My Choice of Woman

Episode 55's

Ray's car is already in Milepolis City, he has traveled three hours from Numa City. A quiet and quiet journey. Three hours with incredible silence even in the car were two human children. Perhaps the moon will laugh at the sight because there is no conversation on this journey.

Ray knew that Farah was in a state of grief that he never knew. Ray was happy to see a sweet curling smile on Farah's face. But it is so painful if cloudy suddenly enveloped the girl.

Ray has entered Farah's housing complex. Ray is very familiar with this housing, because his best friend Ilham also lives here. He thought that Farah was a neighbor with Inspiration.

“Which house are you?” ray asked as his car had just stopped near a residential gate.

“Around 200 meters again, the house painted green and high fenced,” replied Farah.

Finally Ray runs his car slowly, while looking for a house painted in green. Ray put his eyes on him with caution.

“I'm down here Ray.”

Ray stopped the car. He saw a green house with a high fence.

Farah had gotten out of Ray's car, she was eager to rest her body and mind. Ray got out of his car.

“This.” Farah returned the baseball bat he had brought from Numa City to Ray.

Ray smiled as he accepted his baseball bat back.

“Thank you Ray, for driving me home. Now it's night, go home,” said Farah who contains a little word expulsion

“Are you okay? I'll take you all the way to the house,” Ray replied.

“Sorry I can't accept guests.”

“Originally you know, this is home..”

“One more time, thank you for everything that happened today. Good night.”

Farah turned and stepped inside the house. He hastily closed the fence of the house of Ilham. Farah was no longer strong to stem the flood of a rushing river flooding her cheeks. Today she knows that her marriage is like a solid wall and Farah is forced to break it.

Every day, she prayed to soften her husband's heart. Every day distance was always a barrier for him to unite with Inspiration. Every day, that love has not blossomed even though all things have been given. Even to this day Ilham has not touched Farah in the slightest.

Ray knew that the girl was holding back her cries. The girl was like a cold breeze to Ray. He could feel the presence of the wind, but he could not embrace the dancing wind. Ray could feel Farah's sadness, but he could not embrace his body. Can't do.

Ray closed his eyes, he was still in front of Farah's fence. Ray inhaled a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Suddenly he remembered something, his pair of eyes roundly staring at the fence of the house.

“Isn't this the home of Inspiration?! Then why did Farah break into Ilham's house?” guman Ray's.

Was Farah the wife of Ilham?

Ah how is it possible! Inspiration is not married. Then why does Farah live in this house?

“Is it possible that Farah is Ilham's sister, but Ilham once told me that his sister had died 20 years ago?”

Then who is Farah?

“Maybe Farah is Ilham's aide's son named Bu Titin. She lives here to accompany her mother to guard this house, because Ilham has been some of this looking for her lover in Zen City.” Ray tried to think of another possibility.

Ray developed his smile. “It turns out the Universe loves to give a surprising destiny! Maybe if I don't know Ilham, I don't know his auxiliary son either.”

Ray gets into his car with the face of a holy grail, he is sure soon he will tie Farah in a sacred bond.

Ray forgets that if he's too happy, it's not good. She did not know the truth if Farah was indeed the legitimate wife of Ilham. Ray wants to choose his beautiful destiny, but he forgets the Universe may have another destiny for him.