Aunty's Matchmaker
Snuggle

"Where are Abibah and Malik going today?" ask the guard to us who are having breakfast.

"Where is it going, sir?" tanyaku looked at the guard who we had invited many times to eat together before and still refused.

"Mmc ... Where does he want to go?"

"I'm following you, sir."

"Oh, okay. Then excuse me first."

I nodded and looked at the back away, I turned my gaze towards Mr. Malik who had bent his face.

"What?"

"So!"

"But, gaje!"

In the afternoon, finally me and Mr. Malik were taken to one of the more hits tours, 'Nimo Highland.' The tea garden amazes me.

"Just doang tea, good at where?" chirped Mr. Malik with his flat face.

I directly nudged his arm using the elbow, "Dih, Father what the hell! You can't appreciate other people, so!"

"Well, what? I just asked, this is normal."

"Yaudah, try to do it!" sewot me up and passed leaving him back in the car.

My mood was instantly destroyed as a result, even though the distance from the villa to here was about an hour. However, I immediately wanted to go home because of Malik's mouth.

"Sir, let's go home!" take me when I get in the car.

"Well, are you done seeing it?"

"Udah!" my sniffles with my chest.

Before long, the car door on the side opened and a beautiful human entered without me seeing.

The car finally went back, out of nowhere but hopefully really to the villa because my mood was very, very devastated made by Mr. Malik.

He didn't seem to appreciate the efforts of the guard who told the driver to bring us here.

I closed the door rather loudly and immediately ran into the room, ignoring the smile of the guard who might feel proud or happy because we finished from the place he recommended.

"You why?" ask someone with a baritone voice to enter the room.

I didn't answer, staring at a flat object while lying down. Look around for a good and interesting movie or animation.

"If the man says it, God gives his mouth to speak!" he was firm and I glanced at him.

"No papa," I answered briefly and looked back at the phone.

"Everybody has their own opinion and I think it's normal."

"Oh!"

"Hmm," she took a rough breath. Perhaps, he was tired of facing this attitude of mine.

However, this is also due to him who if talking is not filtered first. He left the room, I don't want to know what he's doing let him see his wife. It's more apt to be called a wife, anyway, than a laptop.

***

"Pa, do you think they're in love with each other?"

"Come, Ma. Looking at them, there seems to be no love at their marriage."

"So, how should we go? Soon they will also be a year, what if Abibah obeys the words of her parents at that time that she may be sued for divorce if after one year there is no love in their household?"

"We pray for Ma."

"But we can't force Abibah to stay in a relationship she doesn't want, can we?"

"Yes, anyway," resigned Dwi crossed the chest with a face that was anxious and afraid.

"We pray, whatever Abibah decides. We don't want to follow." Dwi was only able to nod weakly.

Silki did tell about her agreement with Abibah first to Dwi. Whether Abibah remembers or not.

However, they hope that Abibah has started to love Malik and will never sue for the divorce.

***

"Living a few more months, I can choose to stay or leave" I said by looking at the calendar on my phone.

"Where, huh? What am I gonna do? I wanted to stay, but Mr. Malik's attitude and behavior seemed to drive me away."

"I'm also ashamed if I had to divorce at a young age, who would want to? But forcing is not me. I'd better let go if I'm the only one with feelings."

Tok tok tok tok

"Who?" I screamed a little.

"God, let's have dinner!"

"Well, why do you have to do everything? What ... I asked Mr. Malik all about this, huh? Let me know what to do next" I thought and walked out of the room.

He didn't wait for me after telling me to dinner, at the dinner table there was only the sound of the twang of a spoon rumbling.

"If there's something you want to say, then just say it!" obviously Mr. Malik by looking at his rice then glanced at me who was sniffed was looking at him.

I kept quiet, answering nothing. Kan, still a crashing mode. Later, when I feel better, I will ask about this unclear household.

As for the maid, it turned out that the maid in this house was a widow with two children. He is 30 years old now.

He said he was divorced because in the household there were always quarrels with no end. Every time he gave up, he kept fighting.

Trivial problems will be made into a big problem for her husband, to make him unable to bear and decide to separate.

His children come with him all, his house is not too far from the villa that's why it makes him able to commute without staying overnight.

"Mom, bring the kids tomorrow, yeah. I want acquaintances" I said as Mbak was giving tea and milk to my desk.

"But they will fight and riot Neng Abibah. I'm also hard at work later."

"Father, I'll take them for a walk. No papa, right?" I smiled by raising my next eyebrow.

"Okay, Neng. Ngerepotin, besides at home there is also my mother who takes care of them, really."

"Yes ... Once, ma'am, can you, huh?" my door with a clear face and cupped my hands in front.

"Please Ma'am, I will help him take care of your child later. No papa," said Mr. Malik who from earlier only listened to our chat.

"Yaudah, tomorrow I take them with me" he said, making me smile.

"Thank you, Ma'am!"

"I should say thank you, because I want to be repotinated with my children."

"Hahaha, no papa ma'am. Not taking nicotine, really."

Ma'am returned to the kitchen, while I drank half a glass of milk and immediately went to intend to go to the room.

"Spend or cancel your child playing with you?" The voice of someone who was like a threat sounded in my ear. I just took a quick glance and just walked away.

I am a woman who is able to latch onto someone for a long time if the person does not persuade or apologize.

Let it go, let Mr. Malik know the taste. Thought I'd melt that way with him who was helping me in persuading Ma'am? It won't!