Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 19
"I want us to end up here!" lirih Tiwi then moved from her seat.
"Tiwi," called the banner of his foot to go a long step to balance the path of the woman in front of him.
"I've booked a taxi on line, I'm going to the office myself. Please respect my decision" Tiwi explained.
Panji pulled Tiwi's hand to get into her car. However, Tiwi sikekeh did not follow the Panji.
"Sorry Master, while let Non Tiwi go home alone," said Arlan.
The grasp began to slowly break off. Along comes an on-line taxi that stops in front of Tiwi.
Tiwi got into the car and left Panji, who stared at her departure.
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"Later in the afternoon Brother can take me to the pregnant mother's class?"
"I have a meeting with the SPBU manager" Panji replied.
Almost 2 weeks this Panji treated Anisa coldly. Speak only as necessary, smiles or invisible laughter, reprimands greeting or just joking no longer felt.
Anisa was silent at Panji's reply. The appetite to continue eating at breakfast becomes bland.
"I'm leaving" said Panji.
Anisa walked following the Panji to take her to the parking lot of the house. Arriving at the parking Panji stopped for a moment when his hand had touched the handle of the car door. Some are missing because usually the snot girl who always tailed her to take her to work will grab a hand and then kiss the back of her hand.
Panji tried to wait for a moment but Anisa did not budge either.
"Assalamualaikum," said Panji and this is the first time a figure of Panji Alam Darmawan said hello first before going to the office.
"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatu," said Anisa not even heard by Panji because the body had entered the car and now drove into the city streets.
Time continued to run, although it felt so slow for Anisa.
Anisa is still sitting on the sofa room. It had been almost an hour she had a conversation on the phone with her high school friend Tika.
"Yes...we failed again to meet dong Tik?" A tone of regret sounded from Anisa's mouth. "You just come with me, Tik, to a pregnant mom's class?" tawar Anise.
"Well, I guess I'm pregnant."
Anisa chuckled at Tiwi's reply.
"Study, who knows college and marriage."
"Hold, my name on the invitation must be sculpted S, E. first," elak Tika.
"Yes, yes.believe the spirit yes. High School majors what's the turn to college to take it what?"
Tika chuckles because Anisa's words are true. He graduated from IPA but majored in economics.
"Azan Asar, I take a shower first, I want to get ready to go."
"Yes, be careful...,"
"Yes, assalamualaikum,"
"Waalaikum salam," Anisa replied and then disconnected her phone.
It does not take long, twenty minutes Anisa is neat and ready to go to the clinic of Healthy Mothers and Children. Anisa's feet stepped outside and immediately got into the on-line taxi that was waiting for her outside the gate of the house.
Anisa went into the room that was on the invitation. His gaze circulated to the corner of the room and the participants who were already present. What is new for Anisa and inevitably she has to come because pregnant women class is a learning group for prospective mothers about health for pregnant women as a whole. The purpose of this class is to educate pregnant women to be able to undergo the process of pregnancy and childbirth smoothly, and through the initial phase of the baby's life with the provision of basic knowledge. This is very common for Anisa. If in the village maybe learning can be obtained from Maesaroh's mother but the circumstances require him to separate from his mother for that he took a pregnant mother class which happened to be held at the clinic.
Anisa sat down cross-legged next to the woman whose stomach was also not too distended.
"Hi" said.
"Hi too," Anisa replied. "I went to the toilet first, suddenly went to the toilet," said Anisa.
"The toilet is to the right of this room, two rooms after this room," explained the woman who greeted Anisa.
"Thank you" said Anisa then moved from her seat.
"Subhanallah.I also want to be treated like that, surely if you are still alive you will often stroke my stomach mas," Anisa's inner and her eyes suddenly drained tears. However, his two hands quickly wiped away those tears.
"I entered the room first" said the woman who had been seen by Anisa. She grabs her husband's hand and kisses the back of the husband's hand then she says hello.
Step back Anisa's legs sound a couple husband and wife in front of him.
"Loh.apparently you," said the woman to Anisa.
"Mr... Ma'am Femila..," called Anisa with excitement like finding a new friend who has not met for a long time and he stepped foot faster to get closer to Femila's mother.
"Assalamualaikum..," said Femila and grabbed Anisa's body to hug.
"Waalaikum greetings," Anisa replied and returned the embrace.
"Meeting again Ma'am," exclaimed Anisa.
"Alhamdulillah, by Allah's permission."
Anisa then turned to look at the man who was just staring to see the joy of his wife.
"He's my husband" said Femila.
"Assalamualaikum Ustadz," Anisa said by cupping her two hands parallel to the chest.
"Waalaikum salam" replied the man whose husband confirmed to be Femila.
"Well know my husband?" surprised by Femila.
"Who is not familiar with ustadz Mirza Zayn Ahmad, a handsome ustadz whose YouTube viewers are up to millions" Anisa praised.
"Anisa directly reached into her bag to take the phone, then thrust the phone to Femila's mom, "Please take a photo of dong Mbak," Anisa pinta.
Femila grabbed the phone and shot two, three photos.
"Thank you, said Anisa and received her phone.
"We go in," asked Femila and Anisa to walk side by side with him.
Pregnant women class activities are filled with material around pregnancy and question and answer sessions from 10 participants and the last filled with pregnant gymnastics activities. One hundred and twenty minutes finally the activity ended.
Anisa and Femila came out side by side from the pregnant mother's classroom. They walked until the car park. Anisa took Femila step there. There was already a man sitting faithfully in the parking chair.
"Suami Mbak is waiting" said Anisa.
"Seneng ya Mbak has a husband alert like ustadz Mirza," continued Anisa.
"Alhamdulillah" replied Femila.
"Yesterday you're not using a wheelchair now?" search Anisa.
"That's because the husband is too possessive. I was able to walk but was forced to use a wheelchair. However, especially today, I want to enter the class of pregnant women not the class of sickly mothers so I ask for my own way without a wheelchair" explained Femila.
"Issst..Mbak's husband is really romantic and considerate. So sweet loh Mbak," exclaimed Anisa with a frugal arm Femila.
"Astagfirullah haladhim ni person," said Femila got a new friend crowded
Anisa and followed by a laugh both.
"It's over?" asked someone behind Anisa and Femila who suddenly made both of them turn their heads.
"Sir Panji," Anisa said in surprise.
Panji only replied with a small smile even that smile was barely noticeable because he immediately pulled it from his handsome face.
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