My Choice of Woman

My Choice of Woman
Episode 80's



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Tonight is full. All felt very dark and stuffy, just a highlight of the moonlight that slid between the cracks of the room mosquito net. It's been two nights since Ray locked himself in a very dark room. He felt the silence dark. Alone and of course painful.


If in the morning he can deceive many pairs of eyes with his firm face, but not with the night. It is like wanting to be swallowed in the dark, ignoring the memories that come.


If at night he usually bathed in streetlights and waited at the stop enjoying a happy waiting full of love, now he can not feel it anymore. He wanted the darkness to erase all the memories and feelings he had once cultivated in his heart. Like a plant, the taste is like a tree whose trunk is large and the roots are strong in search of nutrients.


Like a big tree, love grows. And when Ray is forced to cut down the tree, he must kill all his love for his virgin flower bud, Farah. Ray is forced to immediately celebrate the death of his feelings for Farah. And it has to be done immediately.


“Should my hands be covered in whispers, so that the prayers I pray can be as fragrant as they pour through the ceiling?!” Ray hissing.


“Why should I feel this pain?”


“Why are you so willing to give this feeling! Letting me fall into the things I can't get! Turn off this taste now! Power off!” Ray shouted loudly through the entire room in this house.


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This morning Farah had already written her monthly shopping list. Since Bu Tin took leave, all the needs of this house Farah took care of it. Finished breakfast Farah plans to shop at the supermarket.


Initially Farah did not allow Rahma to come with him. But Rahma kept asking to come along, and Farah was eventually forced to agree. He also asked Rahma for conditions, if Rahma felt tired should immediately rest. Rahma nodded, a sign that she was responding to these conditions.


Farah and Rahma walked for 200 meters to get out of this housing complex to the stop. They were on that trip. Until arriving at the stop, Farah fell silent. He stopped to look at the sturdy stop building standing in front of him.


Farah's eyes widened, she felt like she had not waited for a stop here for a long time. Farah still vividly remembered how Ray often bothered her. Breakfast with a piece of chocolate sandwich. Walk together like a friend.


If you never fell in love with me, would you do this stupid thing again, man?


Rahma who first sat at the stop was astonished to see Farah just standing still staring at the building stop. “Mbak Farah, what's wrong? Is anyone missing?” Rahma.


Farah awakens in her daydream, she may soon sit near Rahma. “So I forgot a little bit, did my shopping list fall behind. It turns out I've slipped in this wallet,” Farah said.


Farah and Rahma were waiting for the 3B corridor bus to go to the supermarket. Patiently they wait. About 15 minutes after the 3B corridor bus arrived, Rahma climbed carefully and was followed by Farah.


Only two passengers were waiting at the stop. The 3B corridor bus then drove towards its destination. Farah was sitting by the door, to her left was Rahma stroking her distended stomach. The bus stopped at the next stop, there were five passengers who boarded this bus. Farah saw it from the window.


Suddenly, Fara's pair of eyes caught a familiar figure. The man entered the last part of the bus. Farah sharpened her eyes, the figure standing holding the grip handle. Farah hoped that the man turned to face her.


Come on look at me!


Sure enough, the man faced Farah, their pair of eyes meeting. Farah quickly shifted her eyes. He exhaled a heavy breath, until Rahma who was beside him listened to the breath. Breath anxiety.


“What's up Mpa?” ask Rahma.


“No Mbak Rahma, I'm just a little thirsty.” Farah lied again.


I guess that guy was Ray, it wasn't.