
Anisa's eyes opened, the light from between the curtains that Farhan closed earlier hit her eyes. A hand still perched on his waist was hugging possessively. Prayer reading was followed after that.
The finger touched. He turned to look at the beautiful sculpture forming a beautiful face. Too sound as it seems. He was not at all disturbed by the motion of Anisa. The touch of clean cheeks from stubborn stains. Hahaha, kind of like a baee detergent ad.
The cup!
One kiss was given to the lips that never made her cry sad all this time. Surprisingly, he did not flinch at all. The drowning of Anisa's face on Farhan's chest and returning Farhan's embrace.
"We don't need to teach". Lirih Farhan's. Lisa seemed a little surprised. Farhan is awake. From when.
"When did you wake up?". Anisa asked, still drowning her face.
"From my father's back". Answer Farhan.
Fiction, Anisa shy. Take that hug.
"If not answering means agreeing, we take a day off". Connect Farhan.
She knew Anisa was embarrassed. Haha, uh,
"Can't do that, it's our responsibility". Answer Anisa.
"We never permission you know, the time we leave was replaced by another lecturer. For today love the assignment of ajah. We sent the material online". Bujuk Farhan's.
This is even the Rector who is not really taught.
"Yes yes, I will try to teach online for a little student". Answer Anisa.
"Okee! The shower used to be over we prayed". Farhan. Anisa nodded.
"Wait for Faridz, mending I open his class now. It's past this hour. They must be waiting for me". Anisa muttered by taking her laptop.
Anisa tells her class president to inform other students. After a while, Anisa was also ready neatly with her hijab. Their class starts by being connected to the classroom and Anisa herself.
Fortunately, the university has advanced. The facilities are very adequate. No hassle if preparing for learning activities like this.
"Where was my white shirt?". Farhan said when he came out of the bathroom.
"Maas, Anisa again ngajaar". Lirih Anisa's. The student who initially presented and heard Farhan's voice was silent suddenly and immediately noticed Anisa.
"Yeah, manaa?". Farhan Whisper.
"Eh, you guys continue the discussion. How is it even diem?". Tegur Anisa's. Then continued the discussion.
"That's on the dirty clothes rack. Take the new one Adek readyin". Whisper Anisa again.
"OK okay". Answer Farhan.
Farhan approached Anisa who was explaining some material. Sitting beside Anisa by embracing her as if to greet her wife's students. Not saying hello, exactly showing off affection. Wkwkwk.
"I'm sorry, the geckos don't have to be ignored. Consider it nothing". Anisa.
"Basak mas said gecko anyway huhang?". Farhan did not accept.
"Sshuuutt, I'm out. Any more questions to ask?". Anisa asked while covering Farhan's mouth.
"The rector of sosweet is very sad". Said one of the students.
"And I told you, don't mind this wolf". Anisa.
"Lho! Replace wolf". Farhan. The students laughed to see their teachers.
"Yeah, you guys do the job that's been informed to the class president. I ended Wassalamualaikum Wr. Wm.". Close Anisa.
"Not taught?". Ask Anisa.
"Udah was given a replacement task, the presentation was still running. Relax yaang". Answer Farhan.
"Here deh". Said Farhan directing Anisa to lean in his chest.
"We don't even fret about the cheesecake gini". Lirih Anisa's.
"Hahaha, you've been teaching. I'm the one who hasn't. Here's the laptop minjam". Farhan grabbed Anisa's laptop.
"Replace dong mas dress, which is formal. Take a shower first". Tegur Anisa's.
"Ready boss!". Answer Farhan.
Anisa prepared Farhan's clothes and rushed to take a bath. Considering he has not prayed zuhur. Farhan even deketin from earlier. If the silence is nullified again. It's strange!
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"We go straight to Mother's house ya mas". Anisa Pinta. After the asar prayer.
"And the plan is tomorrow, will it be now? Be able. Let's get ready for the hijab". Answer Farhan.
"Eh, but I'm not ready to get dressed yet". Anisa.
"Udah, don't do it. We've got Mother's stuffed". Answer Farhan.
"Can't you?". Ask Anisa wonder.
