My Choice of Woman

Episode 191

Episode 191: Arigatou Gozaimasu

The event was completed at exactly ten p.m. As promised, Ray and Karin came to the stand belonging to Farah's papercraft community. It was like pain for Ray. The coat he gave Farah was in his arms again. Luxury cars drove in the dark of the night. Karin who had been excited because it was too active to animate the role ended up exhausted herself. He fell asleep in the car.

“Taking heart from married women turned out to be difficult too.” Ray sighs. Suddenly Karin had her head on the shoulder of her boss. Ray was a little surprised to see that his highly hyperactive literature turned out to be able to this moment while sleeping.

“Hei Karin, do we continue like this?” ask Ray. He corrected Karin's sitting position to make it more comfortable on her shoulders. “It looks like you are very tired, and so additional work for me later. Because I have to carry you again.”

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Ilham and Farah also felt tired after a day of attending events. But the joy never escaped from Farah's sweet face. Today Ilham is grateful that his wife has not changed. Still adorable as always. I don't know when that smile will be able to decorate.

Inspiration always thinks about the bad consequences that arise because of his meeting with Anneline earlier. Luckily when she and Farah returned to the town hall, Anneline had returned home with Kinanti. Inspiration knew that from his wife. “Hopefully everything is fine.” He sighed with great fret.

As usual, the activity before going to bed is combing the increasingly elongated Farah hair. Farah had asked to cut her hair, but Ilham always refused under the pretext that she liked long-haired women.

Tonight Ilham did not comply with Anneline's request. He did not care too much about the woman, he did not want to be labeled as a striped nose man.

“Mas tau, no? Last time Kinanti came with her employer,” said Farah. This is a small habit that mumcul when Ilham combed his hair, which is chatting about whatever has been done all day.

“Employer?” Inspiration feels tight. He knew what Farah meant must be Anneline.

“Iya, her name is Mrs Fernando. But he prefers to be called Anneline. He's a good guy, though a little mysterious. She was the wife of one of the Fernando brothers. I must have heard of those two great men. I never thought that the luxurious life that was covered was storing friendly warmth. I thought those big, rich people must be arrogant. It turned out that all of it was broken by Sister Anneline, Mas.” Farah told me about how she felt about the person she just met this afternoon. The man who is the past of Inspiration.

Ilham could only hold his breath and his chest cavity felt tight because with his leisure Farah could call Anneline's name. That means his wife is already acquainted with Anneline. Luckily, the woman did not reveal the secrets that were still stored.

“She's married?” tanya Ilham made sure. Because that afternoon, Anneline didn't talk about how she lived for six years.

“Iya Mas's. Brother Anneline is married to Mr Fernando, said Kinanti.” Farah had to explain twice. She knew her husband must be sleepy, but still wanted to finish his job every night.

“Ah yes, I want to know how can Kinanti know all that?”

“Kinanti had worked there before she became a chef at home whose yard resembled a labyrinth.”

“Maze-like carts?” Inspiration knitted both of his eyebrows. He was still confused to imagine how a house with a perkalan similar to a labyrinth. Surely the perkarangan house is very spacious and moreover it will be very troublesome when returning home from work but have to pass through the labyrinth to get home.

“Iya, ordinary home of people who are too rich. Want to make anything nice and luxurious. So Kinanti told me that she became a housekeeper for a young master who daily gave her own surprises and frustrations. But he wouldn't say his name. I'm sure the young master made it turn into more ‘anggun’.”

Inspiration had finished combing Farah's hair. He hugged his wife from behind. Farah could feel the warm embrace of her husband. The breath of Inspiration was felt to the back of his ears.

“Mas can ask you something?” tanya Ilham was slightly spoiled on the nape of his wife.

Farah was a little amused by her husband's treatment. “You ask what, Mas?”

Farah let go of the arms of Inspiration. He looked into the eyes of Inspiration. “If a small mistake like putting a towel on the mattress or often take clothes but make a mess, yes I can not hate. That hate came about because of something I once wanted.”

Inspiration hugged his wife's body. The plain answer from Farah was so piercing. He was guilty of never being open to anyone including his own wife. But Farah always told me what she had been going through all day, without hiding anything.

Farah felt her husband's embrace tighter. He could feel the heartbeat of Ilham. “Mas what's up, anyway? I love asking strange things. Mas also hugged me for a long time, I was almost breathless, tau!”

Inspiration let go of his embrace. He kissed Farah slowly. “Never leave me, no matter what.”

Today's inspiration is strange. It was angry this afternoon. Now full of mystery. What else tomorrow?

Farah connected her two hands to the shoulder of Inspiration. “It looks like Mas Ilham is too tired. We'd better get to bed soon.”

Inspiration never felt so lucky. A persistent woman fought for herself for three months to deserve to be next to Inspiration. “Farah, thank you.”

Farah simply replied with a sweet smile.

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Anneline was ready with the best silk clothes to welcome the icebreaker. Several times his phone rang a sign there was an incoming call. Of course the call was not from Inspiration, but Fernando.

Anneline sighed, she was lazy to touch the box object let alone having to answer a phone call from her husband. He just wanted to wait for Inspiration. Luckily at this inn, Kinanti still wanted to obey his orders if he wanted to be alone. He asks Kinanti to enjoy her vacation with her own family. Kinanti certainly did not want to miss this opportunity.

Anneline knew exactly, that Kinanti could definitely leave her at this inn because she realized that she was not smooth driving the car. He can drive but there is always an object that is targeted to be hit or damage in the front bamper.

Anneline doesn't really want to learn about driving the right car. She felt that her husband had a lot of drivers so there was no need to learn to drive let alone have a driving license. He doesn't need that.

The clock shows twelve o'clock at night. However, Ilham never came to make Anneline snort annoyed. “You broke your promise again, Inspiration. That means a bad disaster for your household is about to start.”

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