Aunty's Matchmaker
Apologies

Today is my day to check the contents and see if for the next 3 days my baby candidates are strong to face the event that has been prepared Mama.

We're looking for a female nurse who is at least safe if she holds or sees my stomach, we've also told her that it's with her that I'm going to have a baby.

"No papa, this is. Dede's fine, safe if you want to make a party," explained the doctor while looking at the screen that noticed the motion of my future son in the stomach.

There is a feeling of sadness and pleasure to see there is life in my stomach, hopefully he does not feel regret for being my son later.

Because in fact, a child can not choose which family he will be born from. Maybe, if asked one by one to the children.

10% said they wanted to stay with their current family, while 90% wanted to be born into another family.

"Why are you, why?" mas Malik asked when he found me daydreaming in the car.

"No papa Mas, just afraid of getting here. Afraid, can not be a good parent for Abibah children later," I said and stroked the stomach that had begun to feel the change.

"No parent can instantly become the best parent, all parents will certainly learn every day so that their children feel comfortable and happy being born from their families. We both learn, learn how to be good parents. No need to worry, I will help and always be by your side" explained Mas Malik again and again reassured me that he will not go from this side.

I nodded and reviewed the smile before him, the cafe already has a new employee who is sought after by Mas Malik.

While Aulia, she was on her honeymoon she said in Yogyakarta with her husband. Every day he would tell stories from strange to very absurd.

Sometimes, I like to get annoyed when I hear a slightly absurd story from her lips. But isn't he like that?

Chelsea was sentenced for trying to frame her, she was only sentenced to 1 year, while after that she was immediately taken abroad to hold her case responsible for killing her ex-husband.

"Mas, let's see Chelsea, yuk!" take me while we're on our way home. It's Sunday, so the office is off and Mas Malik can accompany me to the doctor.

"Make what?" asked Mas Malik glanced at me, "mending we just shopping, nyari clothes or the needs of the dede." Mas Malik rubbed this gemes stomach.

"How long has he been born, why buy it now?" I asked who was confused why Mas Malik was more enthusiastic about buying goods for babies.

"Kalo pas want new lahiran bought his clothes, you can not buy dong. Where strong to make way again," explained Mas Malik who indeed has a point.

"But, Mas. He said pamali, you know buy clothes when his son is a real baby."

"Godly, you still believe the same thing. In 2023, nothing is like that. Bye, if you do not want to buy baby equipment. We eat or shop, deh," cut off Mas Malik who was lazy to argue with me.

"Mmm. .. We play," I agreed to his suggestion. He smiled and drove the car towards the mall.

While being engrossed in the game of campit dolls, my eyes caught the figure of someone who seemed to also see me.

He swung his legs at us with his arms held by a man with a large body.

"What do you want?" mas Malik asked in an unfriendly tone while I just stared at them.

"Haha, just relax Mr. Malik. I won't do anything else, take it easy" he said with a smile.

Me and Mas Malik just kept silent not answering his words, wondering what he would explain now.

"I just want to apologize, sorry because at that time I made a mistake that even made Mr. Malik uncomfortable or even ilfil with me until Mr. Malik decided to quit campus.

I know that I am a stupid woman who wants to get something back from the person I love without me realizing that the feeling of love cannot be forced.

I also regret having done things that are dangerous or almost threatening you Abibah, as a lecturer I should not have done.

Love makes me blind and stupid. Can't tell which one is good and not, but I'm lucky I didn't go that far as to do everything I could to get Mr. Malik.

In the end, I knew that God had brought me the best soul mate. A soul mate who can love me for who I am and does not demand that I be like everyone else" explained Mis Vilo staring at the man beside him.

"So will you forgive me?" mis Vilo asked staring at me and Mas Malik in turn.

I smiled and nodded, "Why, no? Don't all humans make mistakes? That's what Mis does and things like this and because love is common. However, even because of love we must still be able to control ourselves so as not to do things that should not be," I said.

He nodded and returned my smile no less sincerely, "Thank you Abibah, you are indeed suitable and worthy to be beside Malik," praised Mis Vilo making me stare towards Mas Malik.

"It wasn't him, but it was me who was right next to him and deserved to be next to him" said Mas Malik staring at me and putting his hand on my shoulder.

Mis Vilo just smiled and nodded at Mas Malik's words, "Oh, yes, this," I said remembering something, "don't forget to come, yes, Miss."

I handed over the invitation paper I happened to carry in the bag.

"Repception?" ask Mis Vilo to make sure.

"Yes, Mis. Our wedding reception," I said with a nod.

"Well, I'll definitely come there. Thank you for the invitation also sorry from you guys, we go first and continue your game earlier."

I waved and was replied by Mis Vilo who finally left before us with the man who was just silent earlier.

"That's Miss Vilo, Mas?" I whispered a little while Mas Malik was busy with the claw machine.

He raised his shoulders indifferently and stared at me, "Either! Why not ask?" he said and looked back at the dolls in the box.

I just put my lips forward because I was upset at his attitude, not very excited to be invited to tell a story together.