Anisa the Sinner
5. Boyong to the Foreigner's House but Anisa's Husband

"Anisa pamit ma'am," said Anisa by hugging her mother tightly.

Maesaroh returned the hug. The back of the child. After feeling enough Maesaroh take off the hug.

"Remember Ndok, you've become a wife. Your service now you must refer to your husband. He's the leader in your household. What did your husband say so long as it did not violate Islamic law" Maesaroh's mother advised.

Anisa nodded. His mouth was frozen because of the crying he could not stop.

"Have not been crying later your eyes even swollen," mother Maesaroh's pinta by wiping the tears of Anisa.

"Anisa will often go home Mom, mother always take care of health" said Anisa while as you pleased.

Maesaroh smiled at the words of his son, "Ya Ndok mother will always take care of health. Moreover, you, also have to take care of your health because it is very important for your child who is here," said Maesaroh's mother by stroking the flat stomach of Anisa.

Anisa nodded back. He forgot in his stomach there was a living creature that he needed to take care of.

"Son, leave Anisa. Take care and guide him. Reprove if he's wrong" Maesaroh's message.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Panji.

The pennant enter the luggage. After that, he kissed the back of the hand of the in-laws as a sign of goodbye. His feet then stepped to the car door.

"That Nak Panji has opened the door of your car, the hunt enters the car," said Maesaroh slightly pulled Anisa to walk because Anisa's legs are so hard to move.

"Mother..," Anisa hugged her mother again and the crying that had stopped sounded again.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim's...Anisa's in the car. You just go to Jakarta why cry on," Maesaroh took off Anisa's embrace and sat her ass in the car.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am" Anisa said by waving her hand.

"Waalaikum salam" Maesaroh replied with a wave of his hand.

The car then drove, streaking across the village streets that are still beautiful and beautiful. Passing through the streets covered with pine trees. 10-minute hose changed through the road to the right left towering teak trees. Trees that look fresh after their leaves fall in the dry season and are now replaced with new, greener leaves. The streets looked a little wet because it was raining a little bit last night.

Thirty minutes passed they were already in the district area. The view of pine trees and towering teak is now changed with buildings, housing, shops lined with many people and vehicles passing through the streets.

Anisa was still stunned to see everything she passed. However, his brain continues to spin on the fate of self and the child in the womb later. Anisa's eyes glanced towards the man beside her.

"Is this really what he is? More silence? How should I start the conversation?" anisa's inner monologue.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Anisa shook her head immediately. Although in fact his stomach feels hungry, until...

kruyuk...

Anisa holds her belly "Basic shameless belly," Anisa said in her heart.

The pennant only pulled one corner of her lips to hear the sound of Anisa's stomach.

"Basic boy!" muttered later.

Anisa flicked her lips at the muttering of the 11-year-old man.

Panji stopped the car at one of the sea food restaurants that he used to stop when he returned home.

"Come down" pinta Panji after removing her belt seat.

Anisa nodded and her hand felt the seat belt to open it. Intentions wanted to ask Panji for help because Anisa had trouble opening the seat belt but she had already stepped out of the car.

"Isst..if in the television drama the guy must have helped open this belt," Anisa grumbled while hitting the seat belt. Although she is a wife who is not considered at least as a woman, especially status is still a happy wife if treated romantically.

"That's a kid why it's not out yet!" growled by opening the car door. "You want to stay here!?" ketus Panji with his sharp gaze.

Anisa grinned by pointing at the seat belt she was holding but was hard to remove.

Panji snorted in annoyance and forcedly approached Anisa to open the seat belt.

"That's not possible!" pennant Grout.

But the one who was spoken even closed his eyes by sipping the fragrance of Panji's body. Panji's hand directly noyor Anisa's head that approached her body.

Anisa realized, "Ma.sorry," said Anisa who immediately got off the car stepping off Panji.

"It's only been a day but I've been stressed facing you!" batin Panji was annoyed with Anisa. His hands reflexively massaged both temples.

"What did you order?"

"So I know this place is where I want to go" said Anisa while then sitting and reading the menu written on the menu book.

