My Choice of Woman

Episode 172

Episode 172: Find the Third Woman!

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Farah had arranged her meeting with Ray and Sasmita in such a way. He had contacted the woman and so they could arrive on time as promised. Ilham was forced to go home early, however, he also had to attend an event meeting which will be held tomorrow.

Farah had prepared herself, she was wearing a simple red Muslim dress that was very sweet. Ilham smiled, since this morning his wife had warned him to go home early and there should be no anger when the double date occurs.

“I wait ya Mas,” said Farah enthusiastically.

Inspiration nodded and immediately took a shower and prepared himself. Soon, he and Farah set off for the town hall not far from their home.

“Looks like my wife is excited once.” Inspiration teases. He must admit that this night Farah looks beautiful even without makeup. Shady and fun, even now he does not look like a teenager because soon he will be twenty years old.

“Iya Mas, I haven't seen a night market event in a long time. Last time I went to an event like this when I was in school,” Farah said.

“You should really want to invite me to the event. But, later Mas there is a meeting for a while, maybe you can stop by your booth to check its readiness.”

Farah nodded. He was also waiting for this from then on. Therefore he and Ilham had to come an hour earlier than his promise with Karin.

The car stops at the parking lot provided. Even so, it was quite difficult to just position the parking lot because many people passed around. The parking lot sometimes has to shout telling people to step aside so that the vehicle can get in for.

After struggling a little longer, finally Ilham's car managed to park neatly. Farah and Ilham got out of the car. Just like other visitors who were holding hands, Ilham took this initiative to take his wife.

Farah blushed, her cheeks expanding red. Inspiration can warm his heart. This almost year-long marriage is full of twists and turns, but there is still something that makes them bloom together.

“Women as beautiful as you should have someone holding her, right?” Inspiration knew Farah's surprised expression. He was sure that this was not the grip that I had several times, which was obvious

“Ih! Mas Ilham.” The attention her husband gave her again made her feel like a happy woman.

Inspiration had just released the grip of his finger when one of the men he knew called out his name. His name was Francis Adit.

“As usual, you came on time!” exciting Frans. “And him ...” Frans refers to the woman who is with Ilham.

Farah lowered her gaze. She only smiled faintly as her husband introduced himself to her friends.

“Call me Frans.” Frans introduced himself. Men with slightly curly hair with a slightly elongated nose and distinctive black eyes.

“Farah, Mas should be meeting first. You go for a walk, nothing, right?” Ilham knew, Frans' presence was to call himself to join the meeting because he was the event committee.

Farah nodded. “Iya Mas, it's okay.”

“Do not go far. And if anything goes wrong, call me right away. Anyway your phone should be active, should not disable let alone with silent mode.” Ilham added. He does not care if labeled as a man with overproctetive towards his wife. He thinks this is one way to take care of his wife.

Farah rolled her eyeballs. He felt like a child being watched. He only nodded in response to agree on the request of Ilham.

Ilham smiled, he hoped that Farah would remain in the booth that would be used as a place for the sale of his paper craft. “Be careful, yes. Wherever you go, you have to tell me. Okay!”

Farah nodded again, saying. Ilham went with Frans and now Farah is a little free to explore the night market which is not far away standing.

“Before I get there, it's good to stop by my booth. Yes, to make sure community friends can make the 4x4 meter room decorated so well, so that many visitors are interested to come,” mumbuannya.

Farah turned on her phone and called one of her community friends to let her know if she was coming to the booth.

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Luxury cars go through the streets that are not too crowded. Ray realized earlier had put on a face sumringah because he got an invitation from the woman he liked even though it was through Karin. Today he wears a black sweater that covers the neck guided with a mocca-colored suit.

Karin also participated in the luxury car. His acting is still necessary for the benefit of his boss. Remain joking like the Sasmita that Farah is known for with thick black-framed glasses. He glanced at his boss who had been mesam-mesem see the scenery that turned siih from the car glass.

“Is everything going to be okay, Sir?” Karin broke the silence between them.

“Seratus percent very good!” Ray exclaims. He did not take his eyes off the car glass.

“Farah with her husband, will there be no more fights?” This is what Karin was worried about. Although he has a sense for his boss, at least his conscience is still heartless if Ray is hurt again.

“The reason Farah invited us is to cultivate again the sense of friendship between me and Inspiration. Ah ... she is indeed my old friend, loving the same woman for the second time.” Ray laughed a little. He insinuated himself for his inability to get one of the women.

“Maybe you have to love a different woman for the third time in order to have her,” Karin chimed in her boss's words.

Ray just laughed out loud hearing that. “Third woman? Will it be taken back? Can you guarantee that the woman is mine?”

Karin was silent for a moment when she heard the question coming out of Ray's mouth. He took a deep breath and sat down. “Now, I can't guarantee you, sir. I'm just suggesting you don't go after Farah too much. For me a woman with such confidence is a little difficult to part with her husband. Even though her husband hurt her. He's too good for this sometimes cruel world.”

Karin commented with origin. He knew Ray didn't like his opinion, but his boss never chimed in. For her, Farah was a very good woman even though many wolves were roaming nearby. One thing that made Karin stunned, Farah could forgive Ray who had kidnapped and roughed up a few months ago. Maybe if it happened to him, he wouldn't forgive that easily.

The luxury car stopped in a parking lot that was getting more and more crowded at night. The parking lot manager wearing a light yellow vest shouted that people who passed a little away so as not to interfere with his work. After the car stopped, Ray and Karin got out of the vehicle and immediately mingled with the visitors of the market event tonight.