My Choice of Woman

Episode 142

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“What are you looking for in Milepolis?” ask the man.

Anneline looked at Naresh's pair of eyes. He saw there was a highlight of the target as well as high alertness. He was just shaking, there was no way he could answer that question.

Why is Brother-in-law looking at me like that?

“No answer! Looks like we have to engage in an intense chat.” Naresh dragged Anneline's hand. He had to keep her away from Kinanti for a while.

Naresh continued to herd his sister-in-law to the gazebo with a tall pillar that was located close to the pond of flowers seroja. He must know the reason Anneline so urged Kinanti to go home soon, especially if she could only go to the city to be accompanied by her lover.

“What's your plan really, Anneline?”

The woman looked down. It will be interrogated by Naresh. Why can Brother-in-law talk like this? Does he know? No way! He doesn't know my plan.

“I just want to visit that event,” said Anneline. This time he had to be careful with the man whose observation was very good.

“Since when have you been interested in culinary events? It's not unusual, it's not Anneline.” Naresh clutched Anneline's hand firmly, making the woman grimace a little.

“Say! What do you want in that city?” Naresh asked with emphasis.

Anneline shakes. He felt pain in his wrist. “Silent Brother, release your hands. It hurts.”

“Jawab Ann!”

“I just want to go on vacation with Kinanti, my sister-in-law's candidate! That's it.” Anneline. He must convince Naresh what to make his plan go smoothly. He certainly does not want what has been built lost in vain.

Naresh raised his right eyebrow. He was a little surprised if Anneline's reason was just for this. For a moment he scratched all the gelagat his sister-in-law.

Anneline just wants that? It feels impossible! His closeness with Kinanti was only a few months ago. What exactly is he looking for? He had no friends in that small town. Nah! He has a friend there, Rayhan Wijaya. But could they be conspiring? For what thing? I deserve to be suspicious of this!

“Like it?”

Anneline. The corner of his heart persuaded him not to get out of control, he knew this was a word game trap. It seems that Naresh suspected himself.

I won't be stuck with a trick you said, Brother-in-law!

“Alright, I will watch you full twenty-four hours,” said Naresh, “and please do not urge Kinanti whatever the reason.” Naresh stopped his interrogation, at least this warning was more than enough. He left Anneline in the tall pillar gazebo.

Naresh's back is getting longer, farther away, Anneline is like swallowing her own cahoots. “Arrrghh!” He hit the pillar. Indeed his punch was not too harsh but was enough to describe the expression of anger that he dimmed himself.

How could he have realized this?

Anneline paused her intention to meet Kinanti. He had to plan something for Kinanti to insist on going home soon.

***

The event will be held seven more days, meaning the day after the college exam. Farah and her community deliberately made paper crafts more interesting to the citizens of the city who visited to buy it.

Kinan!

“I have to tell Kinan about the event. For three months he did not come home. Will he be able to come home? Ah ... try calling.” Farah picked up her cell phone that was in the room. He wants to call his best friend who works in Zen City. Farah's fingers nimble looking for Kinanti's list of names.

***

On the other hand Kinati was tidying up Naresh's bed. Indeed, every day there are three female maids who are in charge of cleaning the house. However, Kinanti is not a lazy woman, she participated to tidy up this house. At first, the maids were saddened, because Kinanti intervened with the cleaning job, they had considered her a miss in this family.

“Nona no need to tidy up master's room! Let us,” said one of the maids.

“I just want to clean up Brother Naresh's room, no need to be afraid. I'm not going to tell Brother. After all, today the martial arts training event was canceled, Mrs Fernando also did not want to practice maybe.”

Almost every day, he trains with Mrs Fernando. Not infrequently they fight to train their physical endurance. Within three months, Kinanti was already proficient in basic martial arts.

Mrs Fernando and Kinanti are getting along. Even Mr. Fernando and Naresh toward the friendship of the two women. They have allowed Mrs Fernando and Kinanti to leave the house just to shop, even under supervision.

Kinanti's life has not changed since the incident. He stayed at Naresh's house. Many suggested that they get married soon. But Kinanti is not ready, there is something that Naresh has not asked permission from Kinanti's father

Kinati's cell phone that was stung on the table let out a loud ring. He hurriedly picked up the box object and rubbed the screen. Phone handle display along with the name ‘Farah’ and he answered the call.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullah wabarakatuh, Farah!” Kinanti was very enthusiastic in that phone conversation.

“Wa’alaikumussalam warahmatullah wabarakatuh. How are you, Kinan?” ask Farah across there.

“My news is good Farah! Better than usual.”

“Really? Thank goodness then. I want to ask you , Kinan.”

“Ask what?”

“Have been three months since you returned to Milepolis, are you still not allowed to go home for a while, Kinan?”

“Actually I will come to the event all to see the situation of Father and Reno at the weekend.”

“Really?” Farah's eyes were rounded. It was like getting an immeasurable gift.

“Iya Farah,” said Kinanti reassured, “Late next week I brought someone very good to me and my boss. He would love to visit the event.”

“Really, Kinan? I'm curious, ‘who is someone very nice to you that'’?”

“Hmm ... nobody.” Kinnati's face flushed red, she almost let go of calling Naresh's name.

“Who Kinan? Don't make me curious!”

“Later you will meet him.”

***

A maid broke into Anneline's room. He said that a woman would come to this room.

“Bring in,” says Anneline.

The female maid nodded and came back to call the woman. Shortly thereafter, women in black suits with span skirts with knee-length. She knocked on the door and was greeted by Anneline.

“Sorry, Mistress. Is there a job for me?”

Anneline smirked sweetly looking at the black-clothed woman.

“Separt them, Dear.”