Oh My Lecturer (Remake )

Oh My Lecturer (Remake )
Chapters 77. Akhtar And Anissa


" Akhtar...". The young man turned his gaze to the owner of the voice who called out a name.


Anissa's eyes were round in disbelief as she looked at the man who was calling out the name of the Man before her.


The figure of the man who had just met and rejected her was already looking dashing with a uniform wrapped in a burly body.


The man in uniform is the son.


"Lho, Nissa, what are you doing here?. Where is Rahma's mom?. You didn't come home with your mother?".


Anissa smiled wryly, because of the man's question, which made her feel at attention.


"Mother has come home first Mr. Son". Anissa answered the son's question.


The call to the Son changed from Mas to Pak. Indeed, Anissa should have greeted him with Mr. Mas instead.


"Better you go home, this area is quite crime-prone". Putra Saying.


"Abang knows?". Akhtar asked Anissa.


"He's Anissa". Replied the Son, and Akhtar was oh ria.


Akhtar only knew the rumors about Anissa always chasing after Son, and only this time Akhtar saw Anissa directly.


That beauty was what Akhtar had in mind. But considering the way Anissa pursued Putra, made Akhtar change his mind.


"Beauty to Bang". Bisik Akhtar.


"Ck. Make it you". Men's Reply.


"Neither, ntar nyesel?". Akhtar's son gave a frown in annoyance, as the young man continuously teased him.


"Maybe it could be your soul mate". Putra Saying.


Akhtar just gushed softly, while rubbing the back of his neck.


"Where, is there a sign?". Akhtar shook his head. The son just sighed.


"Reverse aja gih. I want maghrib". This time Akhtar nodded in response to the Son's statement.


"If so, I go back first. You also go home Nissa, it's not good a woman already wants Maghrib still on the road". The son then left Akhtar and Anissa, after Anissa nodded slowly and Akhtar saluted.


"I'm first Mama". Akhtar then left Anissa.


But only a few steps Akhtar stepped, his movement stopped, when the end of his hoodie pulled from behind.


"sorry". Anissa muttered softly.


It turns out that the widow thinks it was the girl who pulled the end of Akhtar's hoodie. Akhtar turned his body to face Anissa.


"What's wrong, Mommy?". Ask Akhtar. Anissa looked nervous, the fingertips of her two palms squeezing each other tightly.


"What can I do, I'm coming with you home". Anissa replied, whispering a little.


"What's?". Akhtar shouted loudly at Anissa's reply. Some passersby looked to glance towards Akhtar in wonder.


The man clenched his palms to apologize.


Akhtar pulled the end of Anissa's sling bag to pull over on the side of the road.


"Astaghfirullah Ma'am. Do not ngadi mama. I don't know Ma'am, Mommy doesn't know me either". Akhtar said releasing the end of the sling bag that Anissa was wearing.


"Better I take Mbak home. I'm afraid that if Mbak comes with me, it will be a slander for both of us ". Akhtar explained to Anissa.


"But I don't want to go home. I'm afraid My Mom will get mad and slap me again". Anissa said in a clear tone.


"It's better to contact your parents, saying that Mbak will stay at the home of your friend Mbak. Later let me take Mbak to the house of friends Mbak". Akhtar.


"I don't have any friends". Said Anissa curiously. Akhtar again sighed.


"I'm sorry, I still can't bring Mbak to my place of residence, but if Mbak pleases, for tonight I'll take Mbak to my Om residence. Coincidentally Om I am married and there is also my Bude. Hows it?. Is Mama interested?. Tomorrow morning Insha Allah I will take Mbak home to Ma'am's house". Anissa nodded slowly agreeing to Akhtar's plan.


"Yes, then Ma'am come with me". Akhtar also stepped back in following Anissa who was tailing behind him.


"We ride this?". Anissa looked doubtful when she saw the trail bike that Akhtar was carrying.


"I brought her just this vehicle Ma'am". Akhtar.


"So come along or not. My house is not far from here". Akhtar.


Anissa looked confused when going on Akhtar's motorcycle. To sit straddling the difficult because it has to adjust to the clothes in his gamis wear. Even if you already use ********game, it will still make the widow feel that the girl is not comfortable.


"Sit on the side. Later just hold it in my backpack". Finally, after trying hard Anissa also managed to ride on the dirt bike owned by Akhtar. Fortunately Akhtar always carry a spare helmet, because Ardi often hitchhiking his motorcycle. But that was before the man got married and cornered her.


Ten minutes later they arrived at the parking lot of an apartment. Akhtar invites Anissa to go to Ardi's apartment unit.


As usual before this maghrib, Umi Risma has finished making dinner. Because after the Maghrib until after Isya Umi Risma, Ardi also Riska will spend more time studying religious issues in a space that is specifically for prayer.


Tong Ting


Akhtar pressed the bell on the left side of the door of the Ardi apartment unit.


Meanwhile, in the Ardi unit is currently crowded by friends of the wife's friends who are gathering to do the tasks given by Bagas on campus.


While the taskmaster seemed to be busy discussing the matter of the Riska family which has now entered the stage of the trial with Ardi and also the Son. Don't forget Juwono with an alibi to deliver the wife, the man was the end of his conversation with Bagas.


"Let me open it". Reina pointed herself to open the door of the apartment unit, because her position was not far from the door.


Chequelek


The door opened showing Akhtar standing in front of the apartment unit while folding his hands to the chest.


"Lolet's very much opening the door". Reina spontaneously shook Akhtar's forehead when the man opened his mouth.


"People say hello, not even mengedumel". Said Reina did not lose the sewot.


"Assalamu'alaikum". Greetings Akhtar with a tinge.


"Girishama". Reply Reina greetings no less ketus.


"Who's Rein?". Tanya Riska who finally approached Reina.


"Nephew Lo". Reina answered and passed away, and the door was replaced by Riska.


"Tumben Lo Tar cabinets?". Akhtar snorted annoyedly at Riska's question.


"Who are you here with?". Riska looked at Anissa who was in the back. His tiny body was indeed covered by Akhtar's body, so Riska only saw a piece of clothes that Anissa was wearing.


"Lho, Miss Nissa".


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