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"Maaa? Where's disni? No need to ah! Shame in public places". Anisa let go of Farhan's embrace.

"Aren't you talking?". Farhan asked by examining the face to the body of Anisa.

"What the hell is mas? I'm not papa, why are you here?". Answer Anisa.

"No papa, just worry. Mother Nelvon said you met the man". Farhan. Spontaneous immediately covered his mouth.

Why even keceplosan siiih. Really, can't keep a secret if it's the same Anisa.

"Who?". Ask Anisa.

"Geez, hahahha. Naw. Joking around earlier. I want to come with Mother on a walk earlier". Farhan was confused.

"Why didn't you just say that? Kan Anisa has gone under". Anisa approached Dad.

"New kepengen. Yes, I did not know Farhan". Answer Father.

"Which, this is fragrant". Farhan diverted the conversation.

"Yes, I chose that one". Anisa's answer is switching on the perfume back.

As a result Farhan and Dad became the bodyguard of 2 women who were shopping.

"Let's have lunch before you go home". Bring Dad. Looks like Dad's getting bored.

"Yang, come with Mas first yuk! Later we follow the same father Mother". Take Farhan directly with Anisa's hand.

"Tu kid didn't say goodbye to old people". Father said after his two children left.

"God! I never was young. Come Yah". Invite Mother.

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"Whenever here?". Anisa asked when Farhan took her to the watch shop.

"Mas wants to buy a watch for my dear. A while ago, design a clock. Ngambut day". Answer Farhan.

"Han!". Call someone.

"Where? Whispery?". Ask Farhan.

"Safe! You don't intend to recognize Faisal's brother to the cave?". Syndicate the man.

"Fix, the three of them. How do you know me?". Inner Anisa.

"Nih Yang, said Ical. Tom". Farhan.

"Assalamu'alaikum ukhti". Sapa Tomi with her style of culture wkwkwk.

"Wa'alaikumussalam". Anisa answered by expanding her smile.

"Sit first". Tomi said.

"Where? I want to see the results". Farhan.

"It's not exactly a word of patience. Eat it first". Tomi.

"Wouldn't. Afraid that my wife will catch her culture". Canda Farhan's.

"Anyway by the way". Answer Tomi.

Tomi took a box in her desk drawer. It looks like it was really specially ordered. Tomi handed it to Farhan.

"So, try it first. Later if it is not fit to be corrected". Tomi.

Farhan grabbed Anisa's hand and put the watch on it.

"Mas sure this is his own design? I think it's really expensive". Anisa asked doubtfully.

Farhan cengengesan.

"Little what? We're here confused put that tool". Syndicate Tomi. He was a little hot looking at the sight of the two people. Farhan glared at Tomi not to speak.

"What tools?". Ask Anisa kepo.

"Not to be horrified by that man. Ngaur. Kaaan, it's beautiful in your hands". Puji Farhan's.

"Thank you, Adek likes bangeet". Answer Anisa.

"Asking, you keep wearing this if it's outside the house again, huh? Pliiis, please. Even if it's just in front of the gate, please wear this. It's waterproof so calm". Farhan.

"Mas why the hell? His face is not like that. So serious". Answer Anisa.

"Serious yesang, duarius in fact". Farhan.

"But why?". Anisa asked confusedly.

"Father, let his wife always remember the same mas". Answer Farhan.

"Difficult if already in front of the bucin people. Mending cave residence". Tomi said and left.

"The food is gone!". Shouted Farhan.

"We follow the same father Mother Yuk Mas". Take Anisa.

"No need, Daddy's the same Mother has come home. Waiting for us. We eat at home. I want to buy dimasakin". Answer Farhan.

"OK deh, mumpung was already shopping for groceries Mother".

The kling! Notiv sms in hp Farhan sound. Gini day still sms? People usually WA.

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Farhan was silent reading the text.

"Where does he know my phone number?". Inner Farhan.

"Why Mas?". Ask Anisa.

"Oh, no papa. Let's gohome". Take Farhan.

Farhan told Dad if he came home first. Farhan's wits to be alone.

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Anika POVs

When I reached the mansion, I found a very quiet room. Where are Mom and Dad? Didn't you go home?

"We cook right away?". Take Mas Faridz while walking towards the kitchen. I followed him too.

"We?". Means back. Meaning us?

"Yes, I can cook the tofu. The cuisine is no less delicious as have yayang". Said Mas Faridz bragging.

"Oh yeah? Can dong Adek dimasakin baang, Adek mo sat sweet enough here". I sat sweetly in the kitchen chair. Choosing the right place to watch the husband cook.

"OKeeh! Who's afraid". His challenge.

I saw my husband was choosing the right cooking ingredients for this afternoon. Start the iris slicing event and mulek mengulek he worked on.

I'm not surprised if Mas's husband is good at cooking. He was usually in the cottage. In addition, I also studied abroad. Usually pieces like Mas husband who was once quiet prefer to be independent. Cook itself.

I just remember, when Ical went to college he said he rarely ate out. Maybe the chef is this husband. Haha. Icalkan rarely cooks at home. Where can I cook? Maybe even a husband who is involved.

Seriate....