Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 54
"I'll get the rice, sister" Anisa bargained.
"No need! I can do it myself!" panji replied with a faint voice and angry eyes staring intently at Anisa.
Anisa seemed surprised to hear the answer from Panji and who was in the dining table room was also no less surprised.
"Take Nis," exclaimed mother Rosmawati.
Anisa according to mother Rosmawati's call.
Panji looked at Anisa as Anisa thrust out a plate that had been filled with rice. Anisa momentarily met with Panji but soon her gaze was down.
The breakfast that turned into lunch was different. They were silent with their minds. There is no chatter because the atmosphere is still sad.
"Eating a lot of Nisa," said mother Rosmawati.
"Yes Mother, do not let your baby candidate starve," continued Mother Rosmawati with a smile.
"First Mom when pregnant you, eat it so 2x fold because even though you are a woman but very active in the womb," continued Maesaroh's mother.
Anisa smiled at her mother's words.
"What are you craving, Nis?" ask mother Rosmawati.
Anisa shakes.
"Not crave anything?"
"Yes sometimes Bun and sometimes have to trouble Kak Panji."
Mother Rosmawati chuckled. "She's your husband, make a fuss she's okay, as long as your child doesn't drool."
"Yes, in the USG already seen the sex of the fetus?"
"Not Mother, yet,"
"May her daughter be a girl."
"Laki Mbak Ros," interrupted Maesaroh's mother who wanted a grandson.
"Female Ma'am," rebutted mother Rosmawati with a smile.
"Son, do you want the child to be a girl or a boy?"
Panji was surprised to hear a question from the mother until she swallowed hard food that she had chewed.
"A_me?"
"Yes, what do you want?"
"As for Bun, would it be a man or a woman the same," answer Panji because it has not crossed the slightest in the brain of the baby in the birth of Anisa will be born with the sex of a girl or a boy.
"What Panji said, the child was taken care of by God. Don't see it's women or men the same. We must take care and guide so that later adults become righteous children or solekha." continued Mr. Syamsuddin.
"Often elus the baby son, let the child be close to you" said mother Rosmawati.
Panji nodded slowly.
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It's the 7th day Oma died. Tonight is the last night of the 7-day celebration.
After the ceremony finished Panji sat with mother Rosmawati and father Syamsuddin. Anisa went into the room with her mother.
"Bun, Father, thank you for accompanying Panji until the 7-day oma celebration" said Panji.
"It is our duty as his son Panji" replied Rosmawati.
"I'm happy that mom and dad are here" Panji said.
"Do you think you and your father should stay here?" bargain Panji.
"Hust! Ngawur you!" answered Rosmawati quickly with an embellished smile on her face.
"First, you've got your wife here. Second, the Father at home has a dependant to teach the children najai. Third, you know, the household is more comfortable living with the nuclear family. Mother, still your mother, but mother also has her own family. Although it's okay to live with you but there must be a difference, married at home with both parents or without parents," said Rosmawati.
"Are you having a problem with Anisa?" search mother Rosmawati.
Panji.
"Anisa Panji's good son, lest you waste him, you'll regret it."
"Yes, Bun."
Panji suddenly smiled at the question from the mother.
Mother Rosmawati also smiled to see the reaction of her son. However, there was a deep sense of relief seeing the smile on Panji's face.
"She's a careless girl Bun," Panji replied because it flashed from Panji's brain brain yes about Anisa's carelessness which sometimes makes both corners of Panji's lips expand to form a smile.
"Keep...?" curious mother Rosmawati because the Panji after that did not continue her words. "that's all?" continued.
Panji.
"You don't want to tell about Anisa who is diligent in prayer, diligent in salah, or about the smartness of an Anisa," said Rosmawati's mother.
"If you already know that why also mother asked," muttered Panji.
"Issst! It's boy!" gedek mother Rosmawati and her hands move anxiously want to hit the head of Panji.
"Mother, you like fishing Panji," said Mr. Syamsuddin.
Mother Rosmawati was seen weaving.
"Don't manyun like that, the beauty will be lost," said Mr. Syamsuddin.
Mother Rosmawati immediately smiled at the rumble from her husband.
Panji looks smiling looking at their interaction. There was envy seeing it all. Envy whether old later he will also be as happy as mother and father Syamsuddin.
"Don't fight that sir, embarrassed to see Panji," said the mother Rosmawati.
"Thank you for always trying to make your mother happy" Panji told Syamsuddin.
"That's my duty, make your mother happy and you are too but dear, it seems that what has not been achieved is happy for you,"
Panji smiled at the reply from Mr. Syamsuddin.
"If you're happy, I'm happy too sir" Panji replied.
"Bun, yesterday Panji has not had time to talk to mother" said Panji will discuss other themes.
"Speak what son?"
"Panji Time to the Mother's house because of the rush of Panji only conveys that oma wants to meet with Mother. Panji did not have time to explain that the Sartika oma wanted to meet the mother because she wanted to apologize directly to the mother and father of Syamsuddin for her mistake so far," said Panji.
"God's Masya...Is that really Panji?" surprised mother Rosmawati until her eyes immediately glazed.
Panji.
"That's the banner, age no one knows. It is a picture for all of us to prepare good charity as much as possible to the afterlife because the name of death is a sure thing" said Mr. Syamsuddin.
It felt like a speech that was thrown from the mouth of Mr. Syamsuddin. It really hit the heart of Panji who had been far from religion.
Panji nodded at the advice of Mr. Syamsuddin.
"You've come up, Anisa must have been waiting for you" said Rosmawati's mother.
The pennant nodded once more. "I'm on Bun, sir," said Panji.
The revelation was answered 'yes' by the two of them.
Panji opened the door of the room, saw the bed was still empty.
"Maybe she slept with her mother." Inner Panji.
Panji's foot steps into the bathroom toilet for some cleaning. After cleaning he changed his sleepwear and then lay down on the bed until the sound of regular sighs rang out from the Panji. He is now asleep.
Anisa walked to her tiptoes to find the lights that had been seen dim. He who had cleaned and changed his nightgown went straight up to the bed.
Her body she laid on the mattress, her position facing the male in front of her.
Anisa stared intensely at the man, no gap was missed from the scan results.
Anisa's hand even now moves following the almost perfect curve of the face.
"This tall nose, why not donate a little to me? Then this eye line is very firm. Concave eyes brother adds to the impression of Sister's nose is sharp and big brother's lips, why is the color red brother Panji than me?" muttered Anisa praised Panji's good looks.
"May my prejudice that brother Panji is angry with me is wrong," said the inner Anisa because in this one week her interaction with Panji feels awkward even impressed to talk as necessary. Anisa does not know, Panji wants to talk to her what form forced because there is a mother, mother and father Syamsuddin or maybe it is true from Panji himself.
Anisa yawns drowsiness now approaching her and now she falls asleep in a position facing each other with the man in front of her.
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