Lecturer & Rector
Coocweets

After the incident, the University invited guests of their cooperation around the Campus. Almost all the students stared at the puja on the figure of ayu beside Anisa. Undeniably, the charm of Ayana which is the blood of Thailand is very alluring.

"I became the spectacle material of Nis," said Ayana.

"What the hell, just this time the cooperation party invited a beautiful girl like you, hahaha." Answer Anisa.

"You are also very beautiful Nis," Bela Ayana humbled.

"After this, we'll take them to lunch, baby. I have prepared the place" said Farhan.

"Yes," Anisa replied.

Showing the University facilities turned out to take a very long time. Anisa held Farhan's hand to stop walking again.

"Racid?" Farhan asked with an arm. Nodding, Anisa just nodded this time.

"We're going to Mas's room, yeah... A moment Mas telfon Father," said Farhan took his salary while approaching the Vice Rector to invite his guests around further.

"Please Miss Anaya follow Mr. Vice-Chancellor and others" Farhan said politely to the woman beside his wife.

Anaya bowed her body in a sign of respect, then walked after her entourage. While Farhan, after calling Father led Anisa to sit on a bench under a tree located in the middle of the courtyard of one of the buildings.

Farhan squatted in front of Anisa. The mistress Anisa requested that the husband stand up and sit next to her.

"Shuut, shut up first Yaang, your feet must be tired, Mas incandescent for a moment" said Farhan.

Free Anisa refused, surely the husband would still do that. Fortunately, this area is rarely passed by people. Only lecturers interested in the file storage space pass through this path. Maybe there is just a passing fad just a walk.

Farhan took off the flatshoes that Anisa was wearing. Gently scowl so that Anisa is not in pain. Looks like Farhan is suitable to open a massage parlor in the Mother's mansion. Haha.

"Farhan! Let's just say, don't let your daughter get tired!" Suddenly, Father was in front of them.

"Dad, Anisa who ngeyel kok, not Mas Faridz," Bela Anisa.

"Just like that! Farhanan did not want to call Dad from earlier," added Dad.

"Digendong His Majesty! Don't ask for the way," said Father.

"Ready Boss!"

Without seeking Anisa's approval, Farhan immediately carried her. Shame resistant address. Anisa thought it was just a joke, not to mention it turned out to be real.

"Malu Mas, later dikirain I fainted," Lirih Anisa.

"Umpetin just his face dear, let dikirain Mas carrying children carelessly," replied Farhan.

"Gee! The rese!" Anisa's growling. Farhan's chest hit him.

Unable to bear being a spectacle, Anisa hid her face on Farhan's field chest. Dad's dining room is on the same floor as Farhan's. No need to go far. The room that looks formal for meetings, has been in the magic like a luxury restaurant.

Upon entering the elevator, Anisa pops her head. He embraced Farhan's neck, so that he could lean comfortably on Farhan's chest.

"Weight Mas?" Ask Anisa.

"As heavy as you are, I can carry." Farhan answered with a kiss on Anisa's forehead.

"Besok Wardah leaves for Jakarta Mas," Lirih Anisa.

"Yes, tomorrow we will send him, yes" said Farhan.

Anisa knew very well, Farhan would definitely invite her. Not arrogant yeee, what makes his wife happy, he will certainly fulfill.

Farhan laid Anisa on the bed, and again incised her feet. What if Anisa's content gets bigger later? His wife's legs will definitely be swollen like the story of Mother a few days ago on him. Especially this time pregnant 2 children, while Mother used to only 1 child, namely herself.

"Yes, I'm not papa, here first, while waiting for lunch" said Anisa pulled Farhan's arm to sit and lie down beside her. Farhan hugged Anisa and drowned her face on her favorite chest. This time it just turned out. Anisa gently stroked Farhan's hair to make it comfortable.

...Seriate.......