My Choice of Woman

Episode 132

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“Mrs, do you have friends or friends?” Kinanti bowed her body in apology if there was an offending word. “Sorry if my question is very presumptuous.”

“The friend now?” Anneline shakes. “I used to have a lot of friends, maybe they've forgotten me. It's been six years that I've been surrounded by maids. That's it.” Anneline's face was embroidering a smile. He was hiding the sadness.

Back then? Six years alone? She's a woman with a treasure but unlike what I expected, she's lonely.

“You want what kind of weapon Kinan?” Anneline stared at the glass cabinet that contained many weapons.

Kinanti has not yet made her choice. He did not understand why in this city the ownership of weapons was legalized. “Is every rich man's house like this? Can't they pay the bodyguards to protect them?”

“Sometimes bodyguards can be spies. They will be more loyal if someone gives more money. Here, business becomes a dark profession, many company owners who do not want to join as allies will get a gift in the form of the death of relatives. Therefore many wives of company owners who must have at least martial arts or how to use weapons. So ... it's legal to kill someone in this town. The police will not know especially if the area has been cleared.” Anneline took a pause, she glanced again at the weapon she once had with her.

“All murder cases in rich families never revealed Kinan, all can be silenced with money.”

Is that so? It's terrible to be close to the rich.

Without realizing Kinani dissolved in the daydream of his thoughts on the woman who ruled this house.

“Nah Kinan!” Anneline exclaims disperse Kinanti's daydream. “Why not just that gun? I've used it, it's an awesome gun.”

Kinanti cast another glance, which was a black-gloved samurai that was laid upright. “Good samurai.”

“Don't that one, choose another weapon. The weapon only comes out if it is cleaned,” said Anneline.

Two women with a six-year age difference still stand in the glass cabinet of the weapon storage. Anneline unhesitatingly pulled Anneline's hand out revealing another weapon.

“Mrs .. shouldn't you keep my distance? Am I still a maid?” Kintanti warns of the limits. The madam was not supposed to be friends with a maid.

“I think, we can be friends in this house. I know I've been mean to you, but ... don't you want to be my friend, Kinan?” Anneline smiled, these days she was indeed different from Anneline who used to be cold-faced. He just wants to have a friend to complain.

“Good, Mistress.”

Today Kinanti made another friend. He remembered Farah who always did good anywhere. If Farah can be so forgiving, why can't she? He continued to train every day in the room. Every morning he would prepare breakfast for Naresh. At night he waited for the man to come home, although not infrequently he often fell asleep.

Naresh is a kind man, though living under one roof he does not do as he pleases. He lets Kinanti live with herself and never sleep in the same room. Naresh is glad his house is no longer empty. There are those who deliver his departure while working and there are those who welcome at night.

***

For several days now, Kinanti has not found the right weapon. There was a great depression on his face. Naresh who had come home from his job wanted to surprise Kinanti also undo his intentions.

“Why overcast?” ask Naresh who just got home.

“Contain?” Kinanti raised one of her eyebrows.

“Why are you moody?” Naresh explains the meaning of cloudiness. “I don't like you like that.” Naresh pinched Kinanti's cheek, he felt anxious with his little girl.

Naresh knew the heartbreak of Kinanti. He rushed to his room. Naresh returned with a box made of wood.

“This what Brother?” Kinanti approached Naresh. He was curious about the wooden box.

Naresh slowly opened the box. There was only a small silvery-white dagger. “This belongs to my family. More like my mother's. The weapons you saw in the glass cabinet all belong to the Nando.” family Naresh smiled and pulled out the silvery dagger.

“Don't be wrong, although this small enough to make pain. in the sheath there is poison, if scratched just a little it can not be defined pain,” he continued.

The first time that comes to mind Kinanti is a charming silvery color. The shape is small and simple, easy to tuck in clothes. “Beautiful bathe.”

***

A small bucket made of stanless steel contains ice cubes that have been smeared with salt to keep it from melting quickly. A bottle of champagne had been soaked in the bucket then opened the lid slowly. There is a technique to open a bottle of champagne full of this pleasure.

A distinctive sound from the pressure of the bottle sounds when opening the lid. The contents of the bottle were the liquid from the fermentation of the white wine. The color is slightly yellowish now filling the glass arch. Two red berries float when the yellowish liquid fills the glass, the foam does not want to miss.

Mrs Ferdinando chugged little by little to enjoy the champagne sari. The day he meets someone. He was very patient to wait because his guests were people who knew about Inspiration.

The sound of knocking on the door was heard, one of the maids opened the door and let a man enter his room.

“I've been waiting,” said Mrs Fernando.

“It looks like you are very eager to know this information, does Mr Fernando not mind there is a man entering his comfort room?” ask the man.

Lady Fernando tilted one corner of her lips. “My husband won't be angry if you enter my room. How is the information about Ilham?”

“Looks like you're very impatient, Mistress. Do I not allow champagne parties with you? Shouldn't the opening menu be before the main menu?” The man laughed in a mocking tone.

“Oh like that you want, fine!” Mrs Fernando gave the man a glass containing champagne with two floating red berries.

Not yet had the man picked up the glass, Mrs Fernando threw champagne water on the floor and dropped the glass. The glass broke into taper edges that could hurt anyone. Mrs Fernando took one piece of glass. With a quick movement he pointed the broken glass towards the man in front of him.

“Don't you think I'm not allowed to use a gun, you can be with me. Remember that! This piece of glass could hurt both your eyes if I wanted to do it.” Mrs Fernando's voice was filled with emphasis. The sudden mood was very gripping.

The man swallowed his saliva. He did not want to mess around with the woman in front of him anymore. “Sorry, Mistress.” The man bowed his body in apology.

Mrs Fernando dropped the glass off. Eating cold man yann in front of him. “Quick tell me about Ilham and his wife, if you want your life to be fine without defects in certain parts.”

The man nodded. He was paid for this. “Men named Ilham are in the City of Milepolis. He got married six months ago. Currently the cafeteria business already has a branch in Numa City. Now he lives in Puri Shinta Housing ..”

Unfinished the man spoke, Lady Fernando hurriedly interrupted him with another question. “Who is the wife's name from Ilham?”

“Name is Farah,” replied the man.

Oh ... The name of the woman who can replace my position is Farah.

“Either this is important or not, Kinanti's father works in a cafeteria located in Milepolis. Most likely Kinanti knows well who the woman named Farah was, and their age is the same,” continued the man.

Mrs Fernando thought more deeply about the information.

If Kinanti knows that damn woman, then she can take me to meet her. At least I can prepare a plan.

Mrs Fernando walked towards the table in the corner. He took the brown envelope stored in the desk drawer.

“It's pay for you, please go!” Mrs Fernando threw a brown envelope containing money.

The man looked down at the sign of leaving this room. Mrs Fernando poured her champagne again, the foam of the liquid quickly faded and she immediately drank it.

“Wait for me in Milepolis Farah. Don't be surprised if I take what I should have.”