My Choice of Woman

Episode 182

Episode 182: The Most Serious Amen Worldwide

Anneline's phone rang averted Ray's eyes. He saw a phone call from Naresh.

Anneline lazily picked up the box object and answered it. “Haloo ..”

“Sorry to bother you these nights, Sister Ipar.”

“Hemm ...” Anneline was half conscious. He just answered as he pleased.

Ray tries not to eavesdrop on Anneline and Naresh's conversation. But he was more burdened with the woman who was visiting. Anneline was drunk, her face slightly reddened. He drank a lot even though Ray had warned him.

“It looks like you will stay here, Anne,” Ray sighed. He asked the servants to prepare a room.

Anneline has finished taking the call. He threw just his phone and went back to sipping the remaining wine in the glass. Just a sip and then he put the glass down again. “Ray, I want to add a drink.”

“You're drunk. I'm not gonna give it anymore. Now you have to sleep Anne.” Ray positioned Anneline on his back. He had to carry the woman to the prepared room.

Anneline laughed occasionally. Sometimes he called Ilham and Fernando. Ray only exhales violently because he has to be stuck with the burden of women. They finally reached the room. Ray had to put Anneline's body on that bed.

“It turns out you're heavy too, Anne!” Ray rolled his eyeballs and snorted in annoyance.

Anneline just squirms. “Because of you! Because of you I became like this! Hahahaha .. You deserve to die!” He scatters indistinctly.

Ray just looked at the woman. Are you still the old Anneline? I'm honestly starting to not know your figure. You are so different from six years ago. What the hell is going on? Are they the ones who make you like this?

Ray was deep in his mind. He just sat down on the side of the bed and closed his eyes. “Does Ilham still want to be with you, if he knows you can get drunk?” He was reminded of the ever-religious genius of Inspiration.

Anneline woke up from her sleep. He was still half-conscious and immediately embraced Ray from behind. The man gasped in shock as Anneline tried to tear off the t-shirt she was wearing.

“What you want to do Anne!” Ray pushed the woman. He knew he was under the influence of alcohol.

Anneline just sighed indistinctly. He even wanted to take off his clothes. “I just want you ... Inspiration.”

Ray stood up, his shirt slightly torn at the neck because it was pulled by Anneline. He could smell the alkhol from his mouth. “I'm not Ilham.”

Anneline's getting wild. He did not realize that his clothes had been removed from his body leaving his underwear. Ray who was observing actually saw a little scar around Anneline's chest.

“That's what scar?”

Anneline just laughed, even she could no longer control her thoughts. He took off all the remaining underwear. Ray who saw it finally turned right and left Anneline.

“Sorry Anne, I used to be crazy about you, but now I have another goal.”

***

Farah was sitting with a flurry of reading books before going to bed. Her hair was neatly combed even now it was almost waist-length. Inspiration who had just entered the room saw his wife who was immersed in Tere Liye's book About You. The book he bought a few weeks ago and just got read today.

Farah closed the book. “Mas Ilham just stand?” She knew her husband was staring at her.

Inspiration was a little clumsy when Farah caught him. “Nothing.” He sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Say be fascinated with my faith! Yes, right?” Farah seduces her husband. He attacked once nosy to the man who a year built the foundation of the household.

“Dih! No.” Inspiration says cold that is actually holding back laughter.

Farah moved her lips two inches. “Do not lie, Mas.”

“Huh! Mas, not cool! Just go to sleep!” farah protest.

Inspiration does not reciprocate the behavior of his wife who is a little active. He really wanted to make Farah upset. “I want to sleep. Tomorrow there is a lot of work already waiting.”

Farah was upset. He was confused about what to do, because his learning activities had been completed since the exam. “Hem!”

Farah picked up her phone that was on the nightstand. He played his favorite music that he listened to almost every day. He uses earphones mounted on two ears. She did not want to disturb her sleeping husband.

Inspiration who felt his wife was more henchmen then turned her head. It turned out that Farah closed her eyes with her legs moved following the song she heard from the earphones. What is he listening to?

Ilham plucked one earphone from his wife's right ear and placed it in her left ear. Farah turned her head, she blushed to see Ilham listening to the song playing.

Initially Ilham tried to remember the song that was playing this. Two seconds later, he found out that this song was a song that he often listened to in his shop. His eyes met Farah as if inviting her to sing.

“Tuk! This adventure ... let's knock on the same door. Bring the most serious amen in the whole world! Imagine how beautiful and funny .. this thunderous roar! Appreciated by an exasperated fleck and celebrating the most serious amen in the world!”

They continued to sing either a discordant or melodious voice into one. A song by Sal Priadi called Amin Most Seriously is a bedtime introduction. The song is very deep. About the luck of man now who can choose his partner, unlike Adam and Eve who were not given a special room to choose. They throw each other prayers and praise, even though the two men have many shortcomings.

Twice the song was played, twice Ilham and Farah sang together. They laugh too. Farah took off her earphones. He looked at Inspiration very closely.

“What's up?” Inspiration asked. He was sure his wife wanted to ask for something because such a gaze always led to a request.

“Mas, can I always be your air?”

Ilham furrowed his brows. He was still digesting the request that Farah had just said. He was sure that his wife was being carried away by the song he had just heard. “Means?” Inspiration answers with questions. He could not interpret the questions his wife asked.

Farah smiled. He plucked the earphones from Ilham's ear and placed them on the nightstand with his cell phone. He wants to talk seriously. “Could make me the only woman in your life. Like Adam and Eve, without another woman or man?”

Inspiration fell silent and swallowed his saliva. He knew Adan and Eve only had each other without anyone. He felt this request seemed to be fulfilled and in fact he was not wanting to marry again, maybe not yet.

“You forbid me to marry again?”

Farah shook her head. “I don't forbid, it's an option, Mas. It's just ...” Farah's voice choked, stuck in her throat. He held back the tears that had accumulated in the corner of his eyes.

“What's all?” Inspiration demanded. He felt that something strange was being felt by his wife.

Farah gathered her courage. “Only I ask, as long as I live let only me be your only wife. Only as long as I live.” Farah forced her smile. One round of tears fell down her cheeks. There was a cry that was held back.

Inspiration felt pain in his left chest. He held his wife so that the crying he could hold immediately melted down.

Farah cried softly in the arms of her husband. He wanted to spill all his desires on this large, comfortable body. “Can Mas meet my request?”

Inspiration kissed Farah's hair. He stroked his wife's back to provide comfort. “Iya.”

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