My Choice of Woman

Episode 161

Episode 161: Stop, Time, and You

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Happy Imagination

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Farah grunted in annoyance. She has tried several times to contact her husband to make sure Ilham has returned home or not. Now he is sitting at a stop waiting for the 5F corridor bus with the destination of a stop near his residential gate.

This is a pretty shitty thing for Farah. This corridor bus was not so much that he had to wait longer. “It looks like I have to wait.” He saw the clear afternoon sky. The dry season made him feel the heat a little bit.

“Sed alone?” greet a man.

Farah. He was shocked to see someone he knew sitting on the bench. “Sorry, I have to go.”

The man pulled Farah's bag. “I won't hurt you. I promise! I just want to chat with you, Farah.”

“Don't bother me, Ray!” Farah pulled her bag.

“I beg you not to go first.” Ray did accidentally see Farah who was sitting alone at the stop. He intended to approach her out of longing. “If I hurt you or do something bad to you, just call the police! I'm here to chat like I used to.”

Farah's heart softened. He did not escape from the stop. Ray deliberately took a seat with a distance of three seats. Farah sat in her place as before.

“How are you doing?” ask Ray. Moments like this are very rare. How not? Since then, Ilham has been overprotective of his wife.

“Alhamdulillah well,” Farah just answered briefly. He continues to hope that the 5F corridor bus will come soon, so he does not need to linger in this place.

“How's Ilham doing?”

“I happen to be passing by in this area. I don't know, ever since that incident, you rarely go out alone. Different from before, when you work.” Ray spoke honestly. If you want to say the reason, it does not seem right.

“Looks like that we don't need to discuss, Ray. I've been married. I beg you not to bother me again.” Farah looked towards the front, saw several vehicles passing by.

“I asked because you told me yourself that I was your friend. Remember?” Ray laughed crisply as if forced. “Alright if that's what you want, I'll discuss something else. Two more days of college entrance exams. Are you coming?”

Farah nodded. “Iya Ray's. I want to go to college this year.”

“Good! The spirit! I'm sure you can!” Ray clenched his hand giving Farah spirit power.

Farah just smiled making Ray miss his old time. He loved the smile on Farah's face.

If only we had met early, maybe your beauty was just for me.

“Ray, five more days there will be a big event near the city hall. I'm filling the booth there, do you want to come? I mean pay a visit to the other booth too.” I don't know why, said heart Farah wanted to invite Ray. He wanted Ray to be as close to Inspiration as ever.

Ray clamped his chin. “Attractive offer!” He exclaimed. “I'll come to your booth later, Farah.”

“I wait!”

Farah and Ray laughed, as if the dividing wall had collapsed. They can be one frequency in these circumstances. Like a friend who hasn't seen each other in a long time.

5F corridor bus seen from the prank. Farah got up from her seat making Ray throw his gaze towards the back. The bus came too fast! Ray smiled wryly. He was upset because every meeting with Farah, always the bus came as if someone did not allow to hold this moment longer.

“Ray, I hope your friendship with Mas Ilham returns to what it used to be.” Farah smiled. “I go home first, Assalamu’alaikum.” He boarded the bus leaving Ray at the stop.

Ray waved his hand. “Maybe after this Ilham will hate me for the rest of his life. Enjoy being with her, Farah, for soon Inspiration will leave you. She prefers to be with Anneline, her old lover.” Ray smiled imagining everything in his head.

“Maybe I'll play the antagonist in your marriage relationship. I hope everything goes well for you to fall into my arms, Farah.”

The bus drove back leaving Ray and his imagination.

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