Lecturer & Rector
A Seksegar Sekesjak Tak

Farhan POV's

"Assalamu'alaikum," Sapaku. Beyond my predictions. I arrived home after Maghrib. Even I was praying Maghrib in the mosque towards home.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered someone from within.

It was Anisa who opened the door. My reliable smile that had been platinum-leveled was already perched automatically on my face. Shame on! Just a quick smile in return. After kissing my hand and taking my briefcase he immediately left me.

He talked sweetly on the phone this afternoon. Why is it sour again? I just made mlongo. I just want to follow him from behind. It turned out that everyone was gathered in the family room.

"Just come home Han?" Tanya Mbah Kakung's.

"Yes Mbah, there were students asking for thesis guidance as well" I replied as I greeted those who were there.

"Miss? You get dinner for your husband, yes" Umi said.

"Definitely know Mi, yes unless it's a lash." Ical Sahut.

Just goofing my mouth. Ask in the duct tape.

"Who's craving?" Ask Abi spontaneously.

"Don't know what Bi is," replied Ical with a glance at me. I'm lasing it with a plot.

"Sir Ical mah ngawur!" Answer Anisa. Then go upstairs.

"I go upstairs first" Pamitku.

"Yes Han" replied Abi. And the others with a nod.

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Farhan's dressing gown has been neatly arranged on the bed. Anisa chose a black dress with moca cloth pants.

"Thank you, my dear" said Farhan.

Unanswered, Anisa left Farhan out of the room.

Huuffa... Only a frustrated gasp of breath could Farhan curve at this moment. His intention was to invite dinner outside as well as explain sitting problems, uh even he went home to the afternoon. Of course Anisa's already having dinner.

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Just now Farhan finished his bath, though,

Cklek! Anisa came back with a tray of food on it. Put it on the sofa table in her room. Once again Anisa was about to come out,

"Yes who? Yes, Temenin Mas?" Pinta Farhan's.

Anisa nodded and sat down on the sofa. Farhan followed beside him.

"Well eat?" Ask Farhan. Think of being Anisa's current handler. Is it the trand again?

The twang between the spoon and the plate now decorates the atmosphere of the room. Farhan was eating while looking at his smiling wife while looking at her dress.

"What about that smile?" Ask Farhan.

No word from his interlocutor. Anger began to envelop Farhan's heart. The device of Anisa.

Whaaat! The wife was watching IG live another man in front of her own husband.

"What's this?" Farhan asked after putting down the plate.

"Hp" Anisa replied.

Clever. Aye, right. The one Farhan was pointing at was hp.

"Yeah, I know this hp. But what are you watching? Gini, how do you reply? You let Mas go by showing off again see another guy?" Farhan asked demanding Anisa's explanation.

"What the hell is Mas?" Anisa tried to grab her hand.

"Wait around! You don't want to listen to my explanation. So you plan to pay Mas a reply by watching other men too?" Farhan Resolute.

"What the hell! It's up to you!" Anisa leaves Farhan alone.

"Gara-gara elu! Caves add marahan same bini cave!" Farhan berated a guy who was answering comments on his IG live. Turned off and soon he was looking for Anisa out.

"Cal's? Where's anisa?" Farhan asked Brother Ical who happened to be out of the room.

"Sheek?" Answer Sister Ical.

Faisal turned to the living room but Anisa was not found there. Waitaminute! Aiys is also absent. That means Anisa's in her room.

"You're smart Farhan" Farhan murmured.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Farhan slowly knocked on the door of his sister-in-law's room.

Cklek!

Ma'am Aiys pulled Farhan's hand towards the cat room.

"Are you here anyway, Mommy?"Ask Farhan.

"Syuuutt, slow down" Whispered Sister Aiys.

"Eh! You want to rape me!" Shouted Farhan.

"Babo! How can you be appointed rector? No one is smarter?" Ma'am Aiys sued Farhan's head.

"What do you want to ask?" Connect Brother Aisy.

"Who is this?" To the point Farhan asked for a screenshot he took on Anisa's phone.

"You don't know?" Aisy asked back.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have asked the other side" replied Farhan.

"Yes yes, yes! This is Kyai's son" Aisy said.

"Ngapain Anisa live IG is the same as her?"

"This is Farhan. His name is Gus Makhrus. He's from lirboyo. Anisa has always been very close to her. That's it. There's nothing else. Just ngefans. Maybe if asked to choose between you and Gus Mahrus, Anisa will choose Gus Mahrus," said Aisy.

"Don't be reckless, ma'am, with me kaliii. Yes, I want to see Anisa, " replied Farhan.

"Don't first. Anisa still wants me. Later I'll finish isya' you persuade again,” said Mbak Aisy.

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The initial plan was to talk four eyes with the wife, even invited Mbak Kakung and Abi to play chess. Finally Farhan complied with Mbak Kakung's request first.

"It's 10 ege! He said he wanted to persuade Adek cave?" Whisper Brother Ical who also played.

"Farhan to the room first, Kek, Abi?" Pamit Farhan's.

How surprised he was when it was once a night to talk about his problems.

Cklek! Slowly Farhan came in. The face of the ayu had been sleeping gracefully on the bed. After cleaning up Farhan immediately followed his wife. Hugged tightly mumpung the owner of the body is asleep.

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"Emmhhh, ssshhh," in the silence of the night a man groaned around his belly.

Farhan who was aware of the movement in his arms immediately woke up.

"It hurts again?" Lirih Farhan's. Think of weak as the signal of the interlocutor.

He hugged her again while distancing Anisa's hand which pressed against her stomach. Slowly Farhan put his hand to touch the delicate skin and stroked it. Routine when the wife comes to the moon.

Seriate....

Docked to the new novel Lhu-Lhu gaeessss