My wife Little Child

Chapter 48

Dira walked to the benches along the campus corridor. Yes, after the public lecture that has been followed earlier, there is no longer a lecture schedule after. Dira glanced at his watch, at 11.30 WIB.

Hmmm, try ah phone Mas Fahri... Hopefully he can pick me up...

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum darling..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ma..."

"Why, honey?"

"Hmm, I just finished public college. Truss Abis is no longer scheduled for college. Mas Fahri can pick me up...?"

"It could be darling... Coincidentally, now we are resting. Just... papa khan if you come to Mas campus first? Hmm. because at 13.30 am I have to fill the lecture again... Fear if you go back and forth to the house first, the truss back to the campus Mas... You know yourself, Yank, these hours are already before lunch, surely the streets will be jammed. A lot of office staff are out looking for lunch..."

"Yes... Da... Dear... No papa... Count me to where my husband works. Kan all this time Dira also never squirm at all like what the hell look and shape of my husband's workplace tuh..."

Fahri smiled a little, "Yaudah if you wait in an ordinary place, Sweety... Pick it up there,"

"Okeeee Iyaaang."

Phone connection was cut off.

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The car that Fahri drove began to enter the campus gate that read "University of Surya Bangsa". 17 minutes ago the wife had been picked up at the campus. Incidentally, the distance of the Dira campus, with the campus where Fahri taught, is not too far away and still in one area, namely the Central Jakarta area.

From behind the windshield of her husband's car, Dira was amazed to look at the campus building where her husband worked. One of the Private Universities in Jakarta that already has A accreditation, it turns out to have a building that is no less magnificent and luxurious with the campus building where Dira lectures. Yes, no wonder anyway, because it has become an open secret that since long ago, the University of Solar Nation and Isaac Newton University was competing strictly in any case. Therefore, the two campuses are always competing to continue to improve the quality and quality of their respective campuses.

"Yuk down, dear." invite Fahri who turned out to have managed to park his car in the parking lot of Surya Bangsa campus.

Dira-pun down the car, then follow the steps Fahri toward the faculty building where Fahri worked, precisely at the Faculty of Social and Political Sciences (FISIP). Just for information, Fahri became a lecturer at the faculty, precisely teaching in the Business Administration Study Program.

"Honey, this is already in the sublime. Pray first yes, at the Mushola dalem Faculty. The place of prayer for girls and boys is separated," said Fahri.

Dira also nodded. And they walked together to the mosque in the FISIP faculty building.

After finishing the prayer, Fahri grabbed his wife's arm towards his room. Fahri's room is on the 3rd floor. And the Faculty building - which resembles the Mall itself - stands on a 6-story building with each elevator on each floor.

"Darling... with gini no papa, what...? Khan embarrassed me... Ntar diiatin Mas tenments, the same as the other Mas students.." said Dira risih.

Fahri remained indifferent to holding his wife to the elevator, "Ngapain shy dear... Everyone all of Mas's students, Mas students, even almost everyone in this faculty building, already know if Mas already married..." Fahri smiled a little.

The two of them started to enter the open elevator door. Fahri pressed the number 3 on the key board in the elevator.

"Ciye... Ciye... Mr. Fahri... Take Dedek Gemesh... Who is it, sir...? Niece, huh?" and sure enough, just as the elevator door opened and they stepped out, the students started to nosyly tease him.

"Ciye... Ciye... Mr. Fahri... Who is it, sir? Adeknya yes...? But how very friendly is it...?"

"Ciyeee... Mr. Fahri can. Where did ABG's son come from...?"

"Ckck, you guys are. I look that old, what? I am 27 years old, you know. So don't keep poking at me as if I were the same Om-Om ABG kid," Fahri pretended to glare at his nosy students.

Before long they heard their laughter while walking quickly away from the lecturer.

"Ck, what do you look like Mas kayak Om-Om, honey?" sulk Fahri while continuing to hold Dira's hand towards his room.

Dira giggled, "Emang Mas Fahri just realized, what?"

Kontan eyes Fahri glared, "Ck...! How do you follow them, honey...?"

"Haihihah... Forgive me, dear. Just kidding..." Dira brandished his two fingers to form 'V'.

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A little announcement againi Darling2 kuuh😍.

For my loyal readers, sorry if during the month of Ramadan, the author can not up date too many episodes per day.

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