My Choice of Woman

Episode 135's

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The bus is still on a special line. Farah was busy reading again the grocery list, she was afraid if anyone forgot to buy. In addition, he felt happy because he could ride this bus again the same as when working in a tavern.

I miss working at Mas Ilham's shop.

Buses go slow because they have to stop at a stop several times to pick up passengers or drop off passengers. Even so he felt happy and enjoyed the walk this time. At stop 171, a man dressed in all black - a hat, long-sleeved shirt and cloth pants - all black entered the bus. He chose to stand up and hold the grip handle.

The man's figure caught Farah's attention. He looked at the man without blinking. The classic game of the universe begins, their pair of eyes meet. Farah felt she had found a pair of eyes. The clear eyes. Suddenly he felt deja vu, he tried to remember how he had felt this before. The harder Farah remembered, the more undiscovered she was.

Buses stop at a stop near the largest shopping mall in Milepolis City. Farah and several other passengers were down. Now he had forgotten about where he found the taste he had once felt replaced with a shopping plan. She soon celebrated her own shopping.

Farah entered the shopping center and immediately took a shopping trolley. The first goal is stationery or stationery equipment. He bought some colorful paper with good quality. Farah's smiling face expands beautifully when looking at the paper with a bright color, it is suitable for the material of making flower crafts.

The figure of a man all black also entered the stationery. He did not want his view of Farah to disappear without a trace. This stationery place is very quiet because there are not many visitors to shop for stationery needs.

Patience, this place is too quiet to plan action. I need to be a little more patient

Farah passed away to another place that provided basic necessities. The black man followed him too. He kept the distance between the women, so that there was no mutual suspicion of visitors passing by.

Just like the observation of the all-black man, Farah did not have high vigilance. He did not feel suspicious at all if from Stop 171 until this shopping center had been followed. His heart was too happy to celebrate this joy.

Farah now stops on a long shelf that provides toiletries products. He picked up some of the soap he used to buy with the scent of flowers. Her husband's favorite scent, Ilham. Farah pushed the shopping trolley and stopped at a shelf filled with laundry soap. He took as many as two packs with the size of a jumbo.

Farah went back to check the shopping notes she wrote in the booklet. He read while pushing the trolley, until he was unconscious that the end of the trolley hit the man carrying the basket while choosing a shampoo. The basket containing the groceries spilled.

Farah who had just come to her senses and helped the man pick up some of his leather goods. “Sorry Sir, I'm sorry for bumping into you. Again I apologize.”

The all-black man that Farah hit just nodded without answering. Farah went back to her truck and picked out her necessities. He was a little disappointed with the black man who did not answer his apology.

“Is it possible that the man is angry?” wiry guman.

I think I've known that guy. Where is it? It's a pity that the man wore a partial cover of his face, so I couldn't recognize him.

Farah again ignored her feelings, she focused again on her shopping record. Now he has to shop for sugar, salt and margarine. He pushed his trolley towards the shelf that provided the goods.

The man all black was still following Farah, he had deliberately crashed himself in order to get closer to Farah. When going to launch the action, there are other visitors who pass through them. The golden opportunity had been seized, the all-black man chose to be even more patient.

Come on, be patient, a little! I know you really want that girl. Just be patient a little more. Today he walks without the protection of a foolish man who still loves another woman.

The black man followed wherever Farah moved. His heart wondered, was this the right time? Does this not take time? I don't know, obviously the guy's still stalking his prey.

Farah's phone rang loudly in the sling bag she was carrying. Hurriedly, he picked up and answered the phone call.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatulah wabarakatuh, Mas. What's up?” Farah opened the conversation.

“Wa’alaikumussalam warahmatulah wabarakatuh, Farah is still shopping?”

There was the sound of a very rushed Inspiration as if Farah was a child who could forget where her house was.

“Still, Mas. Isn't Mas Ilham in a meeting?” Farah asked.

“Now where are you?” Inspiration to reply with another question.

“On the shelf that sells kitchen spices, Mas Ilham want to pick me up?”

Suddenly the phone connection was cut off. Farah looked back at her phone screen. “Looks like Mas Ilham was too worried. I'm sure it's because he's afraid that I'm dealing with Ray. I'm sure there's no way the owner of that company might be here. It is also impossible to roam around in working hours.” Two balls of Farah's eyes twisted lazily. She also exhaled a rough breath because her husband was a little worried. Now that he was leaning on the shelf, he wanted to send a short message to Ilham so as not to worry too much about him.

The man in black heard a sigh coming out of Farah's mouth. Behind the cover of his face was a sly smile engraved.

Turns out you're good, so good that you never realize what's going to happen.

The all-black man took out a handkerchief that had previously been smeared by the smell that made the person who smelled it faint. He uses this method to render Farah unconscious, and says that this one is his wife. After that, he will be free to take Farah from this place and he will live with Farah in his house.

I know it's a little crazy, but I'm sure you can be happy with me. Soon everything will change, Ilham will still love his former lover even though his attention is on you.

Slowly the man all in black approached Farah who was still fun to move her finger on the phone screen. Getting closer and closer. Rarely were they only a meter away, the hand of the all-black man stretched out toward Farah.

“Awas!” Inspiration pulled Farah's arm away from the shelf the backrest was made on.

“Mas Inspiration! What's up?” Farah was surprised when there was Inspiration that attracted her.

“You are blocking you from wanting to take the sugar that you just covered.” Inspiration smiles, it must melt the situation. He should not look panicked or angry, it can trigger the fear of Farah even visitors around them.

“Sorry, I don't know Mr.” Farah smiled kindly to the all-black man.

The man in black just nodded. He pretended to take a pack of sugar and put it in his shopping cart.

“Mas Ilham is not there a meeting? Why did you get here?” ask Farah.

“The meeting was postponed, so I'm here soon to accompany my bidadar shopping.” Ilham pinched the squash of Farah's left cheek. The simple thing that makes the reddish hue of his wife's cheeks resist embarrassment as well as happiness.

“Now want to shop especially? Is there anything less?” Inspiration now holds the trolley.

“Then buy squid how?” Farah clamped her chin with her right hand.

“Good idea, Dear.” Inspiration encourages trolleys to go to the place of purchase of seafood ingredients.

Farah nodded. Before she followed her husband, she smiled kindly at the man in black.

The man in black held back his anger. He almost managed to get his prey. Now his patience had not borne anything but just heart-feeding! now he snorted in annoyance and it felt like he wanted to leave this place.

Damnit damnit! What a mess my day is! Watch out for you Inspiration. If I tear apart your domestic life, don't blame me! I'll bring your past lovers to separate you.

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Inspiration smiles. Of course he knew who the man behind the black face cover was.

I'm sorry Ray, I beat you again, until whenever Farah is my wife and mine. In any way you will find defeat.