My Choice of Woman

Episode 31

Today Farah wears a hijab that is longer than usual, she also carries a spray of chili if the man yesterday was still chasing her. That was scary for Farah.

He asked Akmal that he be transported to be a servant on any floor as long as not the fourth floor. Even Farah is also willing to be passed in the kitchen. Akmal confirms Farah's request. Not in the kitchen but placed on the second floor as a waiter as well. Farah thanked Akmal.

As of this afternoon Farah had found no trouble on this second floor. There are more visitors on the second floor than any other. Because the concept of the second floor is slightly different from the other floors. When the third floor and fourth floor have chairs, in contrast to the second floor, visitors are required to sit on the carpet. Lesehan.

With the rural concept, the second floor architecture uses teak and bamboo for its exotic power. Usually the second floor is crowded because many visitors from among students who order coffee and wifi passwords that have been provided in this store.

Elites prefer to order a table on the third or fourth floor because the architecture is more luxurious than the other floors. And can be hired for limited parties.

Farah was grateful to this point that she had not met the man.

***

A servant came to Ray who had just sat in the shop of Ilham. He chose a place as usual, sitting by the window. Ray had looked at the entire fourth floor but could not find what he was looking for.

“Sorry Mr Ray wants to order what?” asked a female servant very flirtatiously. The waiter was already dressed up in seductive makeup, and wearing perfume so fragrant that even from a distance the fragrance was already smelled.

Ray looked at the waiter, he was fed up because he had seen so many women dressed up and wearing such fragrant perfumes in the nightclub that provided women to sleep with.

“I want to be served with a polite waitress, she is hijab-wearing and wears a skirt instead of pants. You know that girl?” ray asked the waiter in front of him.

“Farah means Sir,” replied the waiter.

All the waiters in this store know the characteristics of the waiter mentioned by Ray, only Farah wears a skirt to work, all the employees here wear pants even though there are hijabs. Farah was excluded by orders from Ilham.

Oh, her name is Farah

“Iya, now he's not in?” ask Ray.

“Farah has been moved downstairs,” replied the waiter.

Ray finally got up, he immediately walked towards the stairs. He wanted to go downstairs, looking downstairs.

The waiter who had dressed up and put on a very fragrant perfume was upset, even though he hoped that the defiled Ray would take him for tonight as a date.

***

Farah was busy with her work. Deliver customers' coffee orders on the second floor. He went back and forth from the barista table to where the customer ordered the coffee.

Ray had gone around to the third floor, a little slow. But I didn't find Farah either. He went down the stairs to the second floor.

Ray looked at the second floor, there were many students who were huddled to do the task or just hang out. He looked around the second floor and could not find Farah. Ray continued to persuade his heart to stop by on this second floor.

Ray found an empty table in the corner close to the bamboo fence. He sat alone. Suddenly a servant approached him.

“Sorry What message do you want?” ask the male servant who wears a brown apron like a barista.

“Two cappucino,” Ray replied.

Then the man's servant handed him a piece of paper.

“This what?” ask Ray.

“That's wifi password here Mas,” replied the man's waiter.

Ray returned the paper, “Sorry my internet quota is unlimited and probably faster than the wifi network here. So I don't need this.”

“Alright, please in a moment wait the order will come soon.”

Fuck up!! bourgeoisie sok! Tick-about date young, reject passoword wifi here.

The inner man's servant was upset.

The man's servant leaves Ray. He did not know that Ray was the owner of a famous company in this city because Ray dressed just like other students did not wear expensive branded suits. With this outfit Ray hopes to find Farah. It can blend in with other middle-class customers.

“Mbak Farah please take these two cappucinos to the customer who wears that blue shirt,” pinta one of the baristas.

Farah nodded, she carried a tray containing two cappucinos and walked towards the corner table near the bamboo fence. The blue-collar customer was busy looking at his phone screen.

These sounds?

Ray then turned his gaze to the maid who was carrying his two-order cappuccino.

Farah saw Ray. She was?! Why is he here?

Farah was shocked by Ray's presence.

“We meet again Miss. The universe apparently likes to conspire to bring us together,” said Ray when he found out that the waiter was Farah.

Farah does not tease Ray, he thrusts two cappucinos in front of Ray. He should get off that table.

“Shortly don't go first. I'll pay whatever you want as long as you want to drink this cappucino. How much did you ask for? A million? Ten million? Hundred million? Or a billion? Mention the nominal you need,” said Ray who made all visitors who were on the second floor to head towards them.

Farah saw all the visitors, baristas and servants on the second floor were looking at them.

One of the customers whispered. “Why am I not the only one offered, just drink cappucino it dapet money!”

Farah took a deep breath, “Sorry, my job is just delivering customer orders at this store. Excuse me,” said Farah leaving the desk where Ray was staying.

Farah was worried about the customers who were still looking at her. He looked down and went back to the barista table.

This time Ray's efforts failed. He will not stop until the hijab-wearing woman becomes his.

The more you refuse, the more I wonder about you.

Ray's eyes still looked at the woman who rejected him.

“Sorry Bang, can I have this coffee? Hehehe .. I want to be like mbak earlier, just told to drink money. I need Bang's money to buy skincare so glowing gitu,” said one of the female customers who broke Ray's daydream.

Ray only looked at her with a piercing gaze, but the female customer had already drunk the cappucino. I hope to get some money from Ray soon.

***

At nine o'clock in the evening, Farah's working hours were over. He walked out of the store to the stop. Now He was very careful, He often looked around, looking left right making sure Ray did not appear like yesterday.

Farah was already at the bus stop, he was still wary of the surrounding situation, lest Ray suddenly appear. He was worried why the bus had not arrived.

Farah prayed that no one would bother her on the way home tonight. He had also prepared everything, like a spray of chili, in case Ray appeared and did something terrible, he could spray this chili water on Ray's face.

The clock is 21:15, Farah is still waiting for the bus to come. He's getting more agitated feeling gripping tonight. At the stop it was just himself, even though at the stop the lighting conditions were adequate but he was still afraid as happened yesterday.

He prayed for protection. Eventually Farah gave up, wanting to book a taxi or motorcycle taxi online. He did not want to linger at this stop. Farah's looking for her phone. He was stirring up his bag.

Farah found her phone. But the battery power in his phone ran out. Cellphone's dead. He realized something. He can ask Akmal to book a taxi or taxi online through his mobile phone.

Farah got up from her seat, intending to go back to the store to ask Akmal for help.

“Farah ..!” call someone.

Farah was surprised and shouted. “Aaaakkk ..!”.

Must suggest a continuation? hahaha

Because noveltoon can't edit footnote so I'll decipher a word that might be unfamiliar here.

Bourgeois: class of society from the upper middle class (usually contradicted by the common people.) said we can call it pretentious, rich pretentious, so-called cake.

Hopefully helpfully.

Thank you for being a loyal reader of my first novel.

Warm regards, dear,

Ilamy Harsa's