My Choice of Woman

Episode 134

Yuk pencet like first, give a rating of 5 stars and vote seikhlasnya yes .. therefore as a form of your appreciation to the author

If there is anything you want to ask, criticism and suggestions please write in the comments field

Do not forget to favorite this novel so that you do not miss the notification when this novel UPDATES.

Thank you

Warm Greetings, Greetings,

Ilamy Harsa🍀's

Happy imagination

_________

The box object called the phone rang on the table. Ilham shifted his gaze which was originally busy reading the cloth made by Akmal. He picked up his phone and tapped on his screen and answered the message.

“Assalamu’alaikum ..” Inspiration who knows who is calling instantly keeps the box out of his ear.

“Good morning Inspiration!! There will be a meeting at lunchtime! Don't forget yes!” the sound from the phone was louder despite not activating the loudspeaker feature.

“Must be in lunch hour huh?” Inspiration actually does not like the fiery behavior typical of Francis Adit.

“Iya! You must come, because ten more days the event will begin. May not back down from what we hoped.”

Inspiration sees her schedule for today. He knew that at lunchtime, he had to drive Farah to shop.

“If the meeting is delayed how? Looks like I have another job.” Inspiration seeks to negotiate time.

“Do you want to know what my answer is?” Adit took a pause with the aim of making Ilham more curious. “The answer cannot be, so you must attend yes ... thank you!”

Adit turned off his phone. Now the burden of the mind of Inspiration increases by one more. He massaged his slightly dizzy forehead. He grumbled because the lunch hour that should be for Farah turned out to be taken away by the meeting event that will be held ten days more.

“Looks like I should call Farah.” Ilham tapped back on his phone screen, looking for Farah's name. His fingers were very shrewd and seemed to know which one to touch. Inspiration stuck his phone to his ear.

He waited for some time until Farah answered a phone call from him. “Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullah wabarakatuh, Mas.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullah wabarakatuh, Darling. If later buy some paper late afternoon or evening can? You see this afternoon Mas there is a meeting with friends discussing about the event to be held, so ..”.

“It's okay Mas, I leave alone,” Farah said by phone.

“Only? Ms. Tin told me to come.” Ilham was actually worried if his wife went alone. Already a few months after the incident with Ray, Ilham always deliver Farah anywhere. If he can't he will ask Bu Tin to accompany him.

“Mas, I feel sorry for Ms. Tin who is getting old. No need to worry, I can shop by myself.”

“How about Akmal deliver you? I'll tell him to pick you up at home.” Ilham. He still could not bear to let Farah shop alone.

“No need, Brother Akmal is married, I feel bad with Mbak Rahma. If Mas Ilham can't deliver me it's okay.” Farah starts sulking, she insists on going alone.

Inspiration knows very well that if his wife is very stubborn, she will not obey immediately.

“By ya Mas, anyway should be able to!” yell Farah across there.

A heavy choice.

Ilham felt guilty for his excessive worry. He was very afraid that Ray would want his wife. Whatever the circumstances Farah has remains a responsibility that cannot be ignored. For months Farah was only at home, sometimes making Ilham feel deprived of his freedom.

Hope you're okay, honey.

***

For the first time Farah was able to get out of the house alone. His heart was very happy, for a long time he did not feel the bus ride alone, shopping alone. The fence of the house has been closed, this time she wears her favorite blue color match with the color of her hijab decorated with small white lace on the edge. She also carried a black pouch bought by her husband.

“Bismillah.” Farah stepped towards the bus stop that was near her residential gate. He had to travel a distance of 200 meters to get to the destination. About fifteen minutes of walking, now he arrived at the stop which he thought was very memorable. The stop where he once knew Ray.

“Why I remember Ray ...” Farah could not stop thinking with the contents of her head suddenly remembered something that she should not remember. He chose to ignore it and wait for corridor 1A bus that will pass the mall.

How are you, Ray? Are we still friends? You're actually good, just the way you avenged our fateful wrongful encounter.

Someone who wears black. He doesn't look like a man or a woman. His face was covered in a cloth mask and was watching Farah from across the street. “Turns out this is a good time,” his gum. He took the phone out of his pants pocket.

The city bus with the inscription on the 2A sign stopped at the stop where Farah was sitting waiting. He got on the bus and chose to sit by the door, his favorite spot. The bus is heading towards its destination.

***

The box thing trembled briefly, Ray immediately picked up and looked at the screen. There's a message coming in. He quickly tapped on his phone screen for a second as the message was displayed. Ray read the short message.

He was traveling alone without supervision.

The corner of his lips instantly raised a smile. The day that awaited has arrived, for Ray this is a very precious opportunity. He replied to the message to immediately follow his hunt.

“You're like a princess running from your safe haven. But you never realized if there are many villains like in the fairy tale book to take what he likes.”

Ray got up from his seat and walked away from his space. He had to hurry to find the position of the woman. “You'll be with me again, my flower.”

Ray can indeed wait for Farah to be allowed out of the house. All this time he was always watching Farah even in his house. He also knew, Ilham was not that young to let go of his wife, he always drove his wife wherever Farah went. This is a scourge for Ray. But not with today, he must succeed in the plan that he has arranged with patience. Ray also has readiness if at any time that time has arrived.

“In the meantime I'll say hello to my flowers.”

***

Ilham had to leave to attend a meeting that took place at Adit's coffee shop. He handed over his shop business to Akmal. This time his mind was not calm, no matter what wind attacked him. Adit's coffee shop is located north of Milepolis. It was near his coffee farm. The journey takes about twenty-five minutes.

Ilham arrived at Adit's coffee shop. When he opened the store door, the smell of coffee was very delicious. This may be called the paradise of coffee lovers. The handsome-faced barista became its own dance power so that not infrequently visitors in this coffee shop are on average women. This coffee shop is the same as a cafe in general. In addition to selling coffee, they also sell various dishes and desserts.

Adit who was holding the cash register stopped his work when he saw Ilham had just entered his shop. He smiled kindly greeting Ilham.

“I don't think you're coming,” said Adit. He handed over the position of the cash register to other employees.

Deg

Deg

Deg

Pain radiating in the left chest Ilham. As soon as he held his chest, Ilham recalled about this pain while in Zen City.

It feels exactly the same! Is Farah in danger?