Bismillah I Chose You

Part 20 | Explanation II

Continued from previous chapter!

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"Don't put too much emphasis on emotions and self-esteem, because if those two things happen out of control it could worsen the situation and condition."

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Farhan blinked his eyes slowly as the dizziness in his head began to feel. His eyes widened as he woke up on an unknown bed, not to mention when he saw the clang of a clock that had shown at two in the morning. He has to go home now, his wife must be waiting because he has no news at all.

The sound of the door opening along with the appearance of the woman that made Farhan back up. "It's waking up apparently. It seems like you are very comfortable sleeping there," he said in a tone of voice that made anyone sick of hearing it.

"Surge! I want to go home!" Intentionally Farhan nudged the slightly rough shoulder of the woman who was in the doorway.

Farhan walked a little staggered because his head was still a little dizzy, the effect of the anesthetic that had been injected on his body was like an overdose. But he did not want to linger anymore trapped in the tiger cage. Quickly his feet stepped outside and got into the car. For a moment he just fell silent feeling the missing dizzy popping up in his head. However, the sound of the car door opening and closing again made Farhan glance towards the side of the wheel.

"Well, did you get in my car?" yang Farhan exclaimed with emotions that were already in ubun-ubun.

"Yes come with you, he said he would take me to walk and give me a surprise," he said casually while putting on a seat belt.

Farhan groaned holding back the growl at the ignorant creature beside him. "Loe's crazy! Downhill!" With no sin Sarah ignored Farhan and just slightly closed her eyes comfortably.

Farhan cursed violently, without a second thought he started driving his car, and planned to leave the snake woman by the roadside. The phone rang loudly, the wife's name was on it. He tried to grab the phone that was on the dashboard, but moved his hand quickly losing to Sarah.

"Oh, your wife turned out. It seems that if I play around a little with him exciting," he said with a mischievous grin that made Farhan panic not overbearing.

He knew very well that Sarah had never played around with his words, he had to grab her phone before Sarah returned to throwing a tantrum, and further mellowing her troubles.

"Reverse my hp!" firmly Farhan with one hand driving and another hand trying to reach the device that is in the hands of Sarah.

"You want this?" he lifted the phone up high. Farhan reflexively turned his eyes to Sarah. Farhan's focus is torn between driving and taking over the smart thing.

"Loe don't mess with me, Sarah!" hiss Farhan was filled with a tone of threat. Sarah grieving. "Take it if you can," he said underestimating.

Farhan, who felt his pride being lowered, thoughtlessly leaned slightly to the side, looking sharply at Sarah's bead, one hand used to drive, and one, the other one was used to pick up the cell phone.

He smiled as he looked at Sarah's nervous face, and so easily he picked up his goal. However, his smile instantly turned tense as he saw a car in front of him speeding so fast. With a quick move his hand slammed the steering wheel until it hit the road divider, which caused the front of his car to shuffle irregularly. Smoke was seen coming out of the car, Farhan was unconscious with his head bowed to the steering wheel. Fresh blood was pouring down his forehead. While Sarah was not much different from Farhan, the condition of the woman was worse.

Shandra remained silent without comment. Her husband always put forward emotions and can not think long when it comes to reputation and self-esteem, even if it is only limited in cyberspace. Though if the husband can just a little dampen emotions and able to think clearly, the photo can easily be re-deleted, and do not need to make a silly plan that eventually makes the problem more runny.

But to be honest his brain still could not trust with all his heart. There was still one question lodged in his mind. Who was the father of the baby Sarah was born with?

"Shan," called him because he didn't get a response. Shandra only glanced at him, then looked back deeply.

A heavy sigh was heard coming out of Shandra's thin lips. "Who's the father of the child Sarah was born with?" The question she gave to her husband, without even looking at the face of the husband in front of her.

Farhan had guessed that was what his older wife would question. Exhaling slowly before saying, "Gue doesn't know. But I swear to God it's not my son. I'm a playboy but I still know the limits and it's impossible to do that rich dirty thing. I'm insyaf, seriously." Shandra looked up and looked at her husband's eyes. She could see clearly that her husband was telling the truth and not lying, it made her heart a little relieved.

"Gue never lies, Shan. Believe me," he said with conviction. Shandra snorted and stared fiercely at her husband. What did he say, never lie? Shandra needs to remind her that Farhan once lied to her. And also do not forget when Farhan sinlessly bullied Fatimah, who incidentally was the biological mother of the man.

"Yes I believe. But next time don't act like that again. Every problem can be discussed well. Be mature and control your emotions," the breakup is still in the flagship flat-face mode.

"Gue won't be emotional if he doesn't lure me first, Shandra," said Farhan.

"It's up to you" he said lazily arguing. Just like her husband, the important thing is that he reminded her.

"It has to be mature, but in fact you are just as rich as me. Can't think long and easy to conclude," murmured Farhan who made Shandra look sharp.

"What do you mean?"

Farhan snorted violently. "Loe ran away for days, kept suddenly I got a divorce warrant. Is that what you call an adult?"

Shandra folded her hands in front of her chest, staring fixedly at her husband's annoying face. "You started it all. I just follow the path you create," he replied no less fierce. Farhan was good at blaming himself.

Farhan raised his eyebrows with a mysterious smile that made Shandra both sick and annoyed. "Say you're jealous because you know I'm the ex-boyfriend again" she said in a disgusting voice.

Shandra got up from her seat with a hunting breath like she had done a marathon run. Since then, he has just sat down without doing any activities. "I went home" he said, walking quickly outside the room.

Farhan smiled happily at the back of his wife who had already disappeared from sight. "Sooner or later I will be sure if I can make you fall in love" he murmured with a high level of confidence. Who would resist the charm of a handsome, established man like himself.

Realizing the words that were already fretting quickly he shook his head. "So. No way I'm interested in a girl model robot rich Shandra. No way!"

▪To be continue▪