Lecturer & Rector
Habits

By late afternoon Husna was ready to join Farhan to pick up Eza and Wardah. Don't forget Anisa of course, she also participated. This pregnant woman is still excited even though carrying baby grandpa in the stomach that is not only one.

Fifteen minutes were waiting at the airport, but there was no sign of the plane from Jakarta. Half an hour later, finally came the plane they were waiting for. The open glass door shows the body posture of God's creation who really looks like it. But what makes it awkward here is Eza holding Wardah. Precisely carrying Wardah's tiny body.

Anisa rushed to Eza and saw the condition of her best friend.

"Silence Ma'am, this ordinary mah, sleep.." chirped Eza casually.

"Astaghrirullah, do not know the place of this child," replied Anisa turning her eyes panted.

"They're looking for a chance" Farhan said.

"No so Mas, the problem is not waking up this child from earlier. Built very difficult, not pleasant to wait for the flight attendant, yes I have been carrying aja," replied Eza.

Anisa looked behind Eza. A teenage boy stands with three minimalist suitcases in his hand. It definitely belongs to Wardah and Eza the two.

"Whose back is it?" asked Anisa curiously.

"Astaghrirullah, forgot to recognize... This is Alif, my sister Ma'am... Ngeyel wants to take a vacation," replied Eza.

"Pendiem is not like you" Farhan said.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't know him yet. Come on to the car, it's already numb his hand carrying a future wife," replied Eza with his guyon.

"If her child sleeps, dare to say, if the child is aware of having already deflated," said Farhan while holding Anisa towards the parking lot.

Let's not forget there is a Husna among them. Husna looked sad at the sight. It hurts so bad. Moreover, listening with his own ears if Kak Eza will make Kak Wardah as a wife.

"Dek, come! Why are you there?" take Anisa to Husna.

"Eh! Iy-iyya Kak," replied Husna hurried after her brother.

"How is the beautiful child" Eza said to Husna, who was about to go before him.

"Alhamdulillah good brother," replied Husna then passed by with a faint smile. Eza didn't know that deep down, Husna was sobbing.

"Last night Wardah stayed up what? Usually in pesantren if staying up late often gini nih," said Anisa.

"Yaa staying up late nyiapin goods plus breakfast so as not to be metered mbak," replied Eza.

During this time Eza did call Anisa with the name Mbak. He knows Anisa is the same age as Wardah, but he is used to calling Mbak. Anisa who was initially uncomfortable had already let it go.

"How much does Wardah keep sleeping like Yang?" ask Farhan.

"Yes, Mbolos... But strangely, he never confused the same learning. Definitely the general champion continues," Anisa chirped.

"That-that was raised to be Ustadzah in pesantren, hahaha," ledek Farhan.

"Sir, Wardah once mbolos ngajar ndak?" ask Anisa to Husna.

"Emmm, not really... Wardah's sister continued her sleep when it was over. Yes, if you have helped at Kyai's house, you can't be bothered. But if you no longer stay up that's not it, too" replied Husna.

Wardah's vegetables finish with ambient light. His eyes were fixed on Eza's handsome face right in front of him. But Eza wasn't looking at him. Exactly was talking to hustle himself. Intentions want to move, but he just realized if now asleep in the lap of Eza.

Muuaaaluu! He may not wake up when he gets off the plane. How did he get to the car? Don't tell! Don't tell me Eza's carrying it!

"Well! Soon to this," said Farhan.

Wardah chose to pretend he wasn't awake. He has no face this time. O Allah, it is like to drown in a sea of shame.

Eza again carried Wardah into the hotel. Looks like some hotel officials are worried to see Eza holding Wardah..

"Why wife, sir? Should I call a doctor?"ask the hotel staff.

"It's okay sir, his wife is just exhausted" Farhan replied.

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