Husband Who (But) Considered
The Eps 65

"You?” Farah was shocked when she saw the woman who had just arrived.

Lidya was shocked to see the woman she met last night. Although according to Lidya the woman looks tough and haughty, but she still respects him as a customer at the boutique where she works.

“Sorry, Miss. Can I help you?” ask Lidya.

Farah's mood changed slightly after seeing the woman in front of her. The woman he believes is the mother of a young child who spilled her ice cream and hit her Iqbal pants.

“It turns out you were the mother of a small child yesterday? Who's been spilling ice cream on my friend's shirt. And you just left.” Farah.

“One more time I'm sorry Miss. Yesterday Miss Gita did it by accident. Because it's still small.” Answer Lidya.

“Nona Gita?” ask Farah confused.

“Iya, Miss. The little miss who spilled the ice cream yesterday is Miss Brigita. Son of the owner of this boutique. I was in a hurry yesterday so did not have time to compensate for the loss that Miss Gita did to your friend.” Lidya.

Galang, who had heard the small debate of his future wife, finally tried to persuade Farah not to be too concerned about the incident last night, and Farah also obeyed Galang.

“One more time I'm sorry, Miss.” Said Lidya again.

“Ya has forgotten. Now I want to order a dress like that but with a different color.” Farah.

Lidya nodded her head and took Farah to her room to talk about all her wishes.

Farah has told Lidya wants to meet directly with her designer. But politely Lidya refused. Because his boss never came to the boutique and only worked from his home.

Lidya also assured Farah that most customers in this boutique already strongly believe in the dresses designed by their superiors. Farah finally believed.

“Ehm, but if I invite this boutique owner to my wedding, will he come?” ask Farah.

“Let me tell you first, Miss.” Answer Lidya.

Besides being very impressed with the dress in the boutique. Farah was also very sure if later her wedding dress was very nice and elegant. So, Farah intends to invite the owner of this boutique and want to show her friend that the dress design in Brigita’s Boutique is really very good.

After that Farah and Galang say goodbye home.The two felt very relieved to have gotten a dress that suits their wishes. Especially Farah.

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“Mama said what, Gita is coughing so don't eat ice cream just yet.” Said a woman sitting on her sick daughter's bed.

“Gita want to meet dedii” replied the little girl.

“Daddy you're busy, baby. Later if the work is done will definitely come here.” The answer.

The little girl just kept quiet while playing some neatly arranged dolls on her bed.

While the mother can only smile thinly to see her daughter who is still very active even though her body is a little fever and cough.

“Ya already Mama down first yes, Darling. Soon Aunt Lidya will be here.” He said, and the little girl did not answer. It is very fun to play with his dolls.

Before going downstairs, the woman took the time to get out of the balcony of her daughter's room. He exhaled slowly and enjoyed the daytime air that felt very cool because the weather was cloudy.

“How are you doing now, Brother? Have you forgotten me?” he murmured while looking away back to recall his past.

Shortly afterwards there was a knock at the door from behind his daughter's room. Jenny opened it immediately, and it was Lidya who came. Then Jenny immediately went downstairs and asked Lidya to talk downstairs and let her daughter play.

“What's Lid? Is there a problem with the boutique?” jenny looked at Lidya, her personal assistant who had worked with her for about 2 years.

“Let me think again, Lid. Thank ye. Now you accompany Gita first in her room, I want to finish some designs that I will use for next month's contest” replied Jenny.

“Good, Mistress.” Answer Lidya.

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Meanwhile, Iqbal who is now in the office since then looks saturated. Perhaps this was only the first time he had set foot in the company and there was still not too much work keeping him busy. Finally Iqbal decided to go home before the office hours.

“I want to go home. later tell Miss Farah if looking for me.” Iqbal told Olivia.

“Good, Mr.” Answer Olivia.

After that Iqbal headed to the basement to get his car first. Iqbal's mind since then is still imagined by the little girl he met last night. Somehow the more he tried to forget it, the more the child's sad face became stuck in his mind.

The shadow of the boy who was crying after spilling ice cream made Iqbal remember Jenny. Because the child's sad face was almost similar to Jenny's when crying.

“It looks like you've never cried again, because you're already happy with the right person.” Iqbal murmured in the heart.

Iqbal drove his car at moderate speed. He did not go straight home, but went around the city.he recalled the times he spent a lot of time with Jenny. Then suddenly Iqbal stopped his car in a city park where not many people were there. He got out of the car and chose to sit in the park seat.

The park that has changed a lot after 3 years he does not live in this city, but the cool air is still very pronounced because around the park more and more green plants.

Iqbal's gaze glared away remembering the memories he had once carved with the woman he loved so much.

Honestly, even though Jenny left her and married another man, Iqbal still loved Jenny and never hated her. Although both of her parents had provoked her that Jenny was not the woman she deserved.

Dugs

Suddenly a ball fell right in front of Iqbal, and soon a little boy ran to pick up the ball.

“What is this your ball?” Iqbal asked as he passed the ball to the little boy standing in front of him.

“Iya, Om. Macacih!” He answered, looking up at Iqbal's face.

Iqbal was very surprised to see the boy. The little boy who had filled his mind and was now in front of his eyes.

Slowly Iqbal's hand touched the child's puffed cheek. He was shocked as he felt warm on the little boy's cheeks.

“Non! Non Gita let's go home!” scream someone.

“Dak. Gita wants to play.” Resist.

“Mama just called if there is Daddy at home.” said the woman and made a child named Gita cheer happy and left Iqbal.

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*TBC

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