Lecturer & Rector
Achara

Three hours is enough time to rest. Farhan spent that time chatting with Anisa. Still through video call. Not only chatting, Farhan also studied the files and points that will be delivered during the meeting later. Another hour he used to discuss with Mr. Toni and Mr. Vice-Chancellor.

The first impression of entering the meeting room, amazing! Very modern room. But of course the order at the University is no less.The three of them were welcomed by several University leaders.

An eye bead looked at the handsome face of a Farhan. The foot of his row followed the footsteps of his entourage approaching three people from his neighboring country. His gentle hand-holding he gave as a sign of warm welcome to guests at his Father's University.

Basically shaking hands with the non-makhrom had some opinions from the Ulamas'. Some allow it, and some do not allow it at all. While Farhan chose the understanding that allows. A handshake here does not cause sahwat.

The woman's sweet smile expanded when her hand had come into contact with Farhan.

"Achara, are you Farhan" he said.

"Yes, it's me," replied Farhan.

They immediately started the conference so that it would not take long enough. Straight-haired women are typical of Thai women. Unceasingly looking at the figure who was presenting in front. It seems like Farhan's figure can captivate the heart of a Thai girl who has long closed her heart to men.

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This afternoon Farhan chose to have lunch in a room specifically reserved for his side. While Mr. Toni and Mr. Vice Rector are out enjoying the local culinary. Unlike the tasteless Farhan of today. Do not forget, he still has a set of food made by his wife.

The videocall connection is starting to connect. Anisa also had lunch in the room.

"Assalamu'alaikum my husband" Sapa Anisa.

"Wa'alaikumussalam my wife" replied Farhan.

"Good after sir, may I come to lunch with you?" His words without further ado.

"Damn! I have admirers of the rector! Take it Mas! Wanted to see the guy!" Shouted Anisa from her phone line. Sontak Farhan and Achara turned towards Farhan's table. Fortunately, Anisa uses Indonesian.

"Sorry, it's a call from my wife. Come on in, let's have lunch together," Take Farhan.

A wife? It seems like the word made Achara startled. The man she wanted had a wife. Farhan returned to his place. Of course, faced with his gawai.Farhan did not close the door of the room. Intentionally, fear if there is slander.

Anisa's focus is on the woman sitting not far from her husband. Work shirts are combined with blazers and skirts above the knee. Not spared from his sight, the woman was very beautiful especially with unraveled hair.

"Hello nice to meet you. Introduce my name is Anisa." Greet Anisa with a fluffy smile.

"Nice to meet you... You are very beautiful" replied Achara.

"Hahaha, it's you," It's undeniable. That woman is so beautiful. Anisa's almost in the mind here.

Farhan interacts more often with Anisa. This time I use English. If they use Indonesian, fear that Achara is offended, and feel gossiped about.

Not long after, a waiter came to bring some food orders Achara. He offered Farhan as well.

"I'm sorry, at this time I can't eat various kinds of food, I often feel nauseous. Maybe because my wife is pregnant." Farhan softly refused.

(I'm sorry, I can't currently eat a variety of foods, I'm often nauseous. Probably because my wife is pregnant.)

Anisa caught a tinge of disappointment on the woman's face. But she was also happy if her husband refused. She did not want her husband to be close to another woman. But, if he expressed fear if it affects business relations later.

"It's okay, I can understand that." The answer forced a smile.

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