Lecturer & Rector
Fiancee

This morning Anisa was on campus. Of course not alone, he was with Farhan. Anisa had teaching hours this morning. Farhan's got a noon hour. He might have let his wife go on her own.

"Good morning Prof, this is me giving an invitation to dinner for Prof and Bu Anisa," said Pak Haris memorizing Anisa and Farhan.

"What is the event, sir?" ask Anisa.

"Hehehe, regular event sir. My fiancee's show" she replied.

"Thank you sir, God willing we will come" Farhan said.

Farhan escorts Anisa to her class. At first Farhan wanted to come in, but Anisa forbade him. It's exactly bodyguard. Anisa entered her class. The students giggled as Anisa entered.

"What's wrong? Is there something strange about me?" anisa is confused. Anisa turned around and,

"Why did you join masuuuk?" Anisa growled made Farhan.

Farhan was trailing behind him. Anisa pulls Farhan out of class.

"Well? Did he say yes?" ask Anisa.

"There is no work, follow you, yes" Pinta Farhan.

"Can't Mas, the one who changed the clock with Mr. Saipul, so it's not identical. Before marriage was also common. Why be spoiled anyway?" grouse Anisa.

"That's different, my wife has changed my world" Farhan said.

"Udah ah! Adek to teach. Go to Mas ajah's room. Assalamu'alaikum," said Anisa.

The cup! Don't forget one kiss on Farhan's cheek. The classroom hallway is quiet.

"Should Mr. Rector be in Buk," said one of the students and supported the other nod.

"That's what you guys want. Especially the women. You do not focus on the lecture even see Mr. Rector," Anisa replied and they were just whiny, the residents of the University no one called Kak to Anisa at this time. Anisa was more pleased with the call.

"I'm sorry, I haven't said hello. Assalamu'alaikum Warahmatullah," Anisa opened her lesson.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wb." they answered.

"Okee, please start the presentation. The moderator?" said Anisa.

"I'm Mom" replied one of the students.

"Please be led," said Anisa.

The lecture lasted for three hours. Because it is a course that is led by Anisa 3 SKS. At first Anisa was afraid that her students would get bored. He continues to try so that students can follow the lesson with focus and not bored.

Usually after two hours of college, they start to complain. Inevitably Anisa had to rack their brains so that they returned to the spirit. Either by taking out the class, library, or with games.

At exactly 9am Anisa closed her class. Because it started at 6:40 in the morning. After leaving class, Anisa stopped by the library. Anisa was given the confidence to become a student thesis supervisor. Because the authorship system of each university sometimes there are some differences, then he must understand the writing system of this University. He picked up the authorship manual and several other books needed for teaching or regular reading.

“Tumben alone Bu?” greeting Pak Haris approached Anisa who was choosing books.

“Eh! Mr. Haris, yes..all from the class stopped by the library,” replied Anisa, refocusing looking for books.

“There can be helped Bu?” ask Mr. Haris.

“No need sir, the tree book I am looking for is complete. I just look around who knows there is a match,” replied Anisa.

“Let's sir, I'll go to the office first. Assalamu’alaikum,” farewell Anisa.

“Bu, can we both go to his office?” ask Mr. Haris.

“Pardon me in advance Sir, I still have a need. Come, assalamu’alaikum,” Anisa replied and rushed to the book lending place.

Since Mr. Haris came Anisa felt uncomfortable. Because he kept looking at Anisa. Unable to bear her gaze, Anisa decided to retreat first. Getting out of the library is more convenient. He tried to contact Farhan but there was no response at all. Where is the husband? Farhan's teaching schedule is ten. It is still 9 o'clock. Anita paused her intention to go to the office. He chose to go straight to Farhan's room.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” greet Anisa entering Farhan's room.

Lonely! That was the first impression as he entered the room. As if there were no signs of life at all. Where's husband. Feelings are not meeting today. He put a pile of books on Farhan's desk. Anisa tries to check the private room.

Huff! There should be no lawfulness. It turns out the owner is sleeping well. The TV wasn't turned off anyway.

“Mas?” call Anisa by stroking Farhan's hair. Even the ones that are glued at all.

“Why the hell?” farhan asked with his voice.

“Ngajar Mas,” Anisa replied. Farhan glanced towards the wall clock.

“Twenty more minutes,” said Farhan then closed his eyes again.

“Later Mas eyes seem to have finished sleeping you know if entering class,” said Anisa by stroking Farhan's face back. Farhan did not reply, only tightening his arms at Anisa. Finally Anisa was just silent in Farhan's arms. Ten minutes passed, and Anisa just blinked her eyes from earlier.

“Kok adek not bobok anyway?” ask Farhan.

“Soak no drowsiness Mas,” replied Anisa.

“Mandi yuk,” invite Farhan.

“No need ah! I want to watch ajah,” Anisa replied changing her position to lean on the headboard.

Indeed yes! If a man has a bath cepet abis. Just five minutes later, Farhan was ready in his teaching suit.

“Let's have a small meeting, not long. We go to the event venue Pak Haris from here aja ya?” ask Farhan. Anisa only nodded because she was focusing on reading books.

“Tvnya do not let idle dong Yaang.” Farhan.

“Every boss!” anisa answered immediately shut off the tv.

“Mas depart, assalamu’alaikum,” pamit Farhan. Not forgetting Anisa kissed her hand.

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Now Anisa and Farhan are getting ready to attend Pak Haris' engagement. Anisa started thinking about Mr. Haris's behavior earlier. Why is he stalking Anisa? Or is it just his feelings? Where he might be, while tonight he will make a proposal.

Valencia Hotels. The place the event took place. Anisa and Farhan immediately entered the building. On the seventh floor. It seems like the event is quite luxurious, the invited guests also look very much. It was seen that Mr. Haris approached Anisa and Farhan who had just arrived.

“Goodnight Mr. Farhan and Ms. Anisa, thank you for taking the time to attend our event,” welcome Mr. Haris.

“Good night back sir, we both said,” replied Farhan and Anisa just smiled.

“Can I meet your future wife Sir?” ask Anisa.

“Oh, can-can. Let me deliver,” he replied. They're walking towards the front. Near the event stage.

“This is my future wife,” he said by embracing a woman. How shocked Anisa and Farhan were,

“Buu, Graceful?” lirih Anisa's.

“Iya Anisa, it's been a long time since we met,” replied Bu Anggun then hugged Anisa.

“Ouh, I was surprised once. The soul mate is so surprising, ma'am, hahaha. Congratulations Bu Anggun and Mr. Haris for the engagement. Hopefully everything is smooth,” said Anisa.

“Aammiiiin, thank you Anisa,” she replied.

“Oh yes, where are your parents? I have never greeted them,” said Farhan.

“Emmm, sorry in advance sir, my parents are all dead. While the Anggun Parents are still abroad. Can not attend, there is a sudden event,” replied Mr. Haris.

“Innalillahi, I am sorry Sir,” said Farhan regretfully.

“Nothing, let me take you to the table of other university lecturers,” invite Mr. Haris.

It turned out that there were many teachers present. They sit and occasionally chat with each other so as not to get too bored waiting for the event to start.

“It can be yes Mas? Fiancee event not attended by parents from one party?” ask Anisa. He was very curious about this.

“Maybe there are other family members dear, besides this is not ijab qobul who must present Bu Anggun's father,” replied Anisa.

But still. It's an important event. It turns out there are still parents who can not attend the important way his son. Anisa's mind is still at war asking for clarity. What it asks for clarity. Haha.

Seriate....