Anisa the Sinner
Chapter 92

Panji's face looks deathly, staring at Anisa holding a clear liquid that accumulates in the eye fertilizer.

"We go to the room together," Panji asked, his hand reaching for Anisa's hand to walk with him.

After entering the house, Panji retreated his steps and linked Anisa's hand with Nevan's, "You go to the room first, there's something you want to take in the kitchen" Panji said.

Nevan is according to be held by Anisa's hand to enter the room on the lower floor.

'May you get closer, ' Inner Panji looked at Anisa and Nevan who were smiling and joking.

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(POV Anise)

I am very envious to see Kak Panji's closeness with Nevan. I tried to get close to the boy, he seemed reluctant to me.

There was a feeling of injury but I held back. I have to be patient with a boy who has not been with me since childhood.

Facts I found from Kak Panji. He always left at 07:00 from home and came home from work at around 17:00. That if fast, he used to often overtime until the house at 22:00. Now, Kak Panji left for work from home at 08:00 and was confirmed until home at 15:00 if there was no urgent business. The fact that I saw with my own eyes, Kak Panji chose overtime work at home after Nevan slept, it was not until night, only 22.30 he would sleep. I asked Arlan, the reason is really to hit my heart.

Kak Panji always leaves a little afternoon and goes home early. So that the morning can look at Nevan's face, drive her to school and the afternoon can also look at Nevan while playing or even bribe her to eat. It was all because Kak Panji wanted to be close to Nevan. Arlan said, Kak Panji realized that he had separated Nevan from me, so that Nevan would not lack the affection of a Mother all he did.

While me? I'm so stupid! Instead of wanting to be close to Nevan was busy taking care of work. Yeah, after the wedding, my order went up drastically. No doubt I was successful with marketing tricks that took advantage of a few circumstances. Even after the wedding was over, I felt like there was always someone watching my movements but I thought it was all stupid. I must also be able to prove to Kak Panji, I am a woman who can succeed.

I think the proof of my success is enough to get there. I need to be able to divide my time between work and Nevan. Now, I need to focus on Nevan. Using the method that Kak Panji did, I have been doing this for 10 days and it turned out to be near perfect.

Me and Nevan are getting closer. There are a lot of things we have done over the past 10 days. Kak Panji would prefer to leave after half the time accompanying Nevan. Maybe Panji deliberately gave time to me and Nevan.

However, I also often contact with brother Panji. Last night I still remember when he went into the room that was designed to be my workplace while at home.

"Drink." Kak Panji handed me a cup of milk coffee on my desk.

"Thank you" I said without taking my eyes off the book I was holding.

"Over and more people?"

"Alhamdulillah Brother," I answered still without turning over Kak Panji.

"Don't be too forsir, remember istirakhat," said Kak Panji and what he did, he stroked the tip of my head.

I immediately fell silent. There's a strange stream stinging my whole body. I try to control myself as calmly as possible. It's not the first time I've been treated like this but why was the night so different?

I looked up at the still comfortable man standing at my desk. He smiled at me and that smile...Oh my God! What kind of smile is that! Why is it so thrilling heart that has not controlled its rhythm.

'Let Anisa focus on your goal!' That's what I always hold in my heart whenever my heart turns a little.

(POV 3)

Anisa looks busy in her study. Until lunch hour is missed because you have to work on an order for clothes to be taken tomorrow.

"Ris, please re-sew the arm, this is a little bit of slump in the armpit. Remember, adjust to the size, I measured it again turned out you sewed it a bit back from the line," pinta Anisa and asserted by Riska one of the boutique employees.

Anisa then opened the ordered cloth from one of her customers while in KL. He asked to be specially sewn into the kebaya. It is very proud for Anisa, in addition to the seams can be used by one of the officials in KL indirectly Anisa also introduced one of the typical Indonesian clothes.

Fortunately, all records of the size of the client's clothes are still stored neatly in books and files.

"Mom, this is lunch" said Dina, giving a paper bag.

Anisa opened the paper bag, there were two boxes of containers filled with food, "Who's Din from?"

"That's the name of the sender, ma'am" replied Dina.

Anisa took out a piece of paper tucked between the containers.

I missed lunch yesterday, is it the same today?

Anisa smiled reading the paper. He could guess who was sending the food.

"Definitely not eating?" guess the Panji after a word of greeting.

Anisa only replied with a smile.

Panji looks like he's breathing down, looking at Anisa in annoyance. His hand moved through the pocket of the suit, he grabbed and touched the screen of the phone then shortly after came the food courier carrying the food order.

"Eat, don't get sick. Remember Nevan needs you" Panji said that afternoon and then left.

"Limakan Bu, not silenced," interrupted Dina by pointing to 2 food containers placed on the desk.

"One for you and your friends," said Anisa handed over a large container and Anisa chose a small dining container of course because the portion is less.

After washing her hands, Anisa directly devoured rice with a side dish of sambal fish, and vegetables.

Anisa went to the sink to wash her hands after the food ran out. He stared at the wall clock.

"Astagfirullah haladhim, 2pm!" peekik Anisa immediately ran to the musala. He has not prayed Zuhur.

Almost Zuhur prayer passed because of the endless busyness. Anisa stepped into her work chair. He pulled the desk drawer and took the phone.

"Two missed calls," murmured Anisa then looked at the name of the caller.

"Sir Panji?" lirih Anisa's.

Anisa opened the chat, no incoming message from Panji.

"If I don't answer the call, it should send a cake message!" grouse Anisa.

Tuling.

One message came in.

Anisa read the message.

Already eaten? Do I need to send you lunch every day?

Anisa flicked her lips, "No need!" rutuk Anisa replied with a voice message.

The banner across there smiled at the voice message Anisa sent.

Anisa reinserted her phone. He continued his work. Not long after, Dina faced him carrying a box.

"There's a package, ma'am" said Dina.

"Package again!" exclaim Anisa.

Dina nodded then stepped out of the room.

Anisa smile.

"Most glad surprise," murmured Anisa thought the package was from Panji.

Anisa's face immediately revealed a different expression. Not a surprise from Panji but a blood-soaked doll and a piece of paper that Anisa thinks is a threat.

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