Panji only snorted at Anisa's words.

"When I was in school, my friend used to eat here and the food was delicious, sister" Anisa cerocos.

"The place is comfortable, clean, spacious, there is a place of worship, friendly again the servant," continued Anisa.

"I ordered the grilled fish spicy sambal gurame. One ice sweet orange, fried tempeh don't forget, brother."

"Mbak..," call Panji at one of the resto waiters.

"Yes, what message do you want?"

Panji's chin pointed at Anisa to order food.

"Fine grilled spicy sambal gurame, iced sweet orange, one serving fried tempe."

"Is that Mommy?"

"What message is it?"

"Just like him."

"Wait for you, Ma'am.

Anisa smiled nodding. Another with the Panji who just kept silent without an answer.

The waiter stepped away.

"Issst.so arrogant, invited to smile only does not reply," Anisa's mind looked at Panji who expressionlessly greeted the servant.

"Is there a problem?" tanya Panji felt Anisa's gaze full of interrogation.

Anisa shook her head immediately. But his lips pout.

"Then don't look at me like that!"

"Hmmmm..," Anisa's humming felt annoyed like talking to a robot.

"Alhamdulillah.," said Anisa after all the food she ordered was exhausted in a short time. Her pregnancy did bring a big change to the portion of the meal. There was no food that he abstained from, morning sickness or after eating nor did he taste.

Panji glanced at Anisa who stepped washing her hands in the sink.

"I'm sorry, brother, if I eat fast,"

"And many," said Panji.

Anisa smiled feeling insinuated because half a portion of the gurame fish that Panji ordered was given to Anisa and she ate.

"We pray Magrib first Brother," asked Anisa.

"You're the first to pray." replied nervously Panji.

Anisa nodded and stepped into the Musala that was at the resto.

Ten minutes passed. Anisa was neat with the hijab she was wearing and carrying the new face she was wearing. His eyes looked for the whereabouts of Panji who was no longer sitting in their dining chair.

"Sir, where was that sitting here?" anisa asked one of the servants.

"Oh.tadi out Ma'am," he replied.

"Thank you, Mother."

"Yes." Yeah."

Anisa gets out, walking towards the parked car in the parking lot of the restaurant. Surely there was a man of high stature, strapping, sturdy hands he crossed on the chest, white skin, white skin, short hair is only 5 cm striped edges and fine hairs grow on the jaw to the chin which makes the face look more charismatic.

"Have replaced the brother who prayed,"

"Hmmm," Panji's hum ignored Anisa's speech. His ass is in the steering wheel. Anisa sits on her ass.

"Sin knows to leave prayer," Anisa said innocently as if lecturing the child.

Panji's eyes stared fixedly at Anisa's eyes then turned to look at Anisa's stomach cue for Anisa to correct her sentence about sin.

Anisa remained silent. It is true what the banner implies.

After covering a distance of 5 hours they arrived at the luxurious house owned by the Darmawan family.

"Wake up, is over,"

Anisa squirms opening her eyes roundly looking at the car parked in the mansion.

"This is Brother's house?"

"No, I'm just hitchhiking, it's the late grandfather's house."

"Oh..."

Anisa follows Panji into the house.

"The stuff wasn't taken?"

"Let Mr. Mus take it," Panji replied.

"Assalamualaikum..," said Anisa.

But I didn't get a reply.

"Banner, it's too late for you to come home?"

"Oma..," said Panji and his hand immediately pulled Anisa's body to greet her.

"Oma" Anisa said by kissing the back of a woman's hand called an oma.

Oma Sartika looks stunned by the arrival of Anisa. His eyes stared wryly at Anisa then glanced at Panji in a gesture asking for an explanation on Panji.

"Is she my wife Oma?"

"What!?," surprised oma her eyes rounded asking for more explanation on Panji.

"We are istirakhat first, it's late at night," said Panji by holding Anisa's hand to follow her up the stairs and into the room.

"The banner!" yelled oma asking for more explanation with a flash of eyes staring intently and an irregular up and down breath holding in anger.