Aunty's Matchmaker
Cribbing Yourself

The bell at the door kept ringing, I who was now in the room to fall decided to get up and see who was in front.

"Sir Malik where, anyway? Budeg kali, yeah, bell's voice isn't in the shits?" my grunts stepped towards the door.

When I was about to walk open the door, my eyes were focused on someone sleeping on the sofa.

Turns out, Mr. Malik slept on the couch, "What's up, sir?" I see the good in front of the door.

"This, Ma'am the order. Sorry long ago, because you have to queue," said gojek while handing over the food box.

"Oh, thank you sir. Paid for?" I asked while taking a bag of crackles.

"Already, really, Ma'am. Then, excuse me." I nodded and closed the door again. Walk closer towards Mr. Malik.

Squatting down and staring at the face that was sleeping in his sleep, "Sir," called me slowly so that he would not be surprised later.

There was no reply or response, I shook his body and made his eyes blink.

"Food of the Father has come" I said pointing to the side where the crackle was.

"Oh, yes," he replied coldly and immediately got up.

I also stood up while giving the crackle that seemed to contain two boxes.

"Mr want me to go?" I blinked my eyes.

"So!" ketusah and passed leaving me with the crackle he had taken.

I immediately gawked into the room with lips forward, "Eh, yes, said Mama Dwi 'And Mr. Malik can not do homework!"

Choosing to get back up before the kitchen will be messy due to the action, I run a little and when going into the kitchen.

Mr. Malik was sitting and staring at the bag, "Why are you running these nights?"

"Emm .. no, sir. I prepared the Father's food, yes, I won't ask, really," I said quickly take the plate, spoon and glass in place without waiting for his approval.

"I can be alone" he protested, but I looked at his body still sitting.

I smiled faintly and finally started putting the food she ordered onto the plate I was providing.

Sure enough, there are two boxes of the same food, "If you are less, then just put it on the plate back this food, yes," said my as if talking to a child.

He looked at me expressionlessly, "I'm not a child, of course I know that!"

"Yes, it's up to you! Finish eating directly pray Isya and rest sir. I don't know tomorrow you have class or not, for sure I have class tomorrow and want to sleep first. My door is not locked, if you want to sleep in a bed just sleep!" I firmly and passed leaving Mr. Malik in the kitchen alone.

Indeed, I don't want this marriage. However, that does not mean I am directly negligent with someone who has now legally become my husband.

Although, yes, Mr. Malik is very cold. Perhaps, as a result of him who still can not move-on from his past.

But, I promised Papa before the wedding happened that I would take care of Mr. Malik even without love.

Let's just say I'm helping others with an alibi that helping others is mandatory if we can.

But, I just hope that's all. That's why I want to help Mr. Malik like that or with something else later.

After finishing one box, Malik again ate one more box because indeed from noon he did not eat at all. Morning is just breakfast bread and milk.

Both boxes have been used up, Malik put the empty box on the crackle back and throw it into the garbage basket and immediately wash the dishes, the glass and the spoon he used earlier.

"Did he think I couldn't do anything? Ck, basic!" malik grumbled while washing dishes in the sink.

Walking back on the sofa and dropping his body, he gazed towards the side already had peci, sarong and prayer mats, "When has he prepared this? Didn't he say he was going to sleep?" malik asked in astonishment as he looked at the door that was closed even though it was not locked by Abibah.

"Why with him? Why did it turn out like this? Does he really like me, but I didn't tell him not to have feelings?"

Malik shook his head, he had no idea what Abibah was planning. The wall clock is almost 9 p.m.

Rise up to perform Isha prayers and return to sit on the sofa to complete the tasks at hand.

Until finally fell asleep at 12 pm while watching anime animation that was quite popular with Malik.

***

The sunlight teased into the room, I blinked my eyes and fumbled to the side of the bed.

There's no one, which means Mr. Malik doesn't sleep in the room. I saw the clock on the nightstand, I had class this morning.

My eyes make when I see the clock has reached number seven, immediately rise and shower do not forget to wear a simple dress with a matching veil.

I ran a little and looked at the body curled up on the sofa, let it be. That's what she wanted, I told her to go into the room but she didn't want to.

Making breakfast, I don't know what he's used to. However, I made two fried rice with the other one I put into the rice box.

The plan is I will eat on campus only because the time is getting tight, I also polish the bread with jam do not forget to write a message.

"Big!" I said I was proud of myself. After that run because the online taxi I ordered was in front of this building.

"I'm sorry, sir, long ago" I said with a bad breath.

"Hehe, not papa Dek. To the college, right?" ask the driver by looking at me. I immediately nodded by neutralizing this breath again.

Huh, just a day as a wife. It's been very troublesome, right, this is the reason I'm reluctant to get married while in college. Because, it will be troublesome in myself later.

I ate fried rice in the car, the clock showed 8 o'clock. I don't know, Mr. Malik is up or not.

"Why is his apartment so far from campus, Dek?" ask the driver in the middle of the trip.

"Do not know sir, follow the words of my in-laws," I said while chewing my fried rice earlier.

"Oh, is it married? I guess it's still a girl" chirped the driver with a crisp laugh.

"Not a girl but still a virgin," I murmured and stared at the little fried rice.

"What Deck?" ask the driver who may still be sad to hear my words even though it is not clear.

"Huh? There's nothing, sir!" cut me fast with a whimper.