
"Have eaten first, you'll have to tell me everything, when you're in town!" exclaims Sasmita's mother who has taken rice for Pak Sasmita.
"Yes Mom!" said Doctor Damar who then they ate with greed.
After the meal, doctor Damar told him about what had happened from his departure from the village, until he returned to his current home.
"It looks like you and son Anita are already paired, the proof is that you step up, finally meet too. So you should be quick to get married!" mother of Sasmita.
"I agree, too, Mom!" said Mr. Sasmita while reviewing his smile and looking at the doctor Damar.
Not felt Adhan praying isya reverberate, the two men again stepped foot into the mosque to perform Isya prayer'.
A few minutes later they had finished the Isya prayer and returned to their feet.
When they got home, they talked about what they were going to do tomorrow.
As the night wore on, they entered their rooms one by one and began to rest their bodies and minds.
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The next day the doctor Damar invited Anita to take care of all their needs for the smooth running of their marriage.
After everything was settled, the two paid their respective parents to return to the city to settle matters in the city.
For doctors Damar who is still working and Anita is also still in college.
The journey back to the city today feels faster until, perhaps because of their reduced burden.
And finally they arrived in the afternoon, after cleansing themselves and the Maghrib prayers, they ate together.
After eating doctors Damar and Anita reported what they had done while in their hometown.
"Alhamdulillah so far everything has been smooth, now you finish your work and study for the preparation of your wedding leave" suggested Miss Cintya.
"Yes ma." replied Anita and the same doctor Damar.
After the conversation was over, they prayed the prayer and after that they set foot into their respective rooms to rest.
Mr. Suroso and Ms. Cintya set foot into their room, Anita headed to her room and doctor Damar headed to the guest room she used to rest in.
The night is getting late and the house is getting quiet and quiet.
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The next day, after waking up, praying dawn and cleaning themselves up, they all gathered in the dining room for breakfast.
After everyone had gathered, they had breakfast with the meal that Aunt Ti had already served.
Then they stepped foot to the outside, how surprised they were when they found out about the existence of the Ujang mang who had stood by beside the car.
"Mang Ujang?" call Anita and the others who are shocked to see the appearance of mang Ujang the private driver of the Suroso master family
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen." greet Mang Ujang kindly.
"Good morning to you too!" reply to Mr. Suroso who represents his family.
"When did Ujang turn it around?" ask the curious lady of Cintya.
"Your lady, ma'af I didn't wake the madam and the lord. Aunt Tibyang opened the door for me." replied Mang Ujang politely.
"Oh, so it is! what about your wife and baby?" ask Miss Cintya who asked about the Ujang mang family.
"Alhamdulillah my son was born healthy as well as his mother mistress" said mang Ujang.
"Well, Alhamdulillah. What man is woman mang?" ask Anita who joined the tour.
"Neng men!" answer mang Ujang.
"It just so happened and fitting that Mang Ujang back here. There are additional important tasks that Ujang must perform!" exclaim Mr. Suroso.
"What task, sir?" ask Mang Ujang to his employer.
"I still don't understand, sir?" ask Mang Ujang who is still confused.
"Mang, Anita will tell me while on the road. Now let's go, get some lunch!" anita reminded me.
"Let's do our own thing!" exclaim doctor Damar.
"Yes" said Anita, and everyone headed to their cars.
Mr. Suroso and doctor Damar who got into their respective cars, then drove in the opposite direction to the Anita campus.
Lady Cintya temporarily joined Anita to the campus, and during the trip, Anita was busy explaining the reason her papa gave extra duties to the Ujang mang.
"Well, it turns out that Haikal's a psychopath or a Toxic uh I don't know what it is anyway he'll do everything he can to get what he wants. Hm....! I can't stand a man like that. Fearing that when we're off guard, he's gonna do something!" said Mang Ujang who thinks according to what he knows.
"Wuih, you can also argue that you are Ujang! he.he..he..!" said madam Cintya while chuckling.
"Yes, look-so I've also been to a school lady!" exclaimed mang Ujang while reviewing his smile.
"I know mang! but clearly we have to communicate with each other, the handpone should not be separated from your grasp!" exclaim Miss Cintya seriously.
"Good madam!" reply Mang Ujang who looked back towards the road.
"Yes ma!" anita answered, nodding her head.
Before long the car had entered the campus parking lot where Anita studied. After Mang ujang stopped the car, Anita and Miss Cintya immediately released their seat belts.
"Mang Ujang, mobile phone is! standby go on!" message lady Cintya to the driver.
"Yes Madam!" bangun Mang Ujang.
"Come Anita!" take Miss Cintya who has been out of the car and so is Anita.
"Yes ma!" reply Anita with exclaims.And the two set foot down the hallways of the campus.
"Anita, for a while you are alone first, mama wants a way to the lecturer room, to tell about your case" said Ms. Cintya who looked at Anita with a little review of her distinctive smile.
"Good ma!" reply Anita who then they separated, mistress Cintya who stepped foot into the lecturer room.
Meanwhile, Anita stepped foot into the Faculty building where she studied.
During his journey to the medical school building, many people were staring at Anita and they whispered to each other.
"What are they talking about?" asked Anita in her heart, but the girl tried to stay calm and didn't look at them.
"Ofraa!" call someone from his right side.
Anita looked for the source of the voice, and she saw the figure of Dilla half-running towards her.
"Dilla...!" call Anita who stops her steps.
"Anita, where have you been?" ask the curious Dilla.
"Oh, ma'af I didn't tell you first, if I had just returned home." replied Anita who was indeed she had just returned from the village.
"Well good, you can go home. I want to go home, but where? ha...he...ha..!" babble Dilla while laughing.
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