My Choice of Woman

Episode 48's

Farah went into the room of Ilham who was on the fifth floor. Farah has access to this room. Akmal allowed Farah to request a holiday. Farah gave no reason.

Farah sat by Ilham's desk. He was staring at the little bag Ray gave him. He opened the bag there was a lunch box and mineral water that Ray had prepared.

Farah opened the lunchbox, which made Ray late. He's been cooking spaghetti bolognese. Farah's heart ached, she was guilty of letting Ray fall for her.

Farah closed the lunchbox. He was having no appetite to eat the spaghetti and put it in his backpack. Farah opened a drawer owned by Ilham, he looked for documents about a new store in Numa City. Farah had heard of the city as she searched for the best private college in the search engine, her school library computer with Balqis and Jihan.

Farah finally found a small note. He read the writing on the paper. It is not wrong that the address of Ilham's shop in Numa City. Farah took the note, put it in the bag.

Now Farah has to go see Akmal. He will say goodbye to Akmal. Farah had to hurry to find Inspiration, she wanted to resolve this misunderstanding.

“I want to go to Numa City,” said Farah as she faced Akmal in her space.

“Why does Mbak Farah want to go to that city?” ask the surprised Akmal.

“Ingin looking for your boss,” replied Farah.

“Sorry Ma'am, if the reason for this holiday is only to go to Numa City, I do not give permission.”

Farah was stunned to hear the answer from Akmal. “Why doesn't Akmal allow me to go to Numa City?”

“There will be a rainstorm in Numa City later in the afternoon, did Madam Farah not hear this news?”

“It was just a weather forecast only, I was just looking for Ilham.” mas

“I suggest Mbak Farah does not leave for Numa City,” Akmal said with emphasis.

I beg you not to go to Numa City, sir Ilham is not there!

Farah stood up, she looked at Akmal with the steadiness of her heart. “With or without permission from Akmal Sister, I will still go to see my husband.”

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullah wabarakatuh,” greeting Farah then left the room Akmal which is on the fourth floor.

Akmal could not prevent Farah's desire to go to Numa City. He only saw the woman's back missing behind the door.

“Wa’alaikumussalam warahmatullah wabarakatuh.” Akmal answered the greetings from Farah.

Akmal immediately took his phone and contacted Ilham, but Ilham could not be reached.

Akmal doesn't know what it would be like if Farah found out that her husband wasn't in Numa. Akmal hopes that Farah will always be protected from the bad.

***

Farah took a bus to a train station about five kilometers from Ilham's shop. Farah did choose the train because the travel time is shorter than taking the bus. He's been reading the train schedule today.

Farah already has an e-card ticket for the inter-city train ride. He rushed up the carriage shortly after the train stopped on the platform.

Farah sat by the window. His gaze was empty, his heart was raging. Again he tried to contact Ilham. Still no answer. For the umpteenth time Farah breathed her long breath.

The train is heading towards Numa City.

***

Ilham drove his car to the eastern area of Zen City. His logic and heart continued to clash. He almost gave up. Several times Inspiration was tempted to give up, go home and live with Farah. His ego still maintained its will.

Whenever Ilham felt the rain, every memory of him remembered Farah. It was raining that day in Zen City. Ilham raised his head to look at the pitch-gray sky.

“How are you doing?” tanya Ilham looked at the cloudy sky.

***

Ray was out of his meeting room, there was still plenty of time for lunch with Farah, he decided to sit down to rest in his private room.

Ray was getting bored. “I want to pick him up,” guman Ray.

Ray walked out of the company building, many people greeted him when he was about to get out. Ray's waiting at the main door of his office.

Driver Ray quickly opened the car door for Ray.

“This time I want to drive my own car,” said Ray.

“Good Sir,” replied the driver.

Ray drove his car to Ilham's tavern. He was very much waiting for this moment, having lunch with Farah.

“Beautiful, I'm still on my way to pick you up,” said Ray laughing while driving.

***

Farah stared blankly at the scene that alternated from behind the window. She looks like a broken hearted woman. It does not show its beauty aura. Murky, like that gray cloud.

Farah realized when her stomach sends a signal under the body has not entered food intake. He did not eat before he left.

Farah opened her backpack, remembering to bring food from Ray. Farah took mineral water and drank it straight away.

The journey to Numa City is still far away, Farah decides to eat the cuisine of Ray. He began to eat the spaghetti with nothingness.

***

Ray has arrived in front of the shop where Farah works. He may soon be looking for Farah who used to work on the fourth floor. He tried to ask the servants who were huddling it.

“Pak Ray, good afternoon. Can we help you?” ask one of the servants with his politeness.

“Sorry, where is Farah?” asked Ray, whose eyes had crossed each inch of the fourth floor.

“Today Brother Farah is on leave,”

Hearing the reply from the servant, Ray frowned.

Didn't he come here this morning?

“Tadi kak Farah did come here because he had to ask permission to Mr. Akmal. I had a chance to talk that Brother Farah wanted to go to a new store branch in Numa City,” replied the waiter as if he knew how to fill Ray's heart.

“Today?!” asked Ray who was shocked to hear the reply from the waiter.

“Iya Mr. Ray.”

Ray felt a hammer hit his heart very hard. Pain but not visible. He remembered the approximate news he had read earlier. There will be a storm in Numa City that's news circulating right now.

Ray tried to calm himself down, he took a deep breath.

I have to find him in Numa.

Ray immediately ran to his car, he had to rush to Numa City, before afternoon.

***

Inspiration heard the news from the radio that lit up in his car. He heard that the city of Numa was going to have a storm.

Suddenly there was a sting radiating from Ilham's left chest.he held onto his left chest, feeling something bad was going to happen. The first thing that comes to mind is how Farah is.

Inspiration began to fret with bad thoughts popping into his head.

“May you be shielded from distress. Aamiin,” guman Illam.