Lecturer & Rector
Mood

Arriving at his room Farhan immediately took off his clothes to change into a bathrobe and put his dirty clothes in the laundry room.

"Mandi with yuk Yaank" Take Farhan to Anisa who is sitting on the edge of the bed.

The will of the heart thinks, it will be a long time there. But Anisa wants to please Farhan. She had always troubled her husband, when he did not want to obey her will.

Finally Anisa stands up and embraces Farhan's arm and drags him into the bathroom. Farhan smiled with satisfaction for a moment. Anisa took off her clothes one by one with the help of Farhan. When he finished, Farhan hugged him from behind, throwing down his bathrobe until they were both b*g*l. Right in front of them was a huge mirror, so they could see their current activity.

Friendly fondness began Farhan launched. A gentle swipe on Anisa's back, successfully making her bristle. Guided Anisa down shower jubilee to add martyrdom. Up next..... Continue by yourself...... Haha. Anisa is embarrassed to be described in full here.

Cklek!

With a sullen face Anisa came out of the bathroom towards the walk in closet. Farhan followed him from behind.

"Don't be angry dong Yang, you want to be, '" persuaded Farhan. Because his wife was happy to allow and enjoy, now even cranky. Good mood, let's be nice, come back to Anisa.

"Yes want! But not that long, my time with Wardah is reduced," he explained.

"Dear, we're leaving" said Farhan, hugging Anisa from behind.

"Yes there, I want to dance" Anisa protested.

Farhan was wearing the clothes Anisa had prepared. His gaze did not change from his wife who is now smearing thin powder on his face. The more joyful and the more cute he is.

"Don't look at Mas, ntar kepengen again," Chirps Anisa.

Farhan's laughter boomed at Anisa's speech. He could have said that. Although it was true as well, he still wanted to lock his wife in the room.

"You want to cross what Han? Take him with a real eret, "Tap a figure that is quite long unseen from the sight of Anisa and Farhan. Sister Ical had already sat sweetly with Hilya on her lap. The more active the child is.

"My guerrilla! Aw, kangeen... Minjem Kak," Anisa approached her brother and held Hilya.

"Don't hold the deck for long, ntar in your belly kick," Aisy panicked. How not to panic, the child is now very active.

Aisy's sister let Anisa kiss Hilya until satisfied only after it took over her son's sling.

"Tumben's here, Cal?" Ask Farhan.

"Hide breakfast" replied Ical, who was enjoying his breakfast.

"Call you Han!" Reproof Dad. How could Farhan have forgotten that, that Dad didn't like it if he called Ical without frills "sister".

"Hehehe, forget Yah..." Answer Farhan.

The table seemed crowded with the arrival of Hilya, of course with her absurd babble. Oh yea! Husna and Faiz had already returned to the boarding school two days after the 4-monthly event. Yes, this time my online readers are looking for them. Haha.

After finishing breakfast, Anisa and Farhan immediately leave for Wardah's house. There is still an hour and a half left before parting ways.

"Later if you can't cry if Wardah leaves, afraid he changes his mind because of his craving friends," said Farhan when they were on their way.

"Yeah, I won't cry. He cried that he had entered the waiting room, "Anisa replied.

Farhan chuckled for a moment. Let's prove Anisa's words later.