Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 9 Cabe-cabean and Ayang Beb

"Remember! Tomorrow after lunch call me!" banner Decree.

"All you call BPBN State Disaster Management Agency later I make a report, there's a hungry girl in the mansion."

Panji stared intently at Anisa, protesting from what he said.

"How about the phone, hp number Brother does not have," Anisa explained by lowering her gaze in response to Panji's sharp gaze.

"Where's your phone," Pinta Panji with a hand up.

Anisa gave me her phone.

"Your phone is good too" Panji said, looking at Anisa's phone.

"Giving the late Faisal," murmured Anisa.

"Have I guessed and you accepted this with pleasure?"

"Pamali refuses windfall," Anisa argued.

"Girls now say matre do not want to but if diimingi luxury goods immediately round eyes."

"It's hard to talk to a stingy guy. Just say do not want to spend money using a lecture about matre girls even though the man who does not want capital," argued Anisa.

Panji snorted in annoyance, his hand squeezed the 12 digit number then dialed his mobile number.

"More." Panji handed Anisa's cell phone.

Anisa's hand squeezed her phone and saved the number that entered the draft call out with the name 'Ayang Beb'. Anisa directly showed it to Panji.

"As far as you are" Panji said after glancing over and reading his mobile number written with the name.

"I try to see mine," Anisa said forcefully taking Panji's phone.

"Sister! Why is it called 'cabe-cabean'!" anisa growled with her lips.

The pennant only backs the lips without issuing a word as the reason for the naming.

"I see your phone has a digital wallet app?" ask Panji.

"Yes why? Give me some money," said Anisa.

Panji squeezed his phone.

"Make your snack" Panji said with his chin pointed at Anisa's phone.

Anisa opens her digital wallet app. Seen one top up managed to enter with a nominal of 1 million rupiah.

Anisa stared intently at Panji with her lips, "Basar stingy, giving only 1 million of her prayers for mercy," murmured Anisa then spread her body.

"Issst.ni brat," Panji growled as he sighed slowly restraining the anger.

Still with the same position, Anisa shows the top up that once entered her digital wallet application.

"Truly girl matre," Panji sneer saw a nominal entry of 10 million.

"The hawker who was loved by the late Faisal. But I'm sorry, brother, he who loves that much is never arrogant. That's who's giving you this? Ck ck..," Anisa stroked her chest while shaking her head.

"the pride.., the mercy of dech," continued Anisa.

Checkmate to Panji, the girl beside him turned out to have a logical reasoning.

"Ok, I lost to him. Matre girl," Panji said by pressing the word matre girl.

Anisa just smiled victoriously then tilted her body back to the position of Panji and her eyes began to be closed while saying a little prayer.

"Don't forget to pray first Brother, let the next morning Brother's spirit return to Brother's body," said Anisa without opening her eyes.

Panji only snorted annoyedly at the sentence that was thrown from Anisa's mouth.

"May God forgive all our sins. May Allah place you in the heaven of Allah, see you next time. I miss you so much, "Anisa's inner voice said because suddenly the longing came after slightly offending Faisal's name. Let her tears run down her two cheeks until the veil of the labyrinth covers her in the night.

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"What! She's his sister's wife!?" Oma Sartika heard no confidence.

"You sent all the data files. I'll call you back later" Ora said after that disconnected her call.

"Village girl who wants to rise in caste. He dared to force Panji in the name of replacing his sister! Ok by force you will go down caste for nothing!" geram oma Sartika read the files that entered on the phone.

His feet then stepped down to the office of the grandson, an office that was said to be far from luxurious. Simple but comfortable enough. He went straight in and into the manager's office.

How shocked the manager was by the woman's arrival.

"Oma?" tiwi greeting.

Oma smiled faintly returning a greeting from Tiwi.

Meanwhile, the Panji who had entered the room, was finding the wife who was performing Zuhr prayer. She remained standing in the doorway waiting for Anisa to end her prayer with two greetings.

"Lohs... Brother, why come home?" surprised Anisa heard the sound of the closed room door and found a sturdy, handsome man with no gap to smile at her.

"Fear there may be BPBN members who come to this house," replied Panji who responded with a smile from Anisa.

Anisa opened her face, grabbed the veil she had placed on the edge of the bed.

Panji momentarily stared without blinking the figure of the girl who usually wears hijab is now plain without hijab. Her hair was long straight she pigtailed with a hair string accented with a small doll. His hand moved to pull the hair rope, tidying the hair with his fingers then tie it back to the level of his neck smooth looks because all his hair he rolled up.

Anisa had just realized the man before her was staring intently, she immediately tidied up her veil.

"Basar boy," Panji muttered with a smile seeing Anisa nervously wearing her hijab.

"Eat already?" tanya Panji got closer to Anisa who was folding her face.

"It's coming down" Anisa replied. However, again his sense of smell which has now become very sensitive sip the incredible fragrance of Panji's body. The fragrance of perfume is the same when Panji leaves for work but the more daylight this scent is more fragrant for Anisa.

Unknowingly Anisa snorted with her eyes closed to the clothes Panji was wearing.

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Panji's heart rate is pumped abnormally, the rhythm is increasingly abnormal where when Anisa's hand felt on her chest. One index finger stuck to Anisa's forehead. Pushing his head away from the reach of the Panji.

Anisa grimaced with embarrassment, only to realize from her humiliating actions. For normal couples, this must be natural, even adding romance. Yet them? couples who have vowed to live are not necessarily a couple.

"Sorry," said Anisa cupped her hands together with a small smile and her legs twisted out of the room down the stairs.

"I am why! Always be made do not realize that sipping the fragrance of the body Kak Panji!" anisa swore to herself by beating her forehead while she walked into the dining room.

Mbok Asih is busy arranging food at the dining table. Anisa seems excited to see the food menu that has been presented at the dining table.

"Sister who asked Mbok Asih to prepare all this?" girang Anisa then sat down and directly took the rice to the plate.

"I took it myself" the inscription of Panji as Anisa filled the plate in front of the Panji.

"I'm being kind to you, brother, so I'll get you" Anisa said.

"Big brother, I miss this cuisine, mother's cooking in the village. Sour vegetables, sambal, lalap cucumber, and salted fish," Oceh Anisa by inserting all the menu of the side dish into the dish.

Two of Anisa's hands looked up to pray. The finished food directly put into his mouth.

"Sister don't forget to pray first," Anisa interrupted when Panji would put food into the mouth. The pennant stopped because he had not said a prayer.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim... Allahumma baariklanaa fiima rozaqtanaa wa qinaa 'adzaa bannar. If you forget, your prayers are like that, yes" said Anisa in between meals.

"Hmmm," said Panji due to the fact that he had completely forgotten to recite the meal prayer.

Panji smiled as he stared at the plate that was in front of Anisa empty, all of its contents moved into the girl's stomach. Not in vain this morning Panji asked mother Anisa's favorite meal menu.

"Sister straight to the office?" ask Anisa who is now walking to follow the Panji.

"Hmmmm," Panji's hum confirms Anisa's question.

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Panji's steps immediately came to a halt when entering the living room. There he had just sat the Oma with a woman who was very familiar to him.

"Tiwi," she shrieked with an expression of overwhelming surprise.

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