My Choice of Woman

Episode 77's

“Are we leaving Bu Farah?” ask Akmal.

Farah was a little surprised to hear her new call from Akmal. “There is no need to call me like that Brother Akmal, call me as usual. We leave now, Brother.”

Akmal nodded. “Iya Mbak.”

Akmal and Farah finally went to Rahma's rented house on Jalan Merdeka number 17. They were heading west towards the city of Milepolis. Arriving at the address, Akmal stopped his car in front of Rahma's rented alley.

Farah and Akmal got out of the car. They walked in a narrow alley flanked by two towering tall buildings. Who would have thought that behind the solidity of these buildings there are still many small contracts underneath.

Arriving at Rahma's contract, Farah explained the purpose of his arrival here to invite Rahma to stay with him. At first Rahma refused, but Farah continued to take her. She was afraid that when Rahma gave birth there was no one to help her, because Rahma lived in this small rented house alone.

“Mbak Rahma come with me, no need to hesitate. I'm afraid if Mbak Rahma suddenly gives birth and there's no one in this house.”

Rahma was still weighing Farah's invitation. He lived alone with a very distended stomach waiting for the day of birth. Rahma finally decided to stay with Farah. This is a form of God's help to man through other men.

Farah and Rahma finally packed Rahma's belongings together. There is one large bag and three boxes containing new baby gear. Finally Akmal who idle all the goods, while Rahma and Farah ask permission to the owner of the contract that Rahma's contract will be empty in a few weeks.

Finally they walked towards the car that was stuck in front of a narrow alley. Akmal was already there, he wiped his sweat. Akmal saw the two women walking towards him, opening the car door.

With a glance, Rahma nodded her head and smiled as if greeting Akmal. Akmal shook his head, he did not return the greeting.

“Yuk Kak Akmal, we go directly to the house just to straight clean the room and rest. Poor baby grandpa who is still in the stomach,” pinta Farah.

Akmal nodded, he immediately sat in the steering wheel. On the way home, only two women in the rear passenger seat told a boisterous story. Akmal just shut up and focus on driving this car. Sometimes his eyes see a small glass that reflects the conditions behind him.

Akmal smiled.

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Inspiration has arrived at his second store which stands firmly near the area of Numa City. Today is a massive renovation of the store. He closed the shop so that the renovation went well. This is the favorite part of Inspiration, which is to supervise all work from the beginning. For him to see the process is better than to accept the result, because a good process will lead to a better direction.

Now we're at lunchtime. Ilham was busy with his phone, he checked if any messages came in. There aren't. Actually, in the depths of Inspiration, he expects a new message from Farah.he is very much waiting for it.

Uh! Why is it like this? Why do I feel this miss faster!

Inspiration just smiled, he really thought about his jelly.

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“Mbak Rahma slept here yes.” Farah shows the room to be inhabited by Rahma. Actually, the room was the room of Farah when she had not slept with her husband.

Rahma nodded, she really liked this room. To Rahma, the woman now in front of her is an angel of human form. He's very kind. Rahma circulated the gaze to every corner of this room. Someone provoked his pair of eyes, a photo. He walked closer to the photo. This is a very clear wedding photo. In the photo, the bride is clearly Farah while the groom is Ilham, the boss at the tavern where she works.

Ilham Sir?!

“Mbak Farah is married?” Rahma pointed at the photo still hanging on the wall of the room.

Farah smiled, she nodded in response to Rahma's question.

“Mbak Farah is married to Mr Ilham? Not this Madam Farah her sister Pak Ilham?” Rahma kept checking the question to Farah. He was puzzled by his belief that a good woman named Farah was his boss' sister, not his wife. At least that's what he heard from his co-workers in the shop.

“I am the legitimate wife of Ilham. We were married about three months ago Ma'am.”

Rahma was stunned, she just found out this fact. “So Mbak Farah's wife sir Ilham.” Rahma is very low. He felt very sorry for Farah who was the wife of his boss.

Farah nodded. “I and Ilham got married because of the matchmaking that was previously planned by both our parents. This used to be my room, because Ilham couldn't accept me yet so we split up in everything including the room. But now that it has changed, my husband has accepted me completely.” Farah explained the matter of her household to Rahma.

“Happiness always gets its share at the right time yes, Ma'am,” Rahma smiles hearing Farah's household story.

I want to have a man who can accompany me and accept this baby in my womb.

Rahma stroked her distended stomach, touching it felt very comfortable for the baby.

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