Lecturer & Rector
Mother

*Anisa Prov

Tumben is jammed this way. Where are you going, owe? Ordinary laah, the duty of the First Lady. Actually I was very lazy whose name plunged into the traffic jam of this city... If not orders from Umi or Abi, where might I be here.

An hour ago, "Darling, don't forget Farhan's gift. Don't want to, you have to want to. Umi does not accept rejection". Umi.

I as a filial child could possibly obey that absolute order. Huff... It was the umpteenth time I breathed my heavy breath. Actually not heavy anyway, maybe more inclined to my sense of complaining. Hehe. I've been stuck in traffic for half an hour, and finally this traffic.

Thank God, finally arrived.

"Assalamu’alaikum? Mr security?". Call me to the flight attendant wkwkwk.

"Wa’alaikumussalam, what is necessary mbak?". Ask the father.

"Emm, I have a need with Faridz's mas". My answer.

"Oalaah, his friend den Farhan to? Monggo mbak, come in". Pinta father of security.

"Thank you sir". My speech.

"Kiss". Answer the father.

I drove my car into the mansions of the family of Mr. Afif who is very very well regarded. I can't believe that I've set foot in this house 2 times.

"Assalamu’alaikum?". My broom.

"Wa’alaikumussalam, sorry mbak, with whom and what is needed?". Ask a middle-aged woman, like one of the house assistants here.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I'm Anisa. My friend Farhan. There's a need with him". My answer.

"Who's mbok?". It seems to be the voice of Mother.

"Farhan den Ndok's theme". Answer the assistant.

"Lho! Isabella sayaaang? Come in here, baby. Yes Allaah, Mother kangen lhoo". Mother said by embracing me and leading to enter the mansion like this palace.

"For Mother, the arrival of Anisa does not interfere, right?". My toot.

"Dearly, no dong, Mother even happy you finally play here". Answer Mother. I reply with a smile. I sat beside Mother who did not let go of her grip on my hand.

"Emm, is there a need with Mommy or Farhan?". Ask Mommy.

"Oh yeah, Anisa wants to send Husna's things that are left behind". I answered by giving a parcel to Mother.

"You love Husna herself, yuk follow Mother to the pool behind. Farhan, Husna, the same father gathers there". Said Mother. Mother took me to the pool.

"Hehehe, yes Mother... Umi nyaranin to send now. Abi also pity that Anisa told him last night. Ntar mas Faridz back and forth, hehehe". My answer. We were in the pool they were in.

"Husna baby? See who's coming? Mommy Say. Husna was swimming and joking with Faridz.

"Ha! Brother Anis?". Husna. He came out of the pool to Anisa.

"Well, I can't hug. Husna wet". Husna Suelan confronts Anisa.

"Oh yes?". My speech. Husna kissed my hand.

"Anise? Here son. Sit with Daddy". Pinta pak Afif's. I approached him and kissed his hand to shake hands.

"How are you, sir?". My greeting.

"Good thanks, sit here". Pinta. I followed too.

"Don't call me sir, I'd rather be called Dad to you". Connect him.

"Try calling Dad. I want to listen to Denger". Keep him on again.

"Yaaa, her cheek brother Anis red ituu.. Hahaha, must be brother Anis embarrassed". Ledek Husna returned to the pool.

"Yes, dad". Finally said.

"Well, that's dong...". Said Dad.

*Farhan Prov

Uluh-uluh, it's so sweet to be embarrassed. I have noticed Anisa. He seems very familiar with Father and Mother.

"Sister? Sis?". Call Husna.

"Hem?". My answer.

"Why smile?". Ask her.

"Who is smiling? No one". My answer. Cook, am I smiling? Why am I not aware? He could have been caught by Husna.

"Masaaaac? Husna see clearly you know, sister again smiles see brother Anis, Dad, same Mother". His speech.

"Misunderlook at you". My elak.

"Whatever brother". Husna answered at last.