Aunty's Matchmaker
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I noticed Mr. Malik packing our clothes, I wanted to help. But, he forbade and instead told me to stay seated and bring me milk.

"What time do we leave, sir?" I asked by looking at his back.

"Four 10" said Mr. Malik and made me nod.

It was only 6am, I yawned many times because I felt still very sleepy. Suitcases are filled with our clothes.

"I take it forward first, yeah." I nodded and Mr. Malik walked out of this room. Mr. Malik's phone is on the side of my phone.

I never tamper with his phone, while my phone has even been confiscated by him.

I opened the phone that turned out to use the password, "Dih, what password?" I was confused myself.

Peel numbers 1-4 and open, "No intention to install a password!" I opened and clicked on the 'Google.'

I don't know why, I've always been with people's search sites. Instead of kepo with photos or application of the message I was even more kepo to it.

My eyes were round, between holding back laughter, anger, annoyance and embarrassment at what he was looking for. Very, very poor quality.

After finishing there, I saw the number of chat notifications that he archived and all that arose was a chat from me and some families who might be close to him.

"Where's Vilo?" I just remembered that one woman. No chat they're even in the archives.

"Nobody, because every time he chat I always delete and the number is not I save," said someone from the doorway that makes me instantly stiffen.

I was only able to display a grin, Mr. Malik started to approach me with a smile.

"Have you finished checking his phone?" asked Malik to raise one eyebrow.

"Well, who checks your phone? Very pede!" I turned my eyes.

"Oh, huh? Why is my phone on you?" I stared at the hand that was still holding his phone.

"So, the phone rang so I picked it up!" I immediately gave Mr. Malik's cell phone and intend to leave the room.

However, my hand was held by Mr. Malik which made me collide with the chest of his field.

"You don't have to be afraid, there won't be another woman besides you. Didn't I promise? Promise ... to always be by your side."

I looked up to hear the sweet words of Mr. Malik, "Can I hold the words of the Father? To never leave me?"

I looked at my husband's nano, he nodded his head in agreement and knew that I had high hopes for him.

On the deck of this body and without a fight, I returned a hug from Mr. Malik, "Gibah .. i love you," whispered Mr. Malik who was barely heard.

Instantly I rounded my eyes, feeling like hot cheeks. Did Mr Malik just express his feelings to me?

"Why not answered? Don't you love me?" asked Mr. Malik who was waiting for an answer from me by releasing a hug.

"Ciye ... Waiting for an answer from me, huh?" I asked her by teasing herself.

"Ck! So pede yourself!" ketus Mr. Malik averted his eyes.

I immediately hugged Mr. Malik so that the feeling of his sprains disappeared, "I love you too Mr. Malik," I said looking up at Mr. Malik.

He smiled with a look at me, his outstretched hand rubbing his head covered with a veil.

"Malik, Abibah. Mob-"

"Sorry, Malik Abibah. The car is ready, the driver is waiting in front," he continued when his speech was paused and immediately left the room.

"Mr, anyway! It should be in the lock, shame 'will it be!" I felt so ashamed of what had just happened.

"Udah, the guard is married. Masa, he doesn't know anything like this."

"What the hell is this?" ask me a little hard.

"Hahaha ...have it done, let's go out," asked Mr. Malik by embracing my shoulder.

"Not romantic!" my ketus lowered his hand, "what's not heavy, huh?" I walked first with my feet.

Apparently, besides being cold and cold. Mr. Malik is also very perverted, what an amazing lecturer. I got curious, what kind of courtship he had with his ex.

You see, I never dated. Automatically, I don't know what all the people who are dating are doing.

What is just; eat, go out together, drink and just go for a walk. Or even if Mr Malik and Chelsea they participate in social activities?

'But if I ask later. I was jealous, hadeuh ... how, this? I'm kepo but how their courtship style, ' my mind is worried.

"Why hm?" asked Malik looking at my face.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Why were you just daydreaming?"

"No, I don't daydream" I said, looking out at the street.

After a few minutes, I looked back at Mr. Malik's face which was still looking at me. He raised one eyebrow as if he was asking.

"Sir, you used to date Chelsea how, anyway?" I asked to express my thoughts.

"What's the matter?" ask her with a confused eyebrow.

"Yes, what streets hold hands or eat while bribing? Or how?" ask me with a tone up an octave. For a long time, emotions also against Mr. Malik who seemed to not understand this.

"Of course, just a general person dating, anyway," he answered casually by throwing a look.

"How is the general courtship?" ask me who doesn't understand.

"What Abibah says is that there is, a hold, a bribe, sometimes a kiss. If you used to, yes, hold your waist again riding a motorbike. Well, if the person who has a car does not know what to do in the car. Understandably, difficult people Mr. mah," said the driver who made me clench his hands instantly.

The view that was shifted forward immediately looked at Mr. Malik back, his face looks panicked because of the speech of the driver just now.

"Yes, is that sir?" I try to be patient by showing a smile to Mr. Malik.

"Yes, that's the Father. If I don't like it, at least it's a doang road. After that go home, bye," explained Mr. Malik who was already scared.

I just nodded and smiled, sitting away from Mr. Malik a little. Kan, I even hurt plus emotions when I know what he did while dating.

"Well, don't think about the past if you even hurt like this," added Mr. Malik who even blamed me.

"Oh, so is this my fault sir? I was wrong, was I? Oh, yeah, that's really just ex-Bapak Doang, yeah, right! Sono, he's my father!" my namel is staring at him.

As a result of my questions and answers from Mr. Malik as well as the driver, along the streets I just kept quiet by staring out.

While Mr. Malik persuaded me as much as possible, but his name is a girl, yes, famous for her lash. So, of course, it will not be easy for Mr. Malik to make me melt.