Lecturer & Rector
Dampened

Tuliluut, tukiluut, tukiluuut.

Think of it as Gaess' phone. It was the sound that woke Anisa up. Farhan's hand was still settled on his smooth stomach. With eyes closed.

"Who's on the phone?" Mumbled.

The device is above the nightstand. Fortunately, his stomach was not wrapped like that. New number's?

Doubt between lifting or not. Anisa was afraid, what if it was a hypnotic number like the gossip of the arisan mothers next door? But he is also afraid if it turns out that it is a bude number or other family that is not stored? What if urgent?

"Assalamu'alaikum" Anisa replied. Fear and warning not to wake the husband.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Nis, this is Cipto's cave. Lo check WA huh? The cave wants to show you something. Oh yea! The cave asks for your number from Lhu-lhu. By! So ajah. Assalamu'alaikum, "The answer is long x wide and immediately turn it off.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," Anisa replied after being cut off.

Auto open what*app. There is a 30-minute video. Seeing the duration alone has made the eyes bristling. Males wants to see. The wall clock shows at 4 a.m.

"Mass? To Faridz?" Anisa rubbed Farhan's hand.

"Hmmm,"

"Tahajud?" Ask.

"He'em" answered Farhan. Then move on to the bathroom. While waiting for Farhan, Anisa watched the video sent by Cipto.

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Seen there the atmosphere of Cipto office space that is quiet quiet there is no life. Until finally came 4 humans. Cipto, Farhan, Nina, and one more man. They seemed to be seriously discussing something radiating from the laptop monitor screen before them. Until a man says goodbye. Cipto who went from the room to where. The important thing is invisible cctv. Then Nina said goodbye while carrying the laptop. Stay Mr. Rector who seemed to yawn finally lay down and fell asleep.

The deg! Anisa's heart started to rumble. She has suudzon on her own husband. What then? Where did the stain come from? Or maybe they met outside the room?

"Yes?" Farhan's call breaks Anisa's daydream.

"Eh! Iyy-iya Mas?" Ask Anisa.

"Why? Kok. Watch what?" Ask Farhan.

"Emmm," Anisa drew Farhan's hands together. Look at the position facing each other between the two.

"Sorry Anisa. Anisa's already su'udzon the same Mas. Anisa's already presumptuous," She looked down.

"Shuut, what the hell is that talking? Su'udzon what?" Ask Farhan.

Anisa gave her gift to Farhan.

"Do you still need an explanation for lipstick?" Ask Farhan. Anisa nodded.

"Huuftt, that's lipstick, '" replied Farhan.

Uhuk! Uhuk!

Spontaneous Anisa chokes.

"Can't you?" Ask Anisa.

Flashbacks

That night after preparing food Anisa clean, bathe, and prepare prayers maghrib.

On a whim he dressed completely. If usually he just dressed up as a natural as possible, now he is dressing up with real makeup. About this kayak lhooo:

"Maybe if you dance like this, Mas Faridz will mince his mouth," he murmured.

Anisa waits with occasional social media scrolls. Half an hour, one hour, two hours. There's no sign. Until the food order arrives. Tan knows who it was from. Until Anisa falls asleep.

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Farhan saw the grooming of the Wife. Although she had been asleep for a long time, her face was still beautiful especially with a touch of red lipstick.

But that feeling changed instantly. Feelings of pain, sadness, guilt occupied most of the recesses of his heart.

Anisa's carrying her to their room. Anisa tightened her embrace on Farhan's neck. Until!

"Yeahhh! Adek mah makai lipstick 7 layers. Until it breaks in the shirt. Where the clothes are white again" he murmured.

Flashback off

"So, it's Adek's?" Ask Anisa.

"Yes" answered Farhan softly.

Farhan's hand was thrown down and Farhan's back. His head is inside. The shame! Sure was! Jealousy comes from his own actions. Farhan hugged Anisa tightly.

"You're excited if you're ashamed of this, again" whispered Farhan.

"Bath first Mas," said Anisa and rushed to the bathroom.

Farhan's laughter broke out at his wife's behavior. Just explaining the misunderstanding should take a long time. Of course Farhan was happy. It's nice that Anisa can be jealous. This time the wife was jealous. I don't know if ever before, even if it's covered. For sure, this time was quite real for Farhan. That's the sign, Anisa loves him very much. Eeeaaack!!!

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Morning dew wave accompanied by a glimmer of snow-baked drip that began to descend decorate the scope of the city area slide a little to the village in the Jombang region. Adding to the beauty of the blend between the magnificent city with the countryside.

There are still many here Pak Tani who flocked to their respective gardens or rice fields. Even in the residential area of Abi and Dad, not all of them are flat businessmen or office workers. There mingle with each other without distinguishing any type of it. Right behind Abi's house has also spread rice fields that are hectares of breadth belonging to the surrounding residents.

Usually cool mornings like this, Abi was enjoying the atmosphere of the back garden with a warm chat or just a greeting to the farmers there.

Not for the moment. Abi sat sweetly waiting for Umi who was cooking. Occasionally, it sounds like Abi's chattering. Welcomed with Umi's laughter.

While in room two lovebirds who had a dispute, it looks Anisa is ironing the husband's clothes. Accompanied by Mr. Husband who was checking his company.

"Honey, the day after we go on pilgrimage, you know" said Farhan.

"Ha! Really? How much cepet huh? If so, we have to buy Mas equipment" replied Anisa.

"He'em, we're shopping tomorrow. Mumpung tomorrowblibur too," continued Farhan.

"Bath first. Then we go to college. Mas must check the preparation for the day after tomorrow," said Farhan.

"Kink,". Whine the cat.

"Ready Princess!" The answer.

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Oh yea! By the way, which two Anisa cats are you? Does anyone remember where they are? Ha! Is there a yaaa? Hehehe

Seriate....

Sorry gaesss, it looks like Lhu-Lhu can be up once every 2 days! But I don't know either! Depends on his spare time. 🙏🙏🙏🙏