Aunty's Matchmaker
Quit

At 9 pm, I decided to go into the room because I was already feeling sleepy, "Don't you want to sleep together?" I asked who was in the doorway.

"Sofas are better than bedding with you!" ketus Mr. Malik who said as good as his eel.

"Okay, watch out if one day you move into the same bed with me! I'm you ti la si, Father!" press me on that sentence.

Immediately I shut the door a little hard, you bitch! Just be careful if one day he begs me to give him permission to sleep in the same bed as me!

My eyes blinked and piqued from sleep due to the sound of thundering lightning and the lights of the apartment that died.

Perhaps, the PLN deliberately deadly because the wind also accompanies. They are afraid if there is one of the electricity that is hit by tree branches later.

Kuraba's mobile phone on the nightstand, "New 1 hour!" my grumbling only looks at the head. Honestly, I'm so scared of lightning.

That's why I don't like to wake up because of the sound, confused about who to hide and shelter with.

"You get out, I don't dare either. Yaudah, yes. Let Mr. Malik on the couch," I said, trying to close my eyes.

Bright again visible from behind the curtains of the room window, immediately I close my eyes and hide behind a fairly thick blanket.

"Belg ... Mr Malik!" I shouted when I heard the thunder. I'm really scared right now.

The sound of footsteps rang out, I could see nothing right now due to the lights that went out.

"Let's!" I screamed as my hands were about to reveal the blanket that covered this body.

"Hey! Shut up, what's wrong with you?" asked Mr. Malik with a strong voice. He turned on his cell phone flashlight and aimed at the phone.

"There's lightning sir," I said hugging my own body still lying down.

"What's wrong, it's just the sound of lightning. Calm down" persuaded Mr. Malik in a softer voice than before.

"I also know it's just lightning sir, but I'm scared!" my ketus who is fed up with the insensitivity of this creature of God.

"Yes, so? How you want? I'm accompanying you here to sleep, is that it?" ask her with a face as usual. Flat. Like plywood!

"No need! Yes, there you are, Father!" throw me out and turn my back on his body. Seen again the sparkle entered the room.

I quickly closed my eyes and ears because after that, the sound of lightning still penetrated my hearing.

"Can't cover his ears" banned Mr. Malik who was still there.

"Belgium!" my ketusku selling mode is expensive and does not care about what he says.

"Huft .. slide, let me sleep this time," said Mr. Malik with a sigh coming out of his lips.

It seemed that he was not sincere and intended to accompany me, "No need, I can be alone. No papa, really. Just relax!" cut me off without looking at him.

I thought the sound of Mr. Malik's footsteps was the sound of him leaving the room, he turned himself around the bed and went up to the bed on my right side.

She was lying down and I stared straight up, not wanting to see her annoying face.

"I'm again kind, if you want to hug me to take shelter from the lightning please."

I flinch, the shop I'm going to sell expensive. Upset at having a husband like her, was her boyfriend treated like this too?

Suddenly, a hand reached for my hand and led me into his arms, "Not to be expensive!" satirize Mr. Malik with one hand on my shoulder and another on this head.

Wait-wait, what the hell is this. Does he think I won't do anything weird to him? Uh, back and forth!

I looked up at my husband's calm face for the second time, handsome woy! Beuh .. do not choose me wrong.

"No, tomorrow is off" I said, looking at him.

"Good, so 3 more days your script has to be done."

"Eh, that's not it, sir. Tomorrow I'm going to play at Mama's house, miss them!"

"Oh, alright!"

I ended up sleeping with the hand I made over his body as well, yes, how he who taught me to not want to tonight we slept in the same bed.

The sound of an alarm wakes up at 5am, rubs my eyes and looks to the side. Mr. Malik is still asleep.

I stared at the man's face in silence, my smile lifted, 'The woman who got the heart of you must be a very lucky person, yes, 'my inner smile instantly disappeared.

Get up and go straight to the bathroom, prepare a prayer tool for Mr. Malik. I shook Mr. Malik's body a little hard.

"Wake up Mr. Malik, it's time to pray at dawn!" my orders when I look at Mr. Malik's face.

"You?" ask her and sit looking at me.

"Still the red cross, sir," I said with a cry.

He got up and wanted to go to the bathroom, "Daddy don't want morning kiss?" I teased her and managed to make the man stare back at me.

"Don't act like an adult, Abibah!" press Mr. Malik who makes me laugh.

She finally got into the bathroom, I waited for her on the edge of the bed. Come out fresh and immediately perform the duties of Mr. Malik as a Muslim.

I decided to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, I first opened the curtains to see the state of the capital in the morning.

Cut the apple into pieces and place it on a plate. After that, continue cooking. He wanted to cook fried rice.

I applied jam to the bread, I don't know why I wanted it to taste like eating bread this morning. Mr. Malik out of the room, "Sir, what do you want? Tea, coffee, milk or me?" I was back to flirting with him.

"Who taught you to say such words?" ask and sit in a chair.

"The word of a Ustadz, the wife must say spoiled words often."

"Pampered words, not such disgusting words!"

"Hahaha, what's disgusting sir?" tanyaku and menoel his chin while putting a plate of fried rice on his front desk.

"God!" press it hard at me.

"Yes, I'm Sir!" I say with spirit. I took the bread and milk, brought it to the balcony without glancing towards Mr. Malik.

I sat down and stared at the expanse of buildings in front of me, eating the bread I had smeared with jam.

"Why? Did my words hurt you?" ask the owner of the baritone voice standing on the balcony.

I looked up and shook my head, looking back at the buildings.

It was raining last night, making the cold get into the bones. But I like this calm.

"I'm sorry for what I said," said Mr. Malik again.

I fell silent and drifted into thought, 'Have you one time, huh? Don't believe it anymore, I'm like dropping a lot of pride, no, anyway? Teasing Mr. Malik who holds my own lecturer. Huf ... Abibah, awake! How you want to flirt or seduce Mr. Malik will not make him fall in love with you!' my mind looks at myself.