Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 12

"Mom and child clinic? What is he hiding? why is he going to this clinic?" a female monologue whose all hair is bleached. His gaze only stopped at the gate of the clinic.

"Road sir" Oma Sartika told the driver.

"Yes Madam" replied Mr. Soleh.

Thirty minutes before arriving at this clinic, Oma Sartika saw Anisa get out of the house and into the taxi car on line. Oma who was collecting data about Anisa, immediately asked her driver to follow Anisa. True what her guess is, the rancid girl who suddenly married her only granddaughter stops at a clinic.

"I'm sure a big secret will be revealed after this," grinned oma.

His intention wanted to get down to the clinic and go inside but Oma was afraid of suddenly caught Anisa there. What reason would I tell Anisa if that happened? So Oma Sartika took steps to leave the clinic.

Act carefully to get what he expects. That's what Oma always does. Remember when you had to beg Rosmawati for Panji to come with her. A struggle that he cannot forget. He begged Rosmawati. Various seductions he let out, from crying, kneeling, putting on a face of remorse, a form of regret has treated Rosmawati unkindly, he said, and various cunning tricks until finally Rosmawati consumed the cunning trick and release the Panji to be taken care of by the Sartika oma.

While in the waiting room, Anisa was playing her fingers on top of the phone screen. Suddenly he was startled by the sound of an object falling from his bag. His hand picked up his wallet and accidentally opened the wallet.

There was a photo plastered on the wallet, his hand stroking the picture and a tinge of smile appeared on his lips. Not wanting any tears to drip down her cheeks, Anisa immediately wiped the clear liquid that had accumulated in her eye fertilizers.

"You're strong Anisa!" his mind was monologued then one pacification of breath came out slowly to relieve his chest that was so tight.

Anisa looked at the woman next to her, she was in a wheelchair and her hands seemed to be stroking the same flat stomach as her stomach.

"How many weeks, brother?" ask Anisa just greet with other patients.

"This is the first time the doctor has not been sure how many weeks," replied the beautiful veiled woman.

"You?" ask the woman later.

"About 10 weeks" Anisa replied. "Mother came here alone?" tanya Anisa feels sorry to see a woman in a wheelchair come to the doctor herself.

"Delivered by her husband, she was going to the toilet" she replied.

"O... ." Anisa again nodded hearing that answer feeling relieved.

"Not yet called Fem?" ask the man who looks like the husband of the woman. He sat in the chair next to the woman's wheelchair called 'Fem', his hand stroking the head wrapped in the woman's hijab. The woman smiled back at the treatment of the man whom her husband had confirmed. The man's gaze was filled with love for the woman, and vice versa.

Anisa just smiled wryly. But they do not do romantic things that exceed reasonable limits. However, in his heart was really envious of seeing them.

"If Faisal were alive, he would treat me as gently as that" Anisa lamented.

"I pick up the phone first" the man gave permission while showing his phone to the woman called 'Fem'. She nodded with the permission of her husband.

"Suami Ma'am?" rhetorical Anisa as a pleasantries after the man leaves.

"Yes," the woman replied then looked at her husband who was away to receive a call.

"Why take the call away Mommy? I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of that..."

"If it's his affair?" that woman's clingy.

Anisa nodded quickly because she did not expect her prejudice to be guessed by the woman.

The woman smiled, "She is indeed his mistress," the woman replied, still showing her rows of white teeth.

"Really Ma'am?" surprised Anisa because the woman said with a smile.

"She always shared my time with him, even more for him, even at work with him" she said.

"Mak is okay? Rela dua?" telisik Anisa who is increasingly curious about the woman's story and with a tense face.

"You don't want to have to let go of the husband with the assistant," the woman closed her mouth with a laugh.

"Gara-gara often watch the drama so like this, my mind parno about the affair," said Anisa followed by laughter from Anisa and the woman.

"Everything depends on each other, we just try and pray that our hearts and our partners are set in love" said the woman.

"What a great boy, anyway" praised Anisa.

The woman smiled, "I'm just like you and the others. There are many less and few advantages."

Femila Amore Ibrahim, go to polystyrene.

The sound of the soundscape called out the name and the woman next to Anisa's hand moving would pedal her wheelchair.

"I'll take her inside" Anisa bargained.

"Don't bother, I can do it myself" he replied, then his hand pedaled the wheelchair.

"Sorry Fem," said the woman's husband as he approached his wife pedaling his own wheelchair.

"The matching pair. The women are beautiful, the men are handsome and they seem to be full of love" Anisa muttered after the couple did not look out of sight because they had entered the examination room.

"Suami mbak Femila..why does her face look familiar?" anisa's inner monologue and her brain twisted the memory held on the most advanced hard drive of the Divine.

"Ustadz Mirza Zayn Ahmad, Masyaallah..," Anisa muttered with her mouth shut for almost shouting after guessing her curiosity.

"My father, God did not expect to meet him. Later ask for a photo ah," excited Anisa does not care right-left to pay attention to her behavior.

Anisa's hand moved stroking the stomach, "May you be born into this world grow up to be a good child. Similar to ustadz Mirza, amen, "Anisa's inner self with a smile printed on her face.

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"Mr already mending?" panji asked as soon as he entered the living room and was greeted by a man whose age was around 50 years after that he kissed the back of the hand of the Father.

"Thank God, sit down" said Mr. Rozak.

"Tiwi, your husband-to-be is kind and considerate, why don't you get married yet?" said Mr. Rozak.

"Sir, why do you talk about it right away" protested

Tiwis.

Panji has long offered to marry even without the blessing of Oma Sartika, Mr. Rozak also did not mind it because the most important blessing of both parents Panji. However, Tiwi still kekeh to postpone her marriage until ifa Sartika would approve her as a future granddaughter-in-law.

"You it's time to build the Wi family, you can not necessarily be long with you, you know your own father has a disease like this," said Mr. Rozak softly.

"Father..," lamented Tiwi directly hugged her father.

"Don't tell me anything weird, Tiwi is sure that you will always accompany Tiwi" Tiwi continued, then took off her arms.

"This is what Panji is, Tiwi is still spoiled for her father" Rozak reported, accompanied by laughter and Panji replied with a smile.

"You've been in a relationship for a long time, it's not good to be left alone. You also let the father's virgin relief finally sold," continued Mr. Rozak still talking about marriage.

"So calm, soon this father's wish will come true. Isn't that what you are?" Tiwi turned her gaze towards Panji expecting Panji to answer that question with a 'Yes' answer'.

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Btw who have read my novel 'BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED' must know Femila and Ustadz Mirza..🥰😍🙏