My Choice of Woman

Episode 84

The presence of the little angel Argian Candra Hengkara in the middle of the Ilham family is indeed very pleasant, especially his wife. Farah is very sorry for Baby Gian. Once in the Sunday morning Farah was riding Argian to get sunlight, he was accompanied by Ilham. Many neighbors thought that the child was the son of Ilham and Farah.

Farah's business is now starting to develop. Paper craft in the form of flowers with a variety of sizes successfully penetrate the target market in indoor decoration. Many directly order crafts made by Farah to decorate the wedding, decorations for the birthday party and much more.

Ilham is happy that his wife can make such a business, working even if only at home. He began to restrict Farah in terms of getting out of the house. Inspiration is still wary if Ray is like a maniac who still desires to pursue his wife.

When the night is not so late, after Farah is satisfied to play with little Argian, he will learn to pursue his dream of college. Her husband was very supportive of her wishes. Ilham will switch professions as a tutoring teacher for his wife.

Just like tonight. After dinner, Farah will study in the room. Inspiration will watch him, he even teaches how to answer if he finds a problem that Farah thinks is dizzying. Ilham laughed to see the look on Farah's face that was a little frowning because he answered the matter of the count according to Farah jelimet. Not infrequently Ilham will hold a quiz for Farah with the method of punishment.

Sure enough, Inspiration will give a problem randomly and answer it with a short time. If Farah wrongly answers he will get a punishment, that is, his wife will be white because of the powder coating that any Ilham gave. Of the 20 questions Farah answered only 15 questions correctly. Ilham was very satisfied with his wife until Farah felt very upset and sometimes cried.

“Udah ah! My face is already full of powder, Mas.” Farah looked at her face. He felt the inspiration to apply this white powder many times so that Farah did not want to see the mirror.

“You're so funny, honey. Already do not remove.” Inspiration laughed out loud. Occasionally he ruffled Farah's hair, making Farah even more upset.

Farah got up from her place, she soon probably headed for the bathroom to clean her face full of white powder. After her face was clean, Farah wanted to go to sleep immediately. Tomorrow he must finish his paper craft orders. This month he was overwhelmed enough to fulfill the orders of the customers.

Like the nights before, Farah with her sitting attitude will begin her ritual with Inspiration. Before going to bed, Ilham will leave his wife's hair every day more and more on display. Ilham did want his wife to have very long hair, he did not mind to help Farah comb her hair so as not to tangle. But this time Ilham found a strangeness in Farah's hair.

“Why lately your hair is easy to fall out. Did you change the shampoo, honey?” Inspiration astonished, he had several times taken the remaining hair loss in the comb. It's more than usual.

“No Mas.”

“It looks like you're thinking a lot.” Inspiration guesses the cause of the loss of Farah's hair.

“Over orders, I have no friends to help finish those orders. Mbak Rahma should not be tired because she is still breastfeeding Baby Gian. Usually Tin ma'am exists, but it has been almost four weeks he has not come home.” Farah complained to Inspiration.

Ilham knew that Ms. Tin, her domestic assistant, had exceeded the holiday limit that should have ended five days ago. Ilham also knew that Bu Tin's three weeks off were due to Mother's orders, so that he and Farah could one house together without anyone disturbing. Bu Tin had also contacted Ilham, that he would return to work as usual. But Ilham even gave the holiday ration again. The reason was cliche, he wanted to get closer to Farah.

Looks like I'll have to return my house assistant. Farah also looked very exhausted. Even he was not focused on his studies.

“Yes already, now sleep yes, maybe tomorrow bu Tin home.” Inspiration calms Farah's heart.

Now Ilham led Farah to go to sleep. He had already enveloped his Jelita body. Brainstorm. He gently stroked the top of Farah's head giving a calmness that led Farah slowly into her dreamland.

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The night was getting late, a wild mind was running around in the head. The mind will be today, then brought back the thought of the future. There are thoughts that without warning are ready to appear. Past thinking.

He saw two sons of man sitting under the shade of a tree. The two human children were different from each other. The difference looks very striking. One of the human children smiled in his gray white uniform with a long skirt to close his eyes. There was a white veil wrapped around his head. The other human child also wears a white-gray uniform with trousers. A whirlwind playing her short-shaved brat.

“How to have a family?” The human child wearing the skirt spoke to break the sound of the wind still blowing soothing each of these jengkal body.

The son of man with long pants, with a firm face looking forward.

“Now, it must be fun. There is a father who will always fight for the happiness of his family. There is a mother who is good at cooking and teaches about all to her children.”

The human child wearing the skirt laughed crisply. “I've long missed that time.”

“Sometimes you will have a family. Very beautiful family,” reply son in long pants.

The long-tailed human child looked at him with a faint smile. He understood that the child wearing the skirt longed for the warmth of togetherness in the family. The fate that befell him was so painful. The boy wearing the skirt was hit by a fire that killed his entire family.

Since then the human child who wears a skirt lives in an orphanage. Growing up together with himself who is also an orphan, but different stories. The long-tailed human boy lived in an orphanage because as a baby, his parents left him in a cardboard box in front of the orphanage gate. The baby was found when the mother opened the gate in a cold and exhausted condition because she was crying thirst.

That's what he heard directly from the mother of the parlour. But the man in long pants is not angry if he meets his own biological parents. All this time he just thought that his parents put the human child in long pants to the orphanage because they were poor. That is all he believes so far.

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The owner of the past opened his eyes. He had been sweating because he recalled the conversation under a shady tree near the orphanage. The conversation before he left the human child wearing a long skirt.

“What should probably now?” the owner of the past.

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