"Udah, let's get ready". Answer Farhan.
After giving news to Abi and Umi, they rushed home the mansion of Father and Mother.
Arriving at the mansion, it turns out that Mother is waiting in the guest room. I can't wait to meet his daughter.
"Assalamu'alaikum". Sapa Farhan and Anisa.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, Mother's son finally came here". Answer Mother hugged Anisa.
Farhan who saw the scene also rolled his eyes panted. Should that be it? The child himself is not being watched.
"Your seneng mother is here with a note. Kirain so tomorrow. But Mother is not ready for anything. Just a regular dinner". Said Mother. Take Anisa to the family room. Dad was sitting there sweetly.
"Anisa's ngajak now". Said Farhan sitting next to Dad and greeting. Followed Anisa.
"Gak papa dong, Anisakan want to nyenengin Mother". Answer Mother. She was smiling at Anisa.
"Han, come with me in the reading room for a second huh". Said Dad.
"Yes Well". Answer Farhan.
Mother POV
Looking at my face seems very serious. Why yes? Usually I also joke around first if there is Anisa here.
"Daddy doesn't hurt anymore, does it?". Ask Anisa to me. It turns out he also felt the strangeness of Dad.
"Emm, no. Maybe there's some business. Oh yes, the mother's vines bear fruit. We're picking yuk". Invite me to switch the conversation so that Anisa is not burdened.
"Waaah, can Bun. Ayoo". Anisa answered enthusiastically.
I saw Anisa was overjoyed to pluck the wine bit by bit. This boy is always cheerful in front of me. His smile never faded. So sweet. His attitude changed Farhan's initially reserved personality. Even his students often complained about his cold attitude and his feet. In just 1 month Farhan was already a bar-bar. Haha. Bucin because you're Anisa. May you always be happy, my son.
"Darling?". Call me lirih.
"Yeah Bun?". The answer.
"Here baby, sit next to Mother. We eat the wine". My love.
"Why Bun?". Ask after sitting down.
"What is Farhan?". Askaqua.
"Cok that? Hahaha, Mas Farhan was a jail man. Didn't expect ajah". His answer was interrupted by his subtle laughter.
"Mother curious, Anisa's still afraid of the dark?". Ask again.
"Mother knows, Anisa's afraid of the dark?". Ask.
I nodded, "Yes, Mother knows. My mother knows you from Kekiil. I've built a business with Abi". My answer.
"really? How does Anisa not know". His word.
"I was a little boy". My answer.
"Why not do business together anymore? You want to wake up University, huh Bun?". Ask Anisa.
"Who said no? Still really. It's just that now I'm more focused on the University. I entrusted you to Abi. And now hold your brother". My answer.
"Why Bun?". Kepo is also this child turns out.
"Dad has been given a mandate by his late father, his grandfather Farhan, to manage the University. So I just help out with the office a little. Completely handed over to your Abu. Farhan several times also invited your brother for office discussions,". My answer.
"Oooh, Wait Bun! If Mommy has been close to the family of Anisa since a long time ago, then Mommy knows why Anisa is afraid of the dark?". Ask. It turns out that he still does not remember the cause of his phobia. I have to answer what this is.
"I Which?". Panggi Farhan's.
Thank God, you saved Mother.
POV Author
"Mass? Here's the mas, the wine's sweet". Anisa answered Farhan.
Farhan approached Anisa and sat down beside her and began to siphon wine.
"Udah afternoon, take a bath first yuk.". Take Farhan.
"Mandi ajah. What about Anisa?". Answer Anisa.
"Ayoo laah, all of you show the clothes of your choice for you". Farhan.
"Mother why bother preparing Anisa's clothes?". Ask Anisa to Mommy.
"No dear papa, Mommy is very fond even. Can prepare clothes for Mother's most beautiful daughter-in-law. Sana tried, later if not fit Bunda komplen the same that sells ". Answer Mother.
"Hahaha, don't Bun, come on! thanks Mother dear". Said Anisa before actually going to the room.
"Together". Answer Mother.
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Sorry connoisseurs of wisdom, Lhu-lhu can only up. :")