Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 83

'Is this the Surat of Allah that I must follow?' inner monologue Panji with a face that still shows a smile and eye gaze that is still directed at the woman in front of him.

"You want to add?" tawar Panji saw that Anisa's food and drink had run out and of course he had himself exhausted.

"It's even more upset to be with you for a long time!" and Anisa's lips were growing. Compared to the upside, Panji further widened his smile seeing Anisa's reaction.

"I drove you home, almost Magrib," Panji said.

"I can go home by myself!" sahut Anisa stepped out of the cafe and immediately opened a taxi booking application on line.

'What the fuck! Why did I forget to charge the battery?!' anisa's inner grouse, staring in disbelief the phone she was holding could not be opened.

"Come in," Panji bargained to stop the car and open the window.

Anisa gets in the car. The pennant pulled the two corners of his lips together forming a brief smile.

Anisa occasionally glanced towards the man holding the wheel. Something looks different from him. His body looks to take care of there are fine hairs that are allowed to grow in the jaw to his chin.

"Which way?"

"Xxx Hotel."

"Among other hotels, that hotel is the closest to my house, is it really?"

"Maybe!" sahut Anisa briefly and without allowing his gaze towards Panji.

The pennant smiled back. Directing the view forward, focusing on the road.

Twenty minutes into the XXX hotel, Anisa gets out of the car without waiting for Panji to open the door.

"Have Brother come home, why come down too?!" anisa protests seeing Panji tailing behind her.

"Make sure my future wife is safe until the place" Panji chirped followed by a smile.

"Issst!" Anisa looks annoyed already clenched her hands and turned the body will lift the fist but only to the extent will.

Panji not only smiled with Anisa's behavior but this time chuckled until without her noticing after completing the laughter, his hand would wipe the top of Anisa's head. However, Panji urgently undo, remember the status.

Anisa immediately turned back her body continuing her steps and got into the elevator.

Ting.

The elevator opened, Anisa came out and stepped towards her room.

"No need to come in!" adept Anisa after opening the room door, she entered and immediately closed the room door.

The pennant smiled, still pecking at the front door of the room.

"Assalamualaikum Anisa," said Panji, she did not wait for Anisa to return the greeting because she knew Anisa was impossible to hear. The pennant's foot twisted and then stepped away.

Ten minutes out of the hotel. Panji was still in the middle of the journey, he directed his car towards the mosque because the sun had set and dusk was seen decorating the sky there. Not long after dusk was turned dark enveloping the sky, the sound of Maghrib azan sautan reverberated from each mosque toa and musola.

"Alhamdulillah," said Panji so heard the mosque bedug in tabuh as a sign of having entered prayer time. He was sitting on the terrace of the mosque. His eyes looked up to the sky, his breathing slowly.his ears were solemn to hear the azan reverberate and his heart spoke every word that muezzin said. A Panji prayer is said after the Azaan has ended, and there is a heart-shaking prayer.

'O God, this sinful and erroneous I ask Thee, if Engkan gives way for me to be reunited with him, then ease my steps, give us the path that Thou hast desired, Grow the feeling that I had pendam, ' Inner Panji and his feet stepped into the place of wudu.

People began to fill the sof in prayer. Lined neatly after hearing the iqomah. The banner that had taken the water and sat on the 2nd sof also got up and tidied up the row. Three rakaats were executed, two salutations ended their obligations. The banner rose from the line after the dhikr ended.

He drove back to his car, walking towards the house of a teacher and friend.

He was at the house he visited every week to attend Islamic studies.

He was greeted by a middle-aged man who worked in the house, and soon a figure appeared.

"Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam," Panji replied, replying tos from ustadz Mirza.

"Healthy Ji?"

"Alhamdulillah healthy Ustadz, sorry magrib-magrib meet."

"It just so happens to be over with the kids and the wife, what's going on here, there seems to be something important?" tanya ustadz Mirza saw Panji's face that looked tense.

"What does Ustadz look like?" ask back to Panji.

Ustadz Mirza smiled.

