My Choice of Woman

Episode 26's

On a hot afternoon, two students walked out of the campus. They intend to go home to their respective boarding houses immediately. They walked in conversing about whatever topics came to their mind.

“Then I went to college, I felt like I had no time for Balqis,” said Jihan who complained to a friend beside her.

“Not have time, you are aja males,” Balqis reply.

“It seems I need motivation or some kind of boost so that I can run-run sport relaxed it.”

“I know what motivations can make you excited for running sports.” Balqis was seen holding back her laughter.

“What's Balqis?” ask Jihan enthusiastically.

“Gini, tomorrow we go to the modern market. Keep me yelling maling, you immediately run ya.” Balqis laughter broke after saying that..

“Apaan hell Balqis.” Jihan was upset because the answer she was waiting for was not in line with expectations.

“Lho it's a very accurate motivation Jihan,” balqis laugh to see the face as slender as Jihan.

“Know that, I don't mean to you Balqis.”

They walked across the food vendors selling around the campus area.

“Eh it booth container ‘Jus’ work seems to be very crowded yes Balqis, it has been a few days open anyway, but we have not stopped there,”, said Jihan who saw the yellow container.

“Why Jihan?”

“Yes buy drinks there. Mumpung is still a young date,” said Jihan, then immediately pulled Balqis' hand.

“Ehh ..” Balqis was shocked when her hand was pulled by Jihan towards the yellow container booth that read ‘Jus’ Work.

Arriving, they immediately looked at the menu that was written on the menu list. Then Jihan and Balqis simultaneously ordered a drink.

“Es tea cup size jumbo!” jihan

“Es tea cup size jumbo!” Balqis.

They laughed as they ordered the same drink.

“Eh yes Ma'am, all those potato chips are yes,” added Jihan.

Finally they waited for the order that was being made by a woman who was a little tomboyish in style.

Jihan watched the woman who was concocting her drink. It looks like the woman is remembering something fun.

“Mbak, why smile for yourself?” asked Jihan who was watching the woman who made her order.

“No Brother, just remembered someone's story, if he had two friends who liked the size of iced tea glass jumbo.”

***

Days passed as usual, Inspiration with all her busyness and Farah was also in her busy life, almost every day there was no time to meet. If Ilham returns home instead Farah is still in her working hours. If Farah came home, Ilham went home later than Farah did not even go home at all.

Until they have no room for a warm conversation. Almost every day Farah tried to contact Ilham or send a short message, but still there was no answer from Ilham. Farah often cried pleading with the Most Good so that the distance in her household could be lost. Farah wants a warm household like a household in general.

On the other hand, Inspiration is still firm in principle that it will not stop until the work is finished. Inspiration only focuses on the construction of his new shop. Only occasionally did he ask what news or activities Farah did from the other party, Akmal.

The lives of Farah and Inspiration are like opposites. Like a labyrinth separating them. Living under one roof but not knowing each other. Farah just wanted to ask for a minute. Just a moment to look at Inspiration. Silence in love. Farah always wanted to prepare breakfast for Ilham, chatting on the dinner table even though it ended with a debate.

On the side of Inspiration. He likes the taste of Farah's cooking. She likes to make her breakfast. He may miss a little bit of a little fight in the morning. But all this was not enough to convince the heart of Inspiration to really dock with Farah. Inspiration is still waiting for another figure that may not be replaced until now. And according to him, Farah could not replace the figure of Ann in the heart of Inspiration.

***

Kinan smiled stroking the top of his beloved sister Reno's head.

“Kak Anti carry what is it?” ask Reno plain.

“This meatball, surely Reno has not eaten huh? It eat.” Kinan smiled

Kinan brought three packs of meatballs he bought on his way home from khursus to drive him.

When Kinan and Reno started eating meatballs, their father had just returned home from work. The father smiled seeing Reno eat a bowl of meatballs. Kinan then prepared a bowl of meatballs for his father.

“This is for Dad?” asked the father when Kinan offered him a meatball.

Kinan nodded, today he got a bonus from his boss because almost a week this container booth Karya Jus is always crowded to the point that Kinan has a coworker to complete their orders.

“Now Kinan already has a steady job Well. Kinan works at the state campus Well, close to the cafe where Dad works,” explains Kinan before his father asks where Kinan got this food from.

The father was proud of what Kinan had said. Now their economic burden is slightly reduced as Kinan already has a steady job.

“Dad believes there are still good people in this world?” ask Kinan after he finished eating a bowl of meatballs.

“Yes, I believe. Sometimes God sends good people to help people who need more,” explained the Father.

“Dad, in fact Kinan works part-time, not until night. Now Kinan is also following Dad's driving course.”

“What? where is Kinan's money. We don't have the money to sign up for the course.”

“There are good people who help Kinan get a job and finance his driving course Well.”

“Who is Kinan?” ask Dad curious.

“Name Farah Well, she once said that she also worked at the cafe where Dad worked. You know that guy?”

The father has not answered, he tried to remember a woman named Farah at the cafe where he worked.

“Because Dad, whose name is Farah, it's just one. Sister Farah who is always kind enough to let Dad take home his husband's lunch.” the father's answer hit Kinan's heart.

Kinan immediately remembered something.

She is a poor wife.

She once said that Farah was a poor wife, who always brought food for her husband, but never eaten and in the end the father brought the food home.

“Mbak Farah must not have known that you're Dad's son,” said Dad broke Kinan's daydream.

“Iya can be Yah.”

“Mbak Farah is good, it turns out he also found you a good job even finance you for driving khursus Nak.”

“Iya Farah is very good for Kita family.”

“How about we buy a cake for mbak Farah as a sign of gratitude for helping Dad, and also helping you too. Soon ‘kan Dad payjian,” says Dad asks for consideration.

“Good idea Father.” Kinan.