
Ray had forgotten, he had woken up so early as he had done these few days. Ray wakes up early because he has a very pleasant job for him, which is to deliver Farah to work. But just today, he was already no longer able to do the job as usual. Unfortunately this body has been programmed that he must have been awake in the morning and can not be invited to sleep again.
There was a feeling missing, and Ray felt it. There is a sense of never dying that still echoes the sound of Farah's carefree laughter along with the image of Farah. He was not yet fully tied up, but already felt a broken heart.
Ray still lamented, why on that day the Universe easily reunited him with the girl. Only through the view, Ray's desire to fall in love was as if to shout that the girl was his destiny. Again he was wrong to regard it in such a way.
Ray looked straight ahead. He smiled cunningly looking at the ceiling of the room. Ray has anything, he can do whatever he wants.
“What I want must be mine.”
***
Farah smiled warmly like spring, when sakura bloomed with her beautiful colors. I love that smile. He had been fascinated by his wife several times, but this time he had to obey his promise that he had made at that time.
If I fail to find her again, this time I will have to give up, forget Ann and accept Farah as she accepted me!
Just today, Ilham decided to forget his first love. He must accept Farah as he receives Inspiration. He should still have two more days to search for Ann's whereabouts in Zen City. But this time, it was a very unpleasant situation. If that afternoon Ilham did not return to the City of Milepolis, the worst possibility is that he did not find Anneline and he lost his wife. And Ilham sacrificed the remaining two days of his quest only to save Farah from Ray's clutches.
Now Inspiration could see the smile of happiness that emanated from his eternal lover. He saw Farah laughing about the day he had when Ilham was not home. Occasionally Farah's shoulders were shaken as she laughed crisply. That made the new Inspiration realize how lucky he was to get a woman like Farah. A very simple woman, who does not ask for excessive things. Inspiration unconsciously formed a smile with eyes that looked fixed on Farah's face.
Farah felt misbehaved, as the eyes of Inspiration watched her. He finally wrapped his body back with a blanket that previously only covered his legs.
“Mas, I take a shower first yes,” said Farah who disperse Ilham activities that look at the sweet face of his wife.
“I-iya.” A little bit of inspiration.
Farah got up with the blanket she wrapped to cover her body. He felt his legs a little sore from last night's escape. Farah also picked up her bag which was in the corner of Ilham's room.
“Eh?! Why did you bring that blanket?” ask Ilham who wondered why his wife was still embarrassed to show her curves.
“I'll return it soon Mas.” Farah slightly accelerated her pace.
Inspiration smiled broadly at his wife's childish behavior. He hasn't smiled like this in a long time. The five days he spent searching and hoping for a false dream. There was no laughter and jokes at that time.
Today Ilham will see the situation of his shop that he left with Akmal a few days. Remembering last night Akmal was battered for fighting Ray. Actually Akmal is not the right opponent, because Ray has high martial arts. He also mastered several weapons, such as swords and pistols.
Inspiration decided to wash himself, he would prepare for the tavern. It won't be long, he doesn't want to leave Farah alone at home. That would be very dangerous.
***
“Send this invitation to the cafe owner who is right in front of the college.” Ray ordered one of his servants.
Ray looked at the back of his servant who had disappeared behind the door. He smiled with satisfaction.
“See who will win. This time I won't lose to you.” Ray laughed cunningly. He was very much waiting for this time.
All day long Ray tried hard, training to wait for the right moment to avenge the already ingrained.
“You are my best friend, but you are also my enemy.”
***
Farah had finished cleaning herself, she forced to do homework. The inspiration that came out of his room in a neat state, saw Farah doing the work that Bu Tin used to do. She recalled that Ms. Tin was asking for a three-week holiday permit.
Ilham grabbed the broom that Farah had originally worn. “Break just.”
“I want to clean the house Mas,” said Farah.
Inspiration shook his head, he put down a broom and pulled Farah to quickly sit on the chair. He brought his face closer.
“You are still sick, no need to do homework. Let me order cleaning service.” Ilham took the phone from his pants pocket, he ordered cleaning service through an application located on his smartphone. It was not until five minutes that the request of Inspiration was received. Just waiting for the guy to come here.
Inspiration extended a hand, reaching out to Farah's cheek. He brought his face closer. Smilingly. Instantly the reddened face of Farah received a warm treatment from Inspiration. Farah's feelings are no longer good. Exciting, the feeling of pleasure mixed with the heartbeat of the rhythm is erratic.
“For my bidadar, you rest only.” Ilham pinched slowly on Farah's left cheek.
But Inspiration can be this warm.
“Today I have to go to the store to see the condition of the store and also Akmal.” Ilham extended his sentence. He stroked the top of Farah's head covered in a hijab.
Farah had no voice, she was still rigidly treated with delight from Inspiration. Finally Ilham let go of his reach. He walked to the doorway. Farah followed her husband.
“This.” Ilham thrust his hand towards Farah.
For a second, Farah forgot that she had to kiss her husband on the back. He hastily did it.
Inspiration only smiled at the innocence of his wife.
She's really adorable.
Inspiration passed to the store, Farah welcomed her husband's departure. Today the sun shone in his heart that had once felt cold and lonely. For a moment he could forget the incident last night that scared him half to death.