My Choice of Woman

My Choice of Woman
Episodes 174



Episode 174: Hidden Secrets


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At one fairly long square table became the place how the double date was held. Just like before, Ilham sat down with Farah and Ray sitting next to Karin. After waiting for a while, four bowls of ramen were already available on their tables complete with drinks ordered respectively.


As usual, Ilham feeds a broth that tastes very delicious. Although a little embarrassed and a little unpleasant, Farah still accepted the bribe. If others see this view, it is normal. But not for Ray, the sight made his feelings so miserable.


Karin knows what her boss is feeling. He believes that Ray is in a sad dark place called jealousy. He was sure this must have happened, even in anticipation that his boss would not feel the distressing feeling, he would not come along.


After everything was cleared, the four of them agreed to continue on the streets. Farah and Karin walk in front of Ray and Ilham. Like women in general, if there is something interesting Farah and Karin will immediately look around and even willing to reach into the wallet to buy her favorite item.


Inspiration deliberately runs slower, it makes Ray follow the rhythm of the footsteps. Ray was sure there was something his old friend wanted to say.


“What's your plan?” ask cold Inspiration. He had guessed from the beginning if there was any hidden intent strung together by Ray.


Ray knew the emphasis of this kind of question. Inspiration is finding out by asking directly and asking he is feeling threatened. Ray laughed in his little heart, but he kept his composure. Ray smiled. “Plan? My plan is to marry only the woman I like, Sasmita.”


“Lying! It's impossible if it's just that. Don't try to ruin my household, Ray.” Inspiration threatens with a firm tone. They were still walking slowly behind Farah and Karin.


“Did I ruin your household all this time, Ham? I think you know who betrayed you the most in your marriage.” Ray answered as calmly as possible. His expression was flat though occasionally smiling as it trapped Inspiration in a play on words.


Inspiration can't deny Ray's words. The man was right, if asked who was the most betrayed between himself and Farah, surely the answer is Inspiration. Because there is still a big secret that the woman does not know. Only Ray knew about it, for five days in Zen City.


“You're surprised, huh? Take it easy Inspiration, I have not told your wife if your activities for five days in Zen City is to find Anne.” Ray laughed softly. He has scavenged his rival.


“I still have goodness in me. So I still ‘not’ said it. You should thank me for this silence. So treat me well. That's all my request.”


Inspiration has lost a landslide! Instead of threatening Ray, he is being threatened. Ray is the key to his secret that he kept for months from Farah. He was stupid for calling Ray on a blind morning. He was stupid to have to find Anneline in such a big city.


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At ten o'clock in the evening, Ilham and Farah returned home. Ilham did not seem to comment much after receiving a threat back from Ray. He also treated Ray like a friend to silence him.


After cleansing themselves, Ilham and Farah performed a ritual that should not be missed, namely combing hair. The longer, the longer his wife's hair. Farah once complained that her hair was cut, so her husband would not have to comb it every night, but the proposal was rejected.


“Mas, I want to ask you something,” said Farah.


Ilham was still busy with his joy combing his wife's hair. “Ask what, say.”


Farah was silent for a moment. She hesitated to say this, but her mind was always moved to ask her husband. “What if I was first taken by God, what would Mas do then?”


Ilham's hand stopped stroking Farah's hair. He was stunned by the question that the wife had just asked made him a little afraid. In his head already appeared some pieces of the scene “what if my wife is not”.


“Why are you asking that?” Inspiration asked back.


Farah exhaled her heavy breath. This question arises when he sees two cats lying helpless, the other one roaring to call the cat lying in the street when he comes home.


“Jawab only, Mas. Whether Mas will remarry or ..” Farah could not continue her words. He squeezed the end of the negligee he was wearing.


Inspiration takes a breath. It's a pretty tough question if he's asked like this. “So please, I'm confused as to what to answer. To be clear, I always pray that I have a family until I see my children and grandchildren, if allowed to see my great-grandson born.”


Farah laughed like something was forced. “Mas right, we do not yet have offspring to continue the generation from us.”


“Now it's my turn to ask questions like you said before. What if I became the corpse first?” Inspiration began to complete his activities combing Farah's hair.


“Maybe I will ask to be given longevity, because I want to see my offspring grow. Seeing my children give birth, how they went from crawling to running. I definitely want to have that moment with Mas Ilham.”


The Inspiration activity is over. It stands up and puts the comb to its original place. “You know, Honey. I was thinking of renovating this house.”


Farah. “Renovating home?”


Ilham nodded. “Iya, Darling. I thought if we had kids later, you'd be a little fatter. I want this house to have many stairs, so you can exercise inside the house.” Ilhan laughs.


Farah was so anxious, she pinched her husband hard. “Fat is a natural thing!”


“OK! Okay fine! Golly, geez! Don't pinch again.” Inspiration begs.


Farah stopped her action. Now that he has a new habit, it will not be good if he does not sleep on the shoulder of the husband. From earlier he was spoiled in that place as if tonight was only his and Ilham's.


A sad night, a night with a thick moon. A desire arises from both Farah and Inspiration. They seemed to be moved to release their respective clothes. Farah was not so happy just now. This activity has been the umpteenth time he did with Ilham.


The first night was after three months of marriage. At that time Farah was very nervous, be the dominating Inspiration. Now, both Farah and Ilham have the same portion, it can even happen several sessions overnight. They took turns to dominate the sex session for tonight.


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Do not protest if the author does not describe the above activities. Just imagine. okeeee!🤣🤣🤣


I'm happy again, because a day can update three episodes! Yeay deserves to be celebrated. May males get away from this body...🤩


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