Aunty's Matchmaker
Returnees

A new plane landed in Indonesia, a beautiful woman and a pretty sexy outfit came out of the plane.

With glasses perched on his nose, he walked into the airport to wait for an invitation.

"I can't wait to see you, I miss you so much" he murmured with a smile.

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Mr. Malik and I have arrived at the apartment, we returned to this place even though my in-laws have told me to stay in his place.

But I refuse that. Because it's more comfortable to stay here. Besides not being too big, I was easy and not too tired to clean it.

"Well, are you still mad at me?" asked Mr. Malik with me who was laying down the body due to fatigue.

"Hmm" my eyes closed.

"I'm going to sleep here, yeah," she asked, which might also be soy.

"On the couch you can!" I opened my eyes and turned my back.

"Huft .. alright," he pasrah and passed out of the room.

Instead of feeling pity, I fell asleep without feeling sorry for the man. Anyway, it's wrong on its own why even want to answer my question about the ex.

Inevitably Malik finally lay down his body on the sofa, he pinched the base of his nose feeling confused with Abibah.

"The girl is very strange, yes, she whose turn is answered she is also the one who is angry. The numbers should not let it go unanswered. Okay, now I know. Can't talk about the past even though he's the nanya," Malik said staring at the phone.

"I'll make some food later, as a sign of apology. How do you know, that way he's devastated and want to forgive me."

"Eh, why should I bother looking for a way to make him want to forgive me? Am I really in love with a rabbit?" malik continued and reflexively sat pensive.

"Yes, I think I fell in love with a rabbit. Argg ... basic!" malik's grouse scratched his head in frustration.

Malik tried to sleep, many times trying to sleep on the sofa. Usually, he can sleep there.

However, for some reason this time he felt troubled. Get up from the couch carrying a pillow in your arms.

Opening the door of the room, looking at the shady face that was already asleep. Malik approached after locking the room door.

"God," called Malik in a soft tone even impressed whispering.

There was no reply from the master, Malik felt real pity. But his body needs rest.

"God," called Malik again who was squatting on the bed and stared fixedly at his wife's face.

Those eyes finally blinked, looking at Malik who immediately displayed a smile of success.

"Hmm" dehem Abibah with eyes that are actually lazy.

"I want to sleep, can I sleep with you? I can't sleep on the couch, or if you want. We sleep on the couch, I can't sleep there's no you" asked Malik with a clear face.

There was a happy feeling to hear the words from Malik just now, but as much as possible Abibah hid the smile he wanted to crack.

"I promise you, I'll cook and have a few apartments. Plis, this time allow sleeping here. Tomorrow I have to work because, if the soy sauce will not focus on its work," he continued because he felt the interlocutor had no response.

"Yes, already. Go up sir" said Abibah briefly and turned his body. Instantly Malik who had been putting on a face of compassion immediately turned happy.

The man walked around the bed and went up next to Abibah, he hugged the woman and sure enough. Before long, he had already entered into dreamland with the woman.

At 3 pm, Malik was busy in the kitchen while Abibah was still asleep in the room. In accordance with the promise of the man that he will force also beberes.

Disturbed by the sound of the kitchen, Abibah blinked and looked around and got up because she did not feel the presence of her husband.

"Wih ... Cook what, nih?" asked Abibah to sit at the dinner table with a pillow face and half disheveled hair.

"Why wear a veil, sir?" asked Abibah to knit an eyebrow, "did you see me too."

Malik turned off the stove and approached Abibah making the woman look up, "Because I have seen you, you must be careful. It could be that I eat you every day if you do not wear a veil in this house," Malik said half-threatening.

Abibah swallowed his saliva to hear Malik's words, "The outrageous father turned out to be a pervert, yes, I just knew, you know," said Abibah hung in horror at her own husband.

He immediately got up slowly and went back to the room while running while Malik just smiled thinly and shook his head staring at his wife's behavior.

"Who wouldn't be perverted if his wife was as beautiful as you, Abibah," Malik explained as he put the food he made onto the plate.

Abibah came back to the kitchen by following Malik's words earlier, he used a veil with his mouth raised.

"Why?" malik asked, staring at Abibah.

"Sir, I bosen tau at home mulu. Tomorrow, I go to the cafe, yes," asked Abibah and dropped his weight on the dining chair.

"Can, there's a new woman. Why else go there?"

"Yes, what am I doing here? Tomorrow you start to enter the campus, what do I do? Bosen knows, sir!" moaned Abibah while putting food made by Malik into his mouth.

"You're weird, out there a lot of wives want to be home. Taking care of your husband and home, you even want work."

"Yes, no husband is taken care of. If the house is also at most how many hours have also been given the machine."

"In the afternoon the cafe opened, I also went home."

"Yes .. Come on, sir!"

"Don't be stubborn, you're here!"

Abibah snorted annoyed at Malik's words just now, he could not at all persuade the man to give permission.

"Well, if I go home later in the afternoon until 6. You just got to the cafe and don't forget to say goodbye to me, so I can pick you up."

"Okay, Sir. Thanks!" exclaimed Abibah who immediately smiled happily.

"Oh, yeah, how's Mama and Papa's house? Has it been filled by memorizers or not?"

"Mm .. said Abibah's cousin, it is likely to be renovated again."

"Is there really a broken part?"

Abibah shook his head, "but, if the room was just that. Yes, obviously less sir. They plan to add his room to fit memorizers and other teachers."

"Where is it coming from?"

"Yesterday Abibah was also, they said Abibah did not need to help funds. They have their funds."

"Hmm .. but, if they need to tell me. Let's help as much as we can."

"Yes, Sir. Abibah told them, really. Abibah so think something, deh," explained Abibah looking straight ahead.

"What?" malik asked, staring at Abibah.

"Pengen for that musala, sir. Let the people who want to pray do not have to go all the way on foot especially because it is far from the musala so their reason for not praying congregation."

"Hmm .. can, later we can share to make your dream come true."

"Our dream, because you also want to help!" abibah smiled. Malik finally nodded and smiled faintly.

"Yes, our dream," he said repeating Abibah's sentence.