Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 15

Cars continue to split the city road. Passing the noise of other vehicles that enliven the streets. Anisa kept looking out the window. The journey home was exhausting. However, for him this was the first time he saw a metropolitan city before dusk drowned in the contest. It looks orange red tinge in the Western sky, looks exotic and charming, until the exotic color was sunk changed dark night. The faint voice of azan magrib sounded earthy.

The Javanese call this time 'sandikala'. Sandi (meeting of two segments) and kala (time). Thus, what is meant by sandikala is a meeting between day and night, an atmosphere that obscures the eye view. The Javanese believe there is a myth, do not go out of the house or do activities in the sandikala time. It is said that in those hours, the Butha Kala (a large, scary figure in the form of a giant) is wandering, so if we go out of the house or activity in the moment of sandikala, so that if we go out, bad things will happen, like accidents.

That's what Maesaroh's mother always taught Anisa. All of a sudden the longing came when dusk was set by night.

"Sister, if there is a mosque stop first" Anisa pinta.

"Hmmm," said Panji.

"In front of the mosque, stop there, sir?" ask Arlan.

"Yes." Yeah."

"No."

Anisa and Panji answered.

"At our subscription resto Ar," said Panji.

"I want to pray first Brother, not to eat," protested Anisa.

"In the restaurant there is Musala." said Panji.

Anisa silently agreed with the man beside her.

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Panji, Oma Sartika, and Anisa sat down at a lunch table. Anisa looked tensely staring at the silence of the creature in front and side.

"This is how they are. Even in one table without reprimand. Why are they both so scary? The endless cold war and worse, I who was present among them was always considered the wind that never existed" murmured Anisa while spooning food to her mouth, occasionally his eyes stared at the oma and occasionally stared at Panji.

"Add more dear," offered Panji to Anisa.

Anisa shook her head quickly, as it was too soluble in daydreams and unknowingly the food that was on the plate had been exhausted.

"Eating a lot, great-grandchildren should be healthy. He should be given more food."

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"I didn't hear wrong? What did oma just say? A tweet? Do you know about my pregnancy?" anisa's inner monologue. A surprised expression also appeared on his face. While Panji, trying to be calm. She still took food for Anisa.

"It was a surprise for Oma, but Oma knew it first. Did Anisa tell Oma?" ask Panji as well as intimidation.

"You're such a clever person to cultivate Ji's emotions. Oma know, you are very surprised but you can control that surprise" Oma sneered with a smile of falsehood.

The banner of plucking his breath was rough.

"Is there nothing you want to explain to Oma?"

"What is there to explain to Oma?" rhetorical pennant by putting food in his mouth.

Oma smiled sneering with a rough snorting of her breath. "So the morning Oma got the incoming message, Oma opened it turned out to be a photo USG on behalf of Miss Anisa, her pregnancy age of 10 weeks. That's what you need to explain." look at Oma.

"Not getting an incoming message but Oma herself sent the message through Anisa's phone," explained Panji who accidentally saw Anisa handing the phone over to the oma while she was fetching mineral water in the refrigerator.

"So, this morning Oma wanted to borrow my phone, actually wanted to...,"

"It just so happens that your phone gallery has an interesting photo so I send it directly to my phone," cut the Sartika oma.

Anisa lowered her head, grumbling her stupidity.

"Well, was she pregnant before you married her?" ask and intimidation from the Sartika oma.

Panji.

"When he was your sister's future wife who died?" connect oma.

"That's what you need to explain Panji!" press oma.

Panji was still silent, acting as calm as possible. Though the woman next to him was already riled up with the slur that oma threw. While the Oma Sartika, his face seemed to smile victorious because it could reveal all that was hidden full of questions and immediately end what needed to be ended.

"He's my son, we're doing that without Faisal's knowledge."

Anisa rounded her eyes with a hand that instantly silenced her mouth so as not to look surprised.

Oma smiled sneering, "What a good reason you made Ji."

Oma threw her breath rough.

"Please continue eating, Oma first. Oya, do not forget, the lie can not only be covered with one lie but cover with lies again, again, and again," threatened oma and her feet continued to step towards her room.

Anisa fell to the edge of the bed. Panji looks at the screen of his phone. After lunch they decided to go into the room.

