her housemaids. I'm cleaning the table and the kitchen together.

"Eh, Zidan? Have you talked to Nisa? How's Nisa?" berondong Bu Hanif who was very curious.

 Zidan scratched his nape confused. "Hmmm, Ni-Nisa is calmer, Mom. Oh yeah, Adel where, Mom?"

 Ms. Hanif pointed to the back porch. "So there, Father, you sucked. We pray together."

 Zidan nodded and walked quickly towards the back porch.

 Arriving there, it appears Adel and Mr. Hanif are talking seriously. It was evident from the expression of the two who were without a smile.

"So, Del. So you already understand what you should do later?"

 Zidan's steps stopped behind the door to the terrace.

"Astaghfirullah, what is my wife and father talking about?" hiss Zidan tense.