Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 110

'Or.. people in Anisa's past?' batin Panji is still guessing.

"Boss, we go first" said Bowo and was taken by Panji.

Panji closed his eyes his hand moved to massage the two temples, and his brain scanned every incident that happened to Anisa.

"Is this because of heartache?" muttered Panji himself.

"I will ask further to Anisa," continued Panji directly took the car keys and immediately left his secret headquarters.

Before getting into the car Panji had opened the phone because there was an incoming message.

Don't forget the Islamic study schedule in Ustadz Mirza.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim, I forgot. I've been out for almost a month" Panji said after reading a message from Arlan.

Evening day came.

Panji was already preparing with Koko's clothes and trousers, not forgetting the black peci that had been attached to his head.

Anisa occasionally glanced towards Panji.

"Why Nis?" tanya Panji sees Anisa acting strange.

Anisa shook her head quickly.

'You look handsome Mas,' Inner Anisa.

"No female pilgrims?" Anisa.

"Yes, if Sunday night is special for male pilgrims," replied Panji.

Anisa looks pursed her lips, "inventor ustadz Mirza," Anisa said as she lowered her head.

Panji looked in wonder at Anisa.

"Oh.. You're not ngefans him yes," concluded Panji.

Anisa raised her head then nodded quickly.

"After the study is completed, I have the same permission he will visit his house tomorrow" said Panji.

"Become Brother?" enthusiastic Anisa.

Panji nodded slowly.

"ah! Thank you, brother!" anisa exclaimed with a happy smile.

Cup.

One kiss landed on Panji's right cheek.

Panji smiling gets an impromptu gift from his wife and Panji thrusts his left cheek.

Cup

cup

cup.

Not only did the left cheek get a kiss but the forehead and lastly the lips got a touch of a chewy object belonging to Anisa.

The banner widened the smile.

"You made me want to cancel to the study site" whispered Panji.

Anisa blushed in shame.

"Ah Brother hasten to leave," said Anisa while pushing Panji's body slowly to walk out of the room.

"Later we continue after the study," said Panji winked his right eye.

'That's what I want, ' Anisa's inner self while revealing a smile.

'Issst! I why the hell! It's so exciting to be a woman! Please deh! Even though I'm legitimately his wife! Selling expensive dikit dong Nis!' anisa's inner exclaim grumbled to herself.

Anisa takes Panji to the outside door.

Time keeps going. Anisa who had been back and forth agitated because she was waiting for the return of her husband, now accidentally slept on the sofa.

"If I overslept I would wake up like Kak Panji" Anisa muttered with a smile on her lips.

The wall clock has shown at eleven o'clock at night, Anisa has yawned several times and held her eyes closed. However, due to the heavy drowsiness, Anisa's eyes closed perfectly.

Even because of the slumber, until his body moved from the sofa to the bed he could not feel.

Until dawn said hello, Anisa still looks slumbering. Even last night Panji tried to justify it Anisa did not budge.

"Darling, what are you sleeping about? Once," murmured Panji.

"It is not usual for you like this to fall asleep until I do not have the heart to wake you up for tahajud" Panji murmured.

"Nisa.., Nis.

"Hmmm," Anisa hums and simply wriggles her body without opening her eyes.

"It's dawn, you're not awake? The dawn time will run out," said Panji.

"Well! Fajr?!" Anisa surprised.

Staring at Panji and immediately running to the room toilet.

"Don't run Nis!" exclamation Panji.

"Haboo, he likes to run," complained Panji.

"Still aghast until you forget to read the prayer, what are you dreaming about?" muttered Panji while smiling.

Five minutes Anisa came out of the bathroom.

His eyes stared at the Panji who walked to the nightstand laying the book of the Qur'an.

"Have you prayed?" rhetorical Anisa after wearing a mukena and roll out her alphabet.

Anisa finally salat herself.

After the prayer, Anisa opened the Qur'an and read some verses.

Anisa's eyes are now fixed on Panji who has been wearing t-shirts and sports pants.