"Why does Kak Panji look like there's no problem whatsoever? She remained calm with the phone she was holding, "Anisa's inner monologue after glancing at Panji who was sitting on the sofa of the room.

"Is there anything you want to say to Nis?"

"Is Kak Panji not aware of what Big Brother conveyed to the oma?"

The silent banner did not acknowledge Anisa's words.

"Sister...,"

"Hmmm," said Panji.

"Don't worry, it's my business. For now, the most important thing is that you are not treated the same as oma" replied Panji.

"I don't want to take any chances. If oma finds out that it's Faisal's son, you can be pounced on by oma alive, "inner Panji.

Anisa put on a resigned face. A tired body he put on the bed. It didn't take long, he had already closed his eyes perfectly with a regular sigh.

"Basar Kebo, just talking now it's snoring," said Panji porch enveloped Anisa's body.

Time goes by so fast. Just last day all was passed with tension now the night has greeted. Anisa and Panji are arranging dinner since Anisa cooked.

"Sister, why did the perfume that yesterday Brother loved her different just as much as Brother?"

Panji only responded with a smile.

"Just like with the late Faisal, if there was me with the fragrance of NR perfume would love to grunt near me, it's my turn to love the perfume he said the smell is different."

"Isst.the person just smiles," Anisa grumbled as she put rice on the plate.

"The wind is different because it is mixed with my sweat" Panji chirped.

"Boy brother, if mixed with sweat where can it be more fragrant? It's a musty yeah."

The banner only shrugged both of her shoulders as a gesture was up to Anisa.

"Is this all happening?" ask Panji when the food is served at the table, just saute kale, fried tempeh without flour, sambal, and salted fish.

"This is my favorite side dish, I want to serve it at the dinner table and eat it with Kak Panji" Anisa explained.

"Does a pregnant person always ask for something weird?" wonder Panji.

Anisa just smiled at him.

Just as they ate some bribes, they were greatly surprised by the arrival of two female figures, the Sartika and Tiwi oma.

Previously Tiwi had witnessed the interaction between Panji and Anisa. She was very surprised because the interaction was not worth the interaction of a brother with a former sister-in-law and she also said about being pregnant.

"Explain what this all means?" tiwi growled as he asked.

"Ti-tiwi? When did you come?"

"You don't need to know when I'm coming! I just want an explanation from you! What's your relationship with him!" Tiwi pointed at Anisa with a sharp look.

"I can explain later Wi," said Panji approaching towards Tiwi trying to dampen his anger.

"Don't come any closer! I just wanted an explanation!" Tiwi's voice grew higher by rewinding her body away from the Panji.

"Who is this girl! What a relationship with him! And she. She's really pregnant! Pregnant with whom!" tiwi's scar and her tears were already flowing freely on her cheeks.

Anisa was speechless not knowing what to say, Oma Sartika smiled victorious watching the scene after scene that awaited for a long time.

"Relax Wi, I'll explain everything later, "persuade Panji.

"So right. She's pregnant and the child in her womb is your son?" tiwi's voice weakened as it restrained the heart of you who were in excruciating pain."

"I'll drive you home" Panji asked, grabbing Tiwi's hand.

"Don't hold me!" snapped Tiwi and took off Panji's grasp.

"Actually Oma didn't want to witness this. Oma feels that this isn't fair to you. You have to be open to each other. Sukur-sukur Tiwi wants to be a second wife and receive the children of Panji and Anisa," explained oma with tears of falsehood.

Tiwi is sicker to hear oma speech, subtle but more painful than the mockery or insults that he has so far lay on him.

The banner clenched its hands if the one speaking was a man and not an older person surely the fist had already landed on the face of the oma.

"Are you married?!" tiwi asked with a roar of chest-stifling anger.

Panji.

"Certainly Mas!?" tiwi's voice was rising.

"Yes, but I can explain all the Wi."

"Stop! Don't come any closer" Tiwi said with fiery eyes.

"That's Mas's Son!?"

Panji.

"Is that really Mas's son and this woman!?" tiwi's voice rose again.

Panji fell silent, his eyes looked at Anisa, Oma Sartika, and finally looked at the lover who was now crushed to his heart because of him.

"Yes, he's my son" Panji replied.

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