Aunty's Matchmaker

Aunty's Matchmaker
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The cafe was quite crowded, we were quite entertained with a bunch of young men playing guitar at their tables.


"Sister, we can, don't create content here? We want a cover of that song" said one of them before deciding to sit down and order a meal.


I am happy to accept it, quite well there will also be entertainers in this cafe.


I saw the watch in hand, it's 9. One more hour the cafe will be closed, "Mm ... Aulia, I'm home first, yeah!"


"Jude, be careful, yeah."


I opened the apron and brought back the bag containing the provisions that had been finished we ate together.


Getting in the car and choosing to go home, somehow it felt like today I was so tired.


"Why get married if there's no happiness?"


The words from the boutique assistant were always ringing in my mind, as if what he said was so true.


The sound of my phone ringing echoed, I put the car aside and picked up the call.


"Yes, what's up Auntie?"


"Honey, where are you?"


"On the way, I'm going home, Auntie."


"Where are you from?"


"From cafe, Auntie. What's up, huh?"


"We can talk together, in one of the cafe sati," said Auntie Dwi who was in sebrang.


"Mmm .. okay, Auntie. Can, deh."


"Yaudah, Aunt sherlock's location, yes."


"Yes, Aunt."


The call was turned off and the notification sound went into my green app, not far from where I stopped. Is it possible that Auntie Dwi was on purpose?


I drove the car back to the location given by Auntie Dwi, about 10 minutes I had arrived in front of the cafe.


Going inside and looking for her whereabouts, the hand waving upwards made me finally walk closer towards her.


I think coming home from the cafe quickly is an option, it turns out there are other activities. Reach it once it feels.


"What's Auntie doing?" I'm just lazy to talk.


"Eh, pesen dong first. How do you want to rush that, anyway?" aunty Dwi asked with a friendly smile.


As for me, trying to return Auntie Dwi's smile. He called the waiter and I just asked for orange juice.


I see, Auntie Dwi enjoyed the pudding in her message while staring out at the cafe. I'm still unmoved, waiting for what Auntie Dwi wants to talk about.


"Are you happy with this match?" tanya Auntie Dwi looked at me.


I was silent for a moment and wanted to open my mouth to answer her question, "Hahaha, Auntie seems to have asked wrongly. Of course you're not happy, even Auntie heard. You committed suicide, didn't you?"


"Tan, there is not a single person in this world who wants to be married to someone he loves. Including Auntie, right?"


"Yes, I'm sorry that Aunt selfishly told you to marry Malik. Malik used to have a girlfriend, her name was Clarisa. Did he ever tell you this?" ask Aunt Dwi.


I knit my eyebrows, that name is the name we discussed earlier this afternoon. However, I would like to hear about that woman's version of Auntie Dwi.


"She was the woman who made Malik happy and tormented, she left Malik with another man for no apparent reason. In fact, the consequences that the woman made up Malik were as severe as that time. The time where you saved him."


"Why didn't Aunt tell Auntie's men to dance where she was?"


"It has been and it turns out that he has married another man abroad, it is impossible if Auntie still forces Malik to be close to the woman."


"But, Aunt. Mr. Malik still has a sense of the woman, how could Auntie possibly get us married while she hasn't been able to forget?"


Auntie Dwi clasped my hand with a soft look in her eyes, "Because, Auntie is sure that you can change her. Love can grow out of habit, especially Malik is a dependent child with others. She can't do much housework, even ironing clothes. If you two are constantly, inevitably he will need your help. You will love each other later, believe me with Auntie," said Auntie Dwi with sparkling eyes.


I looked away, staring at the cafe floor. I don't know, it feels like this is an impossible thing. In fact, Mr. Malik has told me not to interfere in his life whatever it is.


***


"Assalamualaikum," my greeting opened the door and did not forget to close it again.


"Waalaikumsalam, where are you from Abibah?" ask Papa who turns out they are still on the sofa.


"After seeing Auntie Dwi" I replied briefly.


"Are you lying?"


I stopped and stared with a disheveled face, I'm really tired of everything right now.


"Call Auntie Dwi if you don't believe Abibah anymore!" I just left them both.


Papa's voice grew bigger and told me to go back to the living room, I was reluctant. Choosing to refresh the body is more important now.


Finished bathing and in my pajamas, I opened the window and stared at the bright moon above.


A few times I took a rough breath, hoping I was still a dream. Looking towards the left hand made a raised smile.


"Are you going to be mad and hate us forever, son?" ask Mama who went into the room. I forgot to lock it.


"We're getting married, doesn't mean you have to be together forever. You can get divorced later," explained Mama who made me smile at once.


"But, with a marriage of at least 1 year. After that? You can ask Mama or Papa to manage your love, if happy is not in your marriage," continued Mama with my eyes staring at her.


"Promise, Ma?" ask me to lift the pinky.


Mama smiled faintly, looking at me first and then finking our little finger, "Promise!"


"After that Abibah can take S2 abroad, huh?"


"Byeah, sweetie."


"Yee .. Thanks, Ma!" I cried and rushed into Mama's arms.


I don't care what people will say about my status as a young widow, the most important thing is that I can be free later and achieve what I want.


Before long, Mama finally came out after we told her a little story and laughed. I decided to lay down my body and cover it with a blanket.


Smile, imagine being able to study abroad and free to play with other friends.


"It must be very happy, right? Can you go to college and play with friends?" muttered.


While in the living room, Joseph had put on a serious face because of Silki who said so to his daughter.


"Do you think marriage is a game?"


"And what do you think marriage is a scene of coercion?" silki asked no less fiercely, "lucky he did not report this to HAM, no matter how his rights have been taken away due to our selfishness!"