Aunty's Matchmaker
See Dress

After I finished talking to Mr. Malik, I immediately swung a step towards the canteen. However, my steps stopped due to the sound of the phone.

"Assalamualaikum, what's wrong Aunt?" I just picked up a call from Auntie Dwi.

"Waalaikumsalam, darling. Auntie's bothering you, isn't she?"

"No, aunt. What's up, huh?"

"What time are you finished with class?"

"Mmm .. at about 3pm, Auntie."

"You won't bring a car, you will go with Malik, yes. You guys go to the dress, see the wedding dress."

I had forgotten that I would be a wife in a week, Auntie Dwi and Mama said that they would handle all the wedding preparations.

Starting from clothes, buildings and more. I just need to prepare myself to look happy in this marriage that we don't want.

"Oh, yes, Auntie."

"Okay, Auntie told Malik, let's wait for you."

"Good, Auntie."

"Well, yes, Abibah. Happy learning."

"Yes, Aunt."

Tut ...!

The call was disconnected first by Auntie Dwi, I put the phone back in the pocket.

As he wanted to continue his steps towards the canteen, the sound of someone blaring in the corridor called my name.

"God!" the voice I believed belonged to Aulia. I immediately turned around and stared at him, not far from him there was Mr. Malik who walked out of nowhere.

Grepp ...!

My body was embraced by Aulia suddenly, fortunately I could support her body. Lf it doesn't? We might fall.

A sobbing sound rang out in my ear, I don't know what was going on with him. His back tried to calm him down.

"Lu why?" ask me by knitting eyebrows.

"Thank you, yeah. Thank you for being so kind to me, I'm so lucky to have your friends and friends!" lirih Aulia by clutching my body.

At the same time, Mr. Malik passed beside us with a slight glance towards me and stepped firmly.

Arriving at the canteen, Aulia immediately served me as the queen. A little uncomfortable, but when else will the woman do this.

"Not much?" I watched him put some food on the table.

"No papa, it's not the same thing you pay for!" said smile.

Oh, it turns out he already knows if I paid his college semester money. Pantasan, he's so happy.

"But, can't rub Aulia. It's also a lot of food, too" I criticized him as he began to sit in front of me.

"No papa, wrap it up or give it to someone else" he said, and he began to bring food closer to me, "let's eat!"

I finally resigned and began to eat a variety of canteen foods, I looked around the canteen.

My eyes narrowed when I saw Mr. Malik in the corner of the cafeteria with a cell phone in his ear while occasionally putting food in his mouth.

Actually, I wanted to ask her about her relationship with Mis Vilo as well as who the woman she mentioned that night. Although it's been a long time, but isn't a woman a good reminder?

But, I recollected for fear that later he thought that I liked or started to pry with his life.

"Eh, you see what?" reprimand Aulia and make me instantly take my eyes off.

"Huh? Nothing," I said and stared back at him.

The last class schedule, Aulia had to go home first because there was business to be completed before coming to the cafe.

As for me, I was just about to walk outside the campus fence and look for a taxi or motorcycle taxi to get home.

"Ehem!" someone who was at the side made me look.

"What's up, sir?" ask me to raise my eyebrows and stop next to him.

"Have you forgotten Mama's message?"

I flinch, trying to remember what Auntie Dwi sent me.

"Oh, see the shirt?" tanyaku make sure and finally right because got the nod.

I looked around and drew a little closer to Mr. Malik, "Sir, people will be suspicious why we go together in one car" I whispered with a little tiptoe.

"Then?" ask him innocently.

Etdah! How even nanya to me, you should initiative yourself dong as a guy! But, it's just my grumbling and I can't say it.

It could be, it will be difficult to get acc from him later.

"Oh, it's okay! Just come in, it's none of their business" he said with a flat face.

"But, sir," I replied in a repulsive tone.

"Here you go, just go in," cut it quickly.

I finally relented and looked down to cover the face that this beautiful face was the one that entered Mr. Malik's car.

"Before we get married, I want you to tell me what you had to do with a man this morning" Malik explained, breaking the silence in the car into the boutique.

"I don't think you'll care about that, because we're just a forced marriage, '" I said indifferently and glanced at his focus face for a moment.

"Yes, I don't care about your relationship. Just so I know, is he your partner?"

"No sir, he's my PDKT."

"Who's approaching?"

"Too on my stamp is also not papa, that's right. Who wouldn't be interested in her; handsome, easy to smile, sweet, tall, there are her dimples and most importantly friendly and meek!" I was firm and looking at him.

"Father, his name is Malik Fazal Gafi a leader who is kind and friendly to everyone, and always gentle in speaking. In fact? No smile, no grin, no fury!" connect me with an angry face.

"When did you find out my name?" asked Malik to raise one eyebrow.

"Should!"

"How far have you found out about me?"

"But, what a pity! When did I find out about my father's life?"

"That's proof, until the meaning of my name is just you find out."

"Sembark!" I answered briefly and turned my eyes to the side.

"I would, if in front of our parents. Nobody brought or talked about each other's partners. Be like a true partner and love each other" said Mr. Malik and only I listened.

He glanced at my hand making me look, too, "Where's the ring?" asked Mr. Malik and made me look for his ring.

Luckily, I put the ring in my bag before I went to college. Immediately I put on it and finally returned the silence enveloped the journey until it arrived.

"It's not that we seem to get along that they'll get happier, huh, sir?" my question is that there is something stuck with the rules made by Mr. Malik.

"There is no other way, so that we can still move on with each other's lives other than pretending to accept this marriage. Although, no one wants to!" mr. Malik got out of the car first.

Yeah, nothing. Will I be forever or will I fall in love with her? But I hope no one falls in love.

Whether it's Mr. Malik, or me ....