Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 84

Anisa pulled out the blanket, her body she put on the bed after her face she wore concocted spices to look healthy and glow.

Anisa grabs her phone, stares at the phone screen and is listed as 23.00.

"It turns out that it's 11pm, but why haven't the eyes yet brushed?"

Anisa's feet go down towards the small fridge, her hands take one pear. Eat that fruit.

"Tomorrow should I come? I actually miss my mother, too," Anisa muttered with her hand typing the message,

Tomorrow I'll go to mom's house.

Anisa was still confused between sending and not.

"Super stupid! I just sent this message! Want him to think how it's up!" Anisa is worried but her hand is now touching the send button.

Ok.

"What! Issh! So annoying! He only answered one word 'ok'!" annoyed Anisa after reading a message from Panji while her finger pointed at the phone screen.

The phone that he had been holding until he slammed into the bed but was taken back.

"I want to make sure, first after you divorce me it must be after it does not sell!" muttered Anisa even though it was just a word in her mouth but in fact her heart dodged its own statement. His hand moved typing 'Natural Banner Darmawan businessman gas station ever close to'.in a google and squeeze the search symbol.

Panji proximity data with various women written. Basic account 'thick lips' any news made post!" anisa Umpat. However, curiosity made Anisa finally open one by one.

"Having been close to Aleta the son of a businessman, near the beautiful girl businessman from Surabaya, close to a widowed flower from actor XX, close to the beautiful actress who was veiled," This time Anisa let her read, his eyes were more intensive reading the article.

"A talented young artist beautiful and hijab rumored close to a businessman SPBU initials PAD, in addition to having an SPBU business he also manages department stores in various regions, He also manages several boutiques. The beautiful artist even became one of the ambassadors in her boutique," Anisa stopped reading the article.

" Ishst! Oma's boutique is also proud!" anisa growled after spelling the article and then threw her phone back into the bed.

"What to read such an article! It's no use!" sibir Anisa, her hand grabbed the pillow and held tightly to the pillow but Anisa's mouth was still she deflected.

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Anisa enters the mansion she used to stop by. Four years passed and nothing changed from the house. Anisa's eyes still twisted looking at the display in the living room.

This time her eyes were fixed on a baby photo display, she was very cute and adorable. The photo that shows Nevan from baby until the last photo yesterday she's 4th birthday. Small photos arranged so nicely form an aesthetic circle.

"It's been a while?" greet Panji until Anisa takes her eyes off.

"Before long," Anisa replied again directing her gaze at the cute photos of her son.

"May I ask for one?" pinta Anisa while pointing at one of the photos.

"Everything can, too" replied Panji.

"Issst," annoyed Anisa got a response from Panji like not serious.

Panji looks smiling because of that.

"Nevan's not out yet?"

"You look inside" Pinta Panji.

"Can?" Anisa.

"You're the mother, why can't you."

Anisa smiled and enthusiastically entered immediately, passing through the central room and stopping in front of Nevan's room which was downstairs. Anisa was silent for a moment looking at Nevan who was still persuaded by Sister Tia to wear clothes.

"Come in" said Panji, who stopped his steps in the doorway.

Sister Tia immediately turned her gaze to the source of the voice.

"Non Anisa!" sister Tia immediately ran over and hugged Anisa.

Anisa returned the embrace of sister Tia, she also felt bad for her. Although only one month familiar but he felt close to Sister Tia.

"How's Non doing?"

"Good thanks, Sister how?"

"Alhamdulillah is good too."

"Nevan doesn't want to wear Sus's shirt?"

"Yes Non, he's the hardest to put on a shirt."

"Try it, I put it on" Anisa's pinta, sister Tia gave her the clothes she was holding.

Anisa stepped towards Nevan, "Assalamualaikum Nevan," Anisa said.

"Nevan is still angry with Mommy huh?" lirih Anisa's.

Nevan is silent.

"We go to the house eyang yuk, if you have been there later the mother will stay with Nevan," Anisa persuaded.

"Really Bun?" nevan asked with a bright face.

Anisa nodded quickly.

"Let's go to the house of oma and eyes!" take Nevan with you while you draw Anisa's hand.

"Wear first the clothes," adat Anisa and Nevan directly according to the pinta Anisa.

"Smart kid," praised Anisa after Nevan put on her shirt.

"We go straight away," Anisa took Nevan out to the car in the parking lot.

"Non," said Arlan who would go inside.

"Hi Arlan," replied Anisa.

After everything was ready the car drove into the streets of the city. Arlan as driver. Anisa, Panji, and Nevan sit in the passenger seat.

Five hours they were on the way, only at 13:30 they reached the house of Mother Rosmawati.

"Assalamualaikum Oma," exclaimed Nevan immediately ran to embrace Rosmawati.

"Waalaikum hail," answered Rosmawati a jubilant kiss landing on Nevan's 2 cheeks.

"Oma! Nevan's cheeks are wet!" nevan's protest made everyone laugh.

Rosmawati. He is surprised because besides Nevan, Panji, and Arlan there is Anisa.

"Son Anisa," called Rosmawati and immediately stepped up, grabbing Anisa's body, clutching her tightly.

"How are you doing, son?"

"Well Mother," Anisa replied but her back felt wet from the cries of her former in-laws.

"God willing, you came with Panji and Nevan, may this be a good sign" said Rosmawati.

Anisa seems surprised to hear the words of the former in-laws because indirectly Rosmawati knows something.

"I mean Mother? What...did Mommy already know about my divorce with Kak Panji?" ask Anisa without further ado.

Rosmawati nodded slowly.

"Sit down first, son," said Mr. Syamsuddin.

"Father," Anisa then kissed Syamsuddin on the back.

Anisa was sitting on the porch seat of the house while Nevan was taken by her grandfather to come in and play in the car.

"The banner immediately tells Mother about your divorce."

"She also told me about her marriage to Tiwi" Rosmawati continued.

"We are here to ask for blessing to refer Bun," said Anisa without further ado because she wanted to quickly run smoothly.

"Is that really the banner?" enthusiastic Rosmawati.

"Yes Bun" replied Panji.

"That's good, son, God, may your family be a family that is very happy warahmah."

"Amin" Panji replied but Anisa was silent.

"When will you get married again?" ask Rosmawati.

"If it could be tomorrow Bun," Anisa's clamor and her reply suddenly made the two pairs of eyes that were beside her look at Anisa with a smile.

'Is something wrong? Why are they looking at me like that?' inner Anisa, her eyes look at the clothes worn, look at the hands and feel the hijab worn maybe something strange.

"You can't wait to remarry Nis," ledek Rosmawati with a smile on her lips and hand to poke at Anisa's arm.

Anisa just realized what she had just said might be high-pitched enthusiasm.

'Misinterpretation of Mother!' anisa's inner grouse. 'But he won't misinterpret as well right?!' anisa's eyes glanced towards Panji who was also smiling.

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