My Choice of Woman

Episode 25's

The next day Farah was ready. He had asked permission from Mrs Tin, even if Ilham came home to deliver a message from Farah.

Farah walked towards the bus stop which was close to her residential gate. Still waiting for the bus.

“My first destination is driving course which is close to the wholesale market area,” guman Farah. He was busy writing in his little book. He saw the agenda for today.

Not long after the wholesale market bus arrived. He immediately got on that bus. Waiting for a journey of about 20 minutes, Farah has arrived at the wholesale market area. He went straight into the store building named ‘Khursus Driving Ardan’.

***

Akmal looks busy with his phone, already this second time he called with the same destination number.

“What's Mal? Can't call later?” answer the inspiration that is across the street.

“Sorry Mr. llham, sorry if I interfered. Today mbak Farah is in a driving center located in the Wholesale Market Area,” suhut Akmal.

“I am driving, anyway you follow directly where he went, later report only when in the store,” reply Ilham directly turn off his phone.

Akmal still doesn't trust his boss. Today he is assigned to follow his boss' wife. Indeed, according to Akmal this work is a little futile.

“Why didn't Sir Ilham question his own wife? Where to go, baby? Who do you want to meet? It was simpler than telling people to follow his wife,” grumbled Akmal.

Arrived – arrives Akmal phone ringing. Akmal took the little thing. He answered a phone call from his boss.

“Oh yes do not forget photos of him when meeting people or chatting with others, if you need to be filmed all. Send it to me later. I've been very busy! And don't curse in my heart, if I know you're doing that in the task I'm giving you, the pay could be cut in half! Understood?!” imham said in his phone conversation.

How could Mr Ilham know I was cursing and a little objection?

“Iya Sir, I carry out my duties with all my heart,” Akmal replied in a friendly and convincing tone.

Inspiration ended the conversation.

Akmal still did not expect what his boss said, how Mr. Ilham could know. He then checked the surrounding situation.

“Nobody's following me, right?" akmal guman.

***

Farah had completed one task, she immediately looked for someone who already had an appointment to meet her around the Wholesale Market. Surely someone was waiting for Farah near the siomay seller.

“Kinan ..!” farah shouted as she looked at Kinan.

Feeling his name being called, Kinan turned his head towards the voice that called out to him.

“Farah ..?” guman Kinan's.

Farah approached Kinan who was across the street near the siomay seller.

“You have brought what I asked for yesterday?” ask Farah.

“Already, photocopy of self-identity card, hijasah, curriculum vitae and large brown envelope,” replied Kinan.

“Now let's go, today you are no longer a parking lot,” exclaimed Farah pulled Kinan's hand.

“Where are we going Farah?!” ask Kinan to Farah who without his consent has withdrawn Kinan's hand to go to the stop near the Wholesale Market.

“Then you will know for yourself,” replied Farah.

Kinan finally complied. He had no idea what Farah would do for him. Farah only advised when calling that night, so that today Kinan wearing the best clothes should not look like a man. And Kinan had to carry the requirement to apply for the job along with the brown envelope.

The bus was still going, and to this day Farah did not tell him what he was doing. That makes Kinan upset. He looked at the bus window.

Gradually Kinan knew this path.

Isn't this the way to the famous cafe? Where Daddy works!

The bus stopped at the stop just in front of Ilham Farah's shop and invited Kinan to get off.

“We actually want to do the hell?” ask Kinan who has started to fall apart.

“Already, just follow,” replied Farah.

Farah headed to an adult man standing next to a small, striking red container booth with an inscription on it, ’KARYA JUS’.

“Sorry, make you wait,” greetings Farah.

“This is Sister Farah right, who called yesterday?” ask the man.

“True sir, I called yesterday. This is my friend who wants to work,” replied Farah.

“Good day Sir, my name is Kinanti,” said Kinanti introduced herself.

“I Reza. May I see your job application?”

Kinanti handed him the brown envelope she had brought earlier. Now Kinan knew what Farah meant to bring him here. Farah is showing work for Kinan.

After negotiating with Mr. Reza, Kinan was finally accepted to work here selling fruit juices and snacks that are very liked by students.

Kinan worked part-time from 08.00 am to 15.00 am. Now he has a regular job, does not have to be a parking attendant anymore.

Kinan made an iced tea cup a jumbo size cup for Farah as a token of gratitude for this.

“Kinan, now you don't need to be a parking lot anymore in the wholesale market. Now you have a steady job,” said Farah amid Kinan was making iced tea for her.

“Thank you very much Farah, you have helped me a lot,” reply Kinan handed me a jumbo size iced tea cup for Farah.

Farah accepts. “Bismillah,” he said before sipping that iced tea. It feels fresh and cold.

“If you drink this iced tea cup jumbo I so remember my two friends Kinan, They really like iced tea with a large container,” said Farah reminiscing Balqis and Jihan.

Kinan smiled hearing the story. He was impressed with Farah. He thinks she is a persistent woman.

Suddenly Farah remembered something. He opened his sling bag and took out some papers containing important documents.

“Kinan, here's something for you,” Farah smiled giving me some sheets of that paper.

Kinan picked it up and read the paper. ‘Principle registration form driving’.

“This is what Farah is for?” ask Kinan not to understand.

“You must continue your dreams while you can Kinan. That's a driving course registration form, for the administration I've paid off. So every afternoon when you come home from your job, you can immediately learn to drive,” explained Farah.

Kinan couldn't believe it, this was all for him. He looked at Farah and hugged her.

“Thank you Farah. Just this time I have a friend as good as you.” reply Kinan who is now moved happy.

***

Akmal saw the sight. Heart touched.

“It turns out Farah's good, not what I thought. Then why did Mr Ilham so ignore him?” gumannya himself.

He put his phone in his pocket. Today Akmal is done to follow Farah. He should immediately return to the store and report this incident to Ilham.

Arriving at the store, Akmal went straight up to the fifth floor to find Inspiration.

“Sorry Mr. Ilham,” greet Akmal.

“Log in!” Ilham.

Akmal stepped into the room of Inspiration.

“How did you report, who is a good friend?” ask the inspiration directly at the point.

“The good friend mbak Farah was named Kinanti who was familiarly called Kinan. It can be concluded that Farah took leave to find work for Kinan,” explained Akamal. He also showed Ilham a video while Kinan and Farah were talking near the campus area.

Ilham watched videos and photos of Farah and Kinan taken secretly by Akmal.

He was right – right follow according to his will.

“Actually the woman named Kinan is the eldest daughter of Mr. Budi, security officer of this store,” explained Akmal again.