Aunty's Matchmaker
Don't Erase!

"God, how? Still sick or sick to her stomach?" my mom asked me while we were having dinner together.

"Ma, that nausea is Malik. Not Abibah," cut Mas Malik while pursing his lips.

He did not eat because he was no longer tasteful with the food, Mama had asked earlier he wanted what to buy.

However, he admitted he still did not want anything. Be the one who doesn't eat tonight.

I just chuckled at my husband's words, "God is not nauseous, really, Ma. Anyway, that's exactly what Mas Malik said. He's the one who's sick, really," I replied as if.

"Eh, Mama and Papa have plans to make your reception. Want, huh?" ask Mama for an opinion.

"What is Ma's perception for?"

"Kan, yesterday when you married no co-worker Papa. So, now invited to know everything," said Mama explained the purpose of our wedding reception.

"Consultation to the doctor first Ma, Abibah can or not. You see also the content of Abibah is still new, afraid that the soy sauce will even be why," added Mas Malik with his hands to pick up the fruits on the table.

"Hmm .. okay, if the doctor gives permission. You want?" mama asked looking at me as well Mas Malik alternately.

I smiled and nodded in agreement, it would be bad to refuse. Because, this must be all for our good.

It's not good to think that people think I'm claiming to be Mas Malik's wife just because that person doesn't know about our marriage.

"Oh, yes, Papa Denger Chelsea came back here again, huh?" tanya Papa opened his voice with his mouth chewing food.

"Do you know where?" asked Mas Malik while I was only focusing on food.

"Temen Papa told you, because he and Chelsea have cooperation. He asked, why you and he didn't get married and the house you bought was resold."

"Yes, he came and met Malik at that time."

"Goddesses? Have you met her?" ask Mama by holding my shoulder.

I nodded, "It's Ma."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing, anyway. Biasaah, girls if they fail to move on' is weird. Mad Rada," I replied annoyed because that was the truth.

"But you don't like him anymore, do you, Malik?" mama asked, staring intently at Mas Malik.

"Yes, no Ma. Why also like him again, the person I like 'will be in front of me, '" teased Mas Malik who was in front of me only blocked by the dining table alone.

"Mas .. I'm sick of your dreadfulness," you said as you closed your mouth. This made Mama and Papa laugh while Mas Malik bent his face annoyed.

"Now, where do you live?"

"We have bought Pa's house, Abibah's wish house," said Mas Malik staring at me with a smile.

I smiled hearing that too.

"Thank God, if there's anything. You guys don't hesitate to ask for help with Mama and Papa, you just calm down. We'll help if we can and can."

"Thank you Pa" simultaneously I and Mas Malik spoke to the man I had considered my own birth father after Papa's departure from the accident.

Arriving in the room, the ringing sound of my cell phone filled the room. Tonight we slept here because Mama said the house was too quiet if there were only two of them.

"Who's Honey?" tanya Mas Malik approached towards me.

"Aulia Mas," I replied and picked up the phone while sitting down. Mas Malik deliberately put his ear on the cellphone so that he could listen to our conversation.

"Hey, look out for me!" my heart feels uncomfortable.

"Udah, just focus on the phone," he told her that he didn't feel guilty.

I just grunt annoyed, I don't know why his attitude is too kepo I don't like. Serem only if later my son will also be so as a result.

I just need a cell phone so that if suddenly the woman screams back my skin is not budge as a result.

"Lu can relax! Shouting all sorts of shit!" I annoyed him by raising my voice a little.

"Hehe, sorry Abibah. I'm really happy about this, yes, Allah," he said, who seems to be very happy to mention the Creator.

"What's wrong?" I just knitted my eyebrows while looking at Mas Malik's face which seemed curious as well.

"Erwin wants to apply for me! Aaaa ...!" peekik Aulia came back from sebrang. Lucky this time my ears and Mas Malik are not victims of that voice.

"Erwin who?" ask me who does not know about his relationship with a new man.

"That's, the man you kicked out of that time," said Aulia reminded. I paused for a moment trying to remember which man Aulia meant.

"Oh .. who can't read that?" chirped me as I remembered a man sneaking in without reading the cafe pamplet.

"But I can't read him! But because of the rush of that time!" bela Aulia who did not accept the candidate I said.

"Are you sure? Do you know what he is?" manya.

"Rubby, dong! In fact, I had already come to his house at that time," explained Aulia with a piety from sebrang.

"Wah ... has gone that far it turns out your relationship with her."

"Yes, dong. Deliberately secret-in, let it be your cake and Mr. Malik. A relationship that's too indulgent isn't good either, is it?"

"Hmm .. Yes, anyway, so when is the wedding plan?"

"Possible the day after the family he will come to bed, I want a month after the marriage proposal directly."

"Beuh ... did you get married?"

"Yes, I'm the boss at your job!" obviously Aulia was laughing. I put forward an annoyed lip hearing his words.

"Basic, lu! Yaudah, may it be until H-ya's day."

"Eh, the day after you came dong, yeah. I'm confused as to who 'will you be my best friend and family."

"What time is the show?" my question is to look towards Mas Malik who is still faithful to listen to our conversation.

"Obside."

"Yaudah, I'm working on it. Close the cafe tomorrow, yes" I told him.

"OKAY. Yaudah, sorry to interrupt. Thank you Abibah. Muezz." I was horrified to hear the kiss from him.

I haven't had time to hear the call has been turned off first with the ruckus heard.

"Muach," said Mas Malik as he kissed the right cheek.

"So, what the hell!" my annoyance wiped the traces of his kiss. Seeing this, Mas Malik's face seemed annoyed by what I made.

"Why removed?" ask Mas Malik angry.

"Wild, fuck kiss everything!"

Cup cup cup

This face was rained down with the water jigongnya, even mosquitoes can die can smell the smell on my cheeks hahaha.

My hand was held by him, "Don't be erased!" press Mr. Malik pursed his lips with an adorable face.

I want to feel like I'm you ti la sinya see her face.