"Ustadz knows it. Emmm..begini Ustadz, I'd like to confide in a little."

"What about women?" guess ustadz Mirza.

"Interesting this, it seems like there is a woman who managed to knock down the wall of the boss' heart," ledek ustadz Mirza.

"That's good, connecting the cord of friendship with the wife, let alone there is Nevan among you," continued Ustadz Mirza.

"The problem is not that easy as ustadz. Anisa and I haven't been divorced in the country just through oral."

"More easily that, tomorrow I marry immediately, just call her guardian Anisa alone," said Ustadz Mirza.

"Anisa and I never told Anisa's parents that we were divorced. One more thing, more than important that I'm going to ask ustadz. If marriage is limited to the purpose of taking the rights of children can it?"

"Whatever the reason, marriage is a sacred thing that God witnessed, so run according to the Shari'a of God."

"Honestly Ustadz, when married to Anisa I only had the intention to fulfill the wishes of the mother because at that time there was an incident that resulted in Anisa and my late sister having a husband and wife relationship. They're getting married but fate says otherwise, my sister passed away and Anisa was known to be pregnant. I live it all, but on the other hand I'm still in a relationship with my lover." Panji blew his breath.

"Month by month we establish a marriage bond, up to 6 months more. I started to realize there was something different about my feelings, I started to miss him if he wasn't by my side, I started to feel jealous if he was with another man, she said, and there was opium in his laughter and his manner. Everything that was on him was different, but on the other hand, I also had a sense of even leaving a scar on the person who filled my heart earlier." Panji paused his sentence, staring at ustadz Mirza.

"Continue" ustadz Mirza.

"Maybe at that time I was in a dilemma with my feelings but when I set out to follow my heart, suddenly Tiwi got sick with cancer even worse, the diagnosis of stage 3 at that time might be wrong, he said, because the cancer quickly spreads to other parts of the body. I'd rather have Tiwi and divorce Anisa." Panji scooped his face.

"You're sorry about your move?"

Panji was silent to hear ustadz Mirza ask and then shook his head slowly.

"All that happened Ustadz. I was able to accompany her, take care of Tiwi until her death, and Anisa, now she holds a college degree and her career is getting better."

"That means that you ignore your true feelings and prefer a woman who is not what you are?"

"I never knew Ustadz. So, at that time Tiwi still looked at me as a lover."

Ustadz Mirza nodded, "Do you know how Anisa feels?"

The banner shook followed by a smile.

"Have you ever asked directly her feelings?" ustadz Mirza emphasized his sentence.

"I mean Ustadz?" Panji surprised.

Ustadz Mirza chuckled at Panji's expression.

"When my wife married me, she didn't love me either."

"Is that Ustadz?"

Ustadz Mirza nodded.

"How is love, which caused her disability it was me, and she was rejected by her future in-laws because of her disability. He must hate me so much. But slowly, I hated that I changed love. The human heart no one knows, today hate tomorrow so love can also be because of all the will of God. La Haula wala Quwwata illa billah, no strength and no strength except because of Allah."

"So I have to how's Ustadz?"

"Where's what?" ustadz Mirza fishing line.

"Married her but_"

"Not there but. Marry her because of God. God willing, everything was done. Pursue your love, sure he'll accept you?" the ustadz Mirza.

"Even if my mistakes are not worth forgiving?"

"Who said it was inappropriate?" Man is the wrong place. As long as your heart can touch it and turn it into love, rest assured! Anisa will forgive you."

Panji smiled, "May Ustadz,"

"I always pray for you Ji."

"I'm saying home. This whole day hasn't met Nevan."

Ustadz Mirza stood up to return his best friend.

"Bravo brothers!" exclaim ustadz Mirza patted Panji on the back.

"Thank you Ustadz, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam," answered ustadz Mirza accompanied the departure of Panji.

'Anisa wait for me, I promise, this time will not make you cry disappointed.' Inner monologue Panji, throughout the journey a smile decorate her face even Panji occasionally sing a song because there is a passion of romance that suddenly envelops her heart.

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