My Choice of Woman

Episode 2

Monday morning. Even though it has been in the 12th grade and has passed the graduation exam, the admission schedule is still in place. After being heated for almost two hours due to the flag ceremony, Farah and her two best friends decided to study the high entrance exam in the library.

In addition to this lesson hours and quiet library conditions, suitable for the learning atmosphere plus there are five computer units available in the library making it easy to find problem materials.

Seeing Farah who had been lethargic, limp and seen sleeping in a sitting position made Jihan want to prick her. So Jihan tore a piece of paper from her book and wrung the paper to make it round like a paper ball and threw it at Farah.

Sure enough, Farah woke up, upset by Jihan's treatment. But Jihan laughed happily at her best friend with a sour face. Balqis who saw the incident just shook her head.

“What the hell is Far? Didn't that look like spirit? If there's a story problem, maybe I can help?” balqis asked as if she understood what Farah was feeling.

“This most children last night marathon see the love-love series,” jihan chirps followed by laughter.

For the sake of seeing Balqis's sharp gaze towards Jihan, Balqis's omens stated, ‘This is a serious situation, please don't joke Jihan!’

Jihan who had been cheering happily towards Farah finally fell silent trying to lock her mouth which laughed rather loudly.

Fortunately, the library staff is not in the library. If the librarian was there they would have been thrown out for making a very rowdy sound.

Balqis touched Farah's shoulder and fixed a little of the hair coming out of Farah's veil. Looks very messy Farah's appearance. The magical Balqis set calmed Farah down.

Farah began to correct her sitting posture. He began to ask the two friends in front of him, “What do you think it's like to marry someone who is betrothed by parents?”

“Indeed who will be betrothed?” asked Balqis softly. This is the advantage of Balqis, he can be a parent, brother, friend and even a teacher at the right time.

“Jawab only my question!” farah's tone sounded a little stressed asking for the seriousness of the answer to her question.

Without being asked Jihan spoke up to answer Farah's question in a fiery tone, “If I don't agree, our lives are decisive. Forced it's not good. We have our own choice against the criteria of the pair we choose.”

“Not everything that is betrothed is forced. Abah and umiku were also betrothed, but they loved each other. Never have I heard them quarrel,” Balqis answers are very opposite to Jihan.

“But Balqis, getting married is a lifelong worship, so it must be prepared as well as possible, do you want to marry someone you do not know his personality? How to control his emotions? How's nature? How does it work?” reply Jihan with a fiery tone. Clearly Jihan defended her argument.

“Yes, but do you think that the one chosen by the old man is the best? Isn't the old man's ridho leading in a better direction?” balqis replied calmly but still did not want to budge.

They kept arguing, forgetting who was asking. Farah decided to go to the cafeteria instead of hearing her best friend argue. Unbeknownst to Jihan and Balqis, Farah trickles her backpack into walking towards the library's exit doorstep. Leaving those who are very cool to maintain the debate.

Still heard their thoughts on the debate even though Farah was outside the library.

“It turns noisy also yes they are,” Farah mutter.

Farah's stomach could not tolerate this hunger, this morning she deliberately avoided breakfast so as not to meet her mother. Farah was still disappointed by her mother's decision last night.

“Perhaps with a bowl of soto and rice will make my mood better,” guman Farah.

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Once upon a time Farah allowed herself to be drenched in the thousands upon thousands of grains of rain that fell from the sky. The rain flushed these few days the intensity was quite heavy, no matter the time of morning, afternoon, and night, the water that fell from the sky was still falling.

The incident about the matchmaking gradually faded. Mama and Papa are no longer talking about this. Farah was a little relieved, her parents knew what her only child wanted. Farah was able to make peace with her mother. The relationship wasn't quite as complicated a while ago.

Still struggling with college entrance exam questions, Farah decided to make warm chocolate milk to accompany her studies. This half the rain has fallen making the clouds become gray. Farah had no intention of playing rain, she knew that in a week she would have a college entrance exam, which is why she was taking care of her health.

The sound of the door being knocked. Farah's bedroom door was unlocked. Mama goes into Farah's room to see her daughter immersed in learning.

“Farah ...” sounds Mama's soft voice.

“Mama and papa are going to take Aunt Sarah to her house, Aunt Sarah has just given birth to her fourth child. Farah want to come?” ask Mama

Farah held up Mama's invitation. “I don't come with ya Ma, greetings to aunt Sarah,” replied Farah while grinning.

“Now it is still raining Ma, is it not better later?” Even though it didn't seem like it was raining too much outside, Farah was a little worried.

“Quiet, just drizzle. Mama leaves with papa by car.”

“Must be today huh? Can't tomorrow-tomorrow?”

“Honey, Aunt Sarah has been considered like a younger sister herself. Mama left first yes, take care of home.”

“Any first lady,” reply Farah while standing salute.

Mama just laughed at her daughter's behavior. Mom finally went with dad. Farah drove to the front door.

Maybe you also want to walk the same way, thought Farah.

Her mother and father were among the immigrants in the city long before Farah was born. My mother was born as the first child of two brothers. And her father was born an only child. However, my sister died of DHF when she was a toddler. My mom finally became alone. Maybe that's why mama often ‘make’ his best friend like his own brother, including Aunt Sarah and Mother Lia.

Farah returned to her original routine, struggling with questions. Sometimes his mind is agitated because of the departure of his parents. Thinking the distance between his house and aunt Sarah's house is about 30 kilometers, even the nets climb steeply because of the house of Aunt Sarah in the mountains.

“Later if anything happens ...” Ah Farah brushed off that ugly thought. Farah prayed that God would protect her parents until their destination. Farah goes back on the pages.

Uneasily. I don't know why this heart doesn't feel calm. Occasionally Farah glanced at the clock. It's late in the afternoon, why are you and mom not home yet. Plus from earlier the short message sent was not reciprocated, even the phone was not lifted.

Before long appeared another car had already darted towards the front door. Farah who saw from the window immediately to the front door, wearing an instant hood and open the door. Mother Lia who came ushered in by her driver Parmin sir.

“Mother? What was? Papa and Mama are away Mother,” said Farah.

“Farah dear, come with Mommy yes, just a moment,” replied Mommy while stroking the top of Farah's head.

As bewitched, Farah followed Mother's invitation. It's still raining. Mother took Farah to the hospital. Farah wondered why, from the beginning to depart even in the car, mother did not tell me anything about it. Farah was confused.