Lecturer & Rector
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"Then what Mother after knowing that fact?" Ask Anisa.

He from the beginning of the conversation tried to refrain from offending the Wardah household. Only after Wardah touched a little, Anisa's curiosity increased.

"Huufft, it looks like Mother agreed to my plan." Answer Wardah hanging.

"What plan?" Ask Anisa.

"The plan to give Cak Ibil a chance to try to open her heart to me." Wardah answered and was nodding by Anisa.

"But I'm not sure Mommy's going to be quiet. Mommy will definitely move in the way of Mommy, and without my knowledge," Wardah continued.

"Sabar zeyeng's... Mother always wants her child to be happy, with you pretending to be happy it makes Mother sick more," said Anisa.

Wardah hugged his best friend tightly. Anisa is always ready to accept her complaints.

After a few hours they told her, Hilya ran cutely towards her two aunty. Wardah quickly took me. Of course he did not let the pregnant woman carry or carry heavy.

"Wardah? Already here? Do you get the story?" It's like Farhan just came home from work. Wardah who became his interlocutor just smiled kindly.

Kissing Anisa's forehead then Anisa kisses the back of her husband's hand. Get Farhan's briefcase and set it aside.

"How's it going?" Farhan asked who was now sitting next to Anisa.

"Alhamdulillah good Mas... Wardah apologized for misunderstanding Anisa" Wardah said.

"God! Reasonable that... You guys didn't just make this?" Search Wardah.

"Yes not Mas... I used to be a lot, but this is what makes Anisa most sick," Anisa replied.

"That's because the influence of debay is also dear, so it mendramama more your. Hahaha," Embrace Farhan by stroking Anisa's stomach.

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Inevitably, the two women allowed Wardah to return home. Even the baby girl he was playing with earlier also unceasingly roared. This is the first time they have met. Wardah was brought home by Mang Udin one of the drivers in this mansion.

Now Anisa is lying in bed reading a book. Of course he was waiting for Farhan who was still struggling with the report from his University.

Feeling increasingly bored, Anisa approached Farhan who was sitting on the sofa of their room. Anisa sat down beside Farhan and leaned her head on Farhan's shoulder.

"Why Yaang?" Ask Farhan. If he usually works in his study, Anisa has not allowed it lately. Be Farhan working in the room. While accompanying Anisa.

"Bosen, I'm not finished yet?" Ask back Anisa.

"Not yet, God willing to give this up again. It's booby here, "Farhan guided Anisa to lie on her lap.

Must be extra patient to face the pregnant woman. Farhan continued his work by occasionally stroking Anisa's head. Anisa watches Farhan's laptop screen and sometimes plays Farhan's stomach, nose, even lips. This is real boredom. Half-dead Farhan endured the sensation his own wife caused.

Tomorrow he must deposit this file, if it is not finished, the father of the lord of the country will definitely be furious. Anisa drowned her face in Farhan's stomach and hugged him tightly.

"Udah Yaang, ticklish... You woke him up..." Farhan Whimpek. Finally the job is done this time.

Farhan guided Anisa to walk to the bathroom first. Cleanse certainly. Then they lay down on the bed.

Anisa told Wardah everything she talked about this afternoon. Farhan was actually sleepy, nothing accompanied the wife who was telling the story.

"We're playing at Wardah yuk Mas's house, "Take Anisa.

"Yes, but not tomorrow... If you are free," replied Farhan.

Anisa smiled and nodded obediently. In his arms the woman beside him now. And they fell asleep with their breath.

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