Lecturer & Rector

Lecturer & Rector
Cajolery 1


The rush of footsteps echoed in the corridors of a University building. No matter the look of everyone who comes across it. All he thought about was meeting the heart immediately.


Who really designed this campus? Very tall building. The elevator is one. Each room is also very large.Slow the distance Farhan foot only.


Finally, I arrived at Anisa's class.


"I'm sorry sir, our class is at Father's hour" said one of the students approaching Farhan.


"Oh yes! You guys continue the self-presentation. Make a report for me. Take it in my room, "Farhan replied and then went to Anisa's class.


Zonk up! Doesn't look like a sweet ayu from his wife here. Only the students who are focused on working on the problem sheet. Their views were now on the Rector who suddenly entered.


"Emm, sorry to interrupt the timing. I just wanted to ask, where is Anisa's mom?" Farhan asked with a slight hesitation.


"Have come out of it sir, he said he was not feeling well. So, just give an assignment," replied one of the students from the class.


"Thank you yes. Excuse me," replied Farhan.


He immediately came out and ran down from the tall building. No matter if he is now a spectacle of students, which he thinks only soon to the mansion and meet Anisa.


Leaving the seven-story building, he had to pass through the pedestrian that is the vast Masyaallah, volleyball court, to the SME room to shorten the time to immediately arrive at the parking lot.


He's conscious. Consciously aware if it becomes a spectacle. He was sure that his father would come to his trial. Let him explain it to Dad.


Jombang area which is now monitored smoothly, making Farhan a little relieved. That way, he would quickly reach the mansion. The car split the streets that tend to be quiet with extra speed. Farhan chose the path without encountering a traffic ghost. Who else if not the Police?


In fact, meeting the police is more terrible than the rough-face Mbak. I dare not call it Akoooh. The horror of traffic is.


"The spout opens Mang!" Shouted Farhan. The guard of gerbamg was dumbfounded. Just this time Farhan shouted with anger at his crown.


THE CLUCK!


Farhan barged into the mansion without any further ado. Dad stopped her from going upstairs.


"Well, Dad? The pliiss! Farhan please. Farhan must meet Anisa first. Farhan will clear everything." Farhan cupped his hands together.


"Anisa is not in this mansion," replied the Mother suddenly.


Without replying to anything, Farhan immediately came out again. Close the car door violently and immediately drive the car.


Mang Tono who was in charge immediately opened the towering iron fence. I don't want to be sprayed a second time.


The actual distance takes 10 minutes, this time Farhan is taken in half.


"For Mang Darma" Sapa Farhan.


"For Den, would you like to pick up Si Eneng huh?" Ask Mang Darma.


"Yes Mang,"


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"Assalamualaikum" Sapa Farhan entered the house because it was open.


"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered Umi approaching Farhan.


"Anisa's in the room!" Connect Umi while pointing up.


Farhan smiled and immediately ran upstairs. Looks like Anisa didn't tell her heartbreak. Or did Umi deliberately give Farhan a chance to solve his problem? Behold it!


Geck! Geck! Geck!


Slowly the sturdy wooden door was knocked by Farhan.


"Lake Mi!" Shouted the owner from within.


With hesitation, the silver-colored iron algae rotated. Seen the owner of a slender body with beautiful hair is looking at the beautiful nature behind the glass wall.


Slowly footsteps approached the owner of that body. Oh no! It turned out that he placed a tray of water, pieces of fruit, and juz on the nightstand behind Anisa. Umi had given the tray to Farhan earlier.


Grep's!


Farhan hugged Anisa from behind. Very closely. Sontak made the empu shocked.


"Please, listen to Mas Yaang's explanation. Please," Lirih Farhan.


There is no word from Anisa. Except for a heavy breath from him. Waitaminute! Farhan was listening to something.


Dag dig dug from Anisa. Farhan could feel. Anisa is currently droodooking. It was like Farhan's voice wanted to surge out laughing at Anisa. But not brave. Afraid that they will get angry.


"Aahhhh! How am I supposed to be gini? I really want to turn back. Tear prestige!" Inner Anisa.


"Yes?" Lirih Farhan again. Farhan brought his face closer to the niche of Anisa's neck.


The cup! The kiss landed there.


Plaque!


One toyoran in return.


"Astaghfiullah! How is KDRT Yaang?" Farhan complained by wiping his jidat. Automatic his embrace slipped.


"What! Why is! Want to go to the police? Monggos! Please!" Ketus Anisa's.


"Eh, that's not my dear. How could Mas have reported to the police," replied Farhan gently. Slowly going forward was about to erode the distance between her and Anisa.


The ones that were scraped away left. Anisa chose to sit on the sofa.


Farhan POV's


If again PMS is very sensitive dah bini cave. Pack this way ape againii.


"Yeah, I made you a banana lhoo juz. Same as an apple," I said to take a tray.


"Why? Want to make a diet? Change rice with banana? Fat grandpa? That's why I play sosor-sosoran with people," he replied.


Guaaa is wrong! This is Umi's work. I put it again on the nightstand.


I approached her and grabbed her right by her neck.


He turned his face away when my face was right next to him.


The cup! Kapoks! I kissed you. Ha's? Face red. Hahaha, I love it! The doraeeemooon!


"We got ice cream yuk?" Invite me to keep looking at him. I'm sure he's nervous. Haha.


"Yes, come on. I'll wear a hijab first!". At last... He immediately let go of my embrace. I can feel his heart beating fast.


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"Where are you going?" Ask Ma'am Aisy who's holding her child. Looks like she's gonna put that baby girl to bed.


I took the opportunity to embrace Anisa's shoulder. He seemed to be pulling over but holding her back.


"You take a walk, Ma'am" I replied. Why would I prefer to call Ma'am than Brother. Even though Umi always scolds me for calling Brother.


Same with Faisal. When it's just the two of me I prefer to call his name. Fear sins? Sure was! Sin why? Yes, because it's rude! What am I, a sin? Won't she? As long as the so-called are not offended, I will be free from that sin. Haha.


Confuse you readers with my heart. Kapoks! I'm happy hahahaha.


"So why are you pouting?" Aisy's mother had to put on Anisa's arm.


"Take Mbak's ice cream, I just want to jump now," Again I answer. A plot from my dear.


"Yes there, my angel is broken" Aisy said as she entered her room.


Seriate....


Sorry about gaesss. Again Lhu-Lhu says. Lhu-Lhu is having an event. Aqiqohan in the bibik. Be helpful.....


**Lhu-Lhu is indeed so Rek, uncertain when Up.


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If the night of his intention mo nulis, uh even sleepy. Just got 6 paragraphs to clear! Scorch it! 😴


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