"We are jogging," Panji asked to see Anisa staring at him sharply.

Anisa quiet.

'I didn't wake up last night when I came home! and this morning even take a jog! Just wait I'll make a surprise for you!' anisa's inner monologue.

"You don't want to be with me?" haul the banner once more.

"I cleaned first," said Anisa, earlier he did not have time to clean himself for fear of being left behind at dawn.

Panji nodded, "i wait," he said.

Anisa has entered the toilet room. After ten minutes, he came out with wet hair down and still wore a kimono towel.

Anisa walked a little bent towards the dresser.

Giving a touch of thin makeup on the face and then drying his hair with a hairdryer.

"Let me help you," Panji took the hairdryer from Anisa's hand.

'Yes! trapped in a trap, ' cried out Anisa's inner.

When she finished, Anisa pulled her hair back.

"Sorry, about Brother?" rhetorical Anisa when clearly it was intentional from him.

Panji smiled and pulled Anisa's body, "it looks like you did it on purpose" Panji whispered.

Anisa swallowed her saliva with difficulty, Panji really fell into a trap but why did Anisa's heart even become unreasonable.

'Niss! Please! He's your legal husband! Why until now you are still stubborn if stared fixed by him? You are the one who intentionally did this?' inner Anisa.

Cup.

One kiss landed on Anisa's bib*r.

Anisa again, swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Panji was seen smiling looking at Anisa's expression and this time the second kiss was not only fleeting but deeper until her morning sports activities moved.

"Issst! Why else would I be impressed to ask him first?" gerutu Anisa after doing sports that produce sweat and nikm*t between the two.

Panji smiled, pecked at Anisa's head and pulled Anisa's body into her arms.

"Last night I wanted to do it but I can't bear to see you so well when you sleep, baby" Panji said.

"Even if you ask him first, what's wrong?" continued Panji with a melted look and smile.

Anisa unceremoniously attacked the bib*r.

"We're back" whispered Panji.

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Arlan seemed busy with his work. Nesya was still sitting in front of the sister's desk.

"Pipetan dong Mas, it's the file read," murmured Nesya.

"It's just a gig" Arlan replied without taking his eyes off the laptop and keyboard.

Nesya poked her lips.

"Mas! Will I accept the match?" tanya Nesya switched the conversation with a sour face.

Arlan stopped his hand moving over the keyboard.

"Mas! Why pretend not to hear me?!" nesya's protest was still with pursed lips.

"I have no partner yet, so what's wrong I accept mother's offer," replied Arlan.

"It's just that Mas said there's no partner!" grouse Nesya.

Arlan smiled, "didn't I really not have a partner?" rhetorical Arlan.

"Sir Tika! What do you think of him?!" pissed Nesya.

Arlan was silent, his gaze now towards the file his sister had thrust, opened it, read it, signed the signature and handed it to Nesya.

Nesya's question seemed to evaporate without an answer.

"Are we not just relations between superiors and subordinates" Arlan replied after a long time hanging up the answer.

"I can't possibly refuse a woman of mother's choice" Arlan continued.

Nesya pursed her lips.

"Always like that!" grouse Nesya. His body pushed the chair he was sitting on then lifted his butt and walked out of the room.

Nesya walks into a room without a partition with Tika. He immediately sat down in his chair. Staring towards Tika with pity.

'I've clicked with Ma'am Tika, why has Mas Arlan not yet opened his heart?' inner Nesya.

'Is his heart really dead enough to love a woman? Huh! Such a man is it difficult to open his heart after the dark tragedy of his life? Mas Arlan is a bitch?' advanced inner monologue Nesya.

"Why Nes? You look shitty?" tanya Tika and sontak disperse the reverie Nesya.

Nesya smiled slightly, shaking her head.

'I have to find a way to get Tika and Arlan together before Arlan meets the woman he'll be betrothed to!' inner exclamation Nesya.

'But how is it?' nesya asked.

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