Lecturer & Rector
Finished

Mother approached Farhan. Mother saw the quarrel. The mothers have returned. Jeweran landed on Farhan's ear.

"How dare you cry for your child!" firmly Mother.

"Adudududuuu Mother, sick Bun, sick," cried Farhan.

Farhan immediately approached Anisa who was already in the room. He saw Anisa crying with a sloping position facing the glass window of the room. Farhan was lying down and hugging his wife.

"Sorry Yank, I just asked, I didn't mean to nyuekin you," said Farhan softly.

Although it is actually open he is wrong, but it must be him who apologizes first. If you want this war to end quickly. Haha.

"I'm sorry, huh?" farhan asked with a soft kiss of Anisa's temple.. It feels like Anisa is now nodding in agreement. The hand of Farhan hugged him and clasped him tightly.

"I want deh Mas, who calls me Ninis." said Anisa. He thought hard. Until the shadow appears.

"Who?" asked Farhan gently.

"I think it was my time at the boarding school. Who used to say he liked me" replied Anisa.

"Duh, my mother has a lot of fancies, must be extra careful this Mas," said Farhan with tightened his embrace. Admired her headpeak Anisa as a sign of affection.

"I'm blocking, huh Mas?" ask Anisa.

"No, let's do it first... Who knows, he just wants to know the news of his bidadinya Mas Faridz" replied Farhan.

Anisa turned to face Farhan and embraced him in love. He was very happy to have Farhan's figure beside him.

"Have you finished teaching?" ask Anisa.

"Not yet, the father who continued earlier," Farhan replied casually.

"By 7 months, we're all portraits for us okay!" farhan.

Anisa nodded with such a sweet smile. Farhan guided Anisa to sit comfortably. Time to call last night's number. Anisa left everything to Farhan.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, who are you sorry for? What's the matter with my wife?" tanya Farhan tried to calm down. Anisa stroked Farhan's hand trying to calm down.

"This is true with Alya Anisa Azzahra's number?" Ask ensures.

"Yes right, she's my wife" Farhan replied.

"I ask you not to call my wife back. Sorry is not for anything, but it would be very inappropriate" Farhan said.

"May I speak to your wife for a moment?"

Farhan gives Anisa a device. He shook his head to refuse, but Farhan convinced his wife to. Finally Anisa accepted it.

"Hello?" lirih Anisa's.

"Sorry that I'm bothering you. I'm sorry, I don't think you're married yet" he said.

"Is there anything to talk about again?" ask Wardah.

"Thank you for talking to me for a while. I will forget you completely. Assalamu'alaikum," he said, then closed his dress.

Huuff! Relieved it. Actually pity, but how else. Farhan smiled gently at his wife. It was rubbing its already huge stomach. Even now his legs are starting to swell. Occasionally Farhan stomped Anisa's feet.

Go back to the family room. It turns out Dad finished teaching. Lunch is waiting. Calling the empu. Eating together like this is fun.

Mommy all informs the equipment needed in 7 months. Almost everything has been fulfilled. Not with one thing. Anisa's wish about Wardah's presence here later.

...Seriate......

Soon Anisa and Farhan's story will be over! Are you willing to? Haha.

Babayyyy in the last seconds of Farhan and Anisa's journey...