Aunty's Matchmaker
Resuming

"Sister Abil yesterday said what's the same to you?" asked Aulia from sebrang.

I'm cooking for dinner tonight, if it's cold, it'll be heated later.

"Mmm .. nothing, he just talked to Mas Malik doang" I replied as if.

"She's like a baby, yeah, just like you."

"No."

"Where are you from?"

"High eyes."

"Look into his eyes yesterday."

"That's it!"

"Oh, still watching it turns out. Kirain did not care," said Aulia to tease me.

"Appaan, anyway! I've cooked you, even late in the afternoon talk this way," ketusku who did not think of this woman.

"Jude, deh. Bye ...."

"Hm."

The call was ended by Aulia first, I was busy continuing cooking until it was finally finished at 5 pm.

Feeling bored with what to do next, I went to the room to look around for gifts that we had not yet opened.

I looked for a gift from someone who came alone, after getting his card with a little considerable effort.

I sat on the edge of the bed looking at a gift wrapped in batik motif paper. I open slowly and in it there is a box also a famous brand.

It was a moment when he found that there were two watches that must be one for me and one for Mas Malik.

I reopened the box at the watch to see how the man's choice of watch looked.

"Waw ...," I was amazed at Abil's choice, which I could say was classy.

Under the box there is paper tucked, I immediately put the watch boxes to the side and more interested in the paper now.

[To; Abibah ....

You tau? Meeting you was something I never expected before, as if meeting with the encouragement of my life back.

L like you? Yeah, very! However, I am late to realize and express it while you are too late to say and refuse your matchmaking.

Sick? Very! When you found out that you were married to someone far more than me.

At first I thought that you were just like any other woman out there, Matre. However, I only knew the truth when I saw that you were different from the others.

I love you but that doesn't mean I have to do stupid things like everyone else or in the movies.

By seizing you from others because of this great love, does not love mean sacrifice?

And now, I've done it. Sacrificing for the people I love, I am happy to know you.

Pray, may I get a woman who is much better than you and indeed my soul mate so that I no longer feel this pain.

Thank you, for being in my days and for being part of what made my life more colorful Abibah ..].

I was stunned to read the contents of the letter, the last time we met was indeed a little arguing even the bracelet he used to give me back.

I threw paper for fear of problems later, indeed I had liked Kak Abil at that time.

But, the name of the woman will love her husband one in the end and will assume that the suaminya is the most handsome in this world.

Abil and I are just two people who were met accidentally, there is no relationship and any bond.

Although there is, if it is not the soul mate will eventually be the same as the separation that will occur.

I rubbed my stomach that was getting bigger and bigger, smiling warmly towards this stomach sincerely.

There is no easy life, all there will be a test of things. Want it; friendship, household, family, work or other.

However, believe and look behind it all there are answers and solutions that God has given us.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the main door being knocked, I who was staring into the street from the window realized and immediately opened the door I locked.

Reviewing a smile for a man who was tired all day to make a living for me, he returned my smile and rubbed his head not forgetting to kiss this stomach.

I'm happy, very! Although at the beginning, I was so opposed and did not accept the fate that had been set.

In fact, I had to do stupid things because I so vehemently refused to be with him which is now my source of happiness.

People say, never marry someone you don't love because in the end there will be only pressure and sadness in it.

But I said there's nothing wrong with marrying someone we don't love. Because of love, it will grow with time and the attitude of him that makes us love him.

"You why? How come Natap Mas is so? Pake smiles all the way," said Mas Malik looking at my smiling face towards him.

I shook my head, "Gak papa, you are so handsome Mas and Abibah are so lucky to be your wife."

"Start another rabbit, yeah! Look out ... later tonight anyway Mas will make you not sleep."

"Ih, what the fuck! Nothing, yes, don't mess around" I said pointing at him.

"Why indeed? Who's afraid? I'm not afraid, '" he said approaching.

"Stop Mas! Don't be tickled, eh!" my lament.

"Haha." Laughter came out of my lips when he deliberately pricked me by tickling my waist.

****

Finished the Magrib prayer, we ended up eating together at the dining table. The sound of spoons is mutually authentic.

"Mas, we haven't been to the tomb in a long time, yes" I said.

"Eh, yes, yes. When are we going there again?" mash Malik asked looking at me.

"For one year of marriage, how?" my suggestion and got a nod from Mas Malik.

***

As per our agreement a few months ago, today Mas Malik and I are in the grave of my parents with a little distress due to an enlarged stomach.

The mound of land that planted my parents was a little grassy, and Mas Malik and I pulled the grass.

Sowing flowers and water did not forget to send a prayer guided by Mas Malik, my tears have fallen since the first step on this TPU.

"Mas, let Abibah be alone for a moment, yes," I asked not to take my eyes off the board that read Mama's name.

"Well, later if you have trouble getting up. Call Mas, yes," he said, and I immediately accepted, even though I didn't really understand what he had just said.

The man walked away from the graves of my Mama and Papa, I sat down limp. Crying really brings out a longing that I can't express through the deck again.

"Ma ... already one year marriage Abibah and Mas Malik, Abibah first get two options from Mama.

If for two years there was no love in our household, Abibah could claim Mas Malik's divorce or survive this marriage.

And now, Abibah chose Ma's second option. Abibah will survive because there is already love and happiness in our marriage.

Mama ... Papa ... soon Abibah will become a mother, doain Abibah in order to be a good parent for Abibah's child.

It's true what people say, yes, Ma. Parents will give their best to their children.

And it was real, Mama and Papa gave the best husband for Abibah. A husband who was so sincere and took care of Abibah with all his heart.

Thanks, Ma ... Pa. Forgive Abibah who is still a lot wrong first with you two, Abibah is still a child who defies.

Hicks .. hiks ... Ab-abibah love you guys. Abibah wants to hug you, Ma ... Pa." My crying became more and more uncontrollable, I leaned my head against the sign that read Mama's name.

Mas Malik finally followed with a panicked voice, I saw a worried look on his face, "Udah, yes, come on, let's go home!" follow him with a soft tone.

I nodded and was helped to stand by Mas Malik, walked towards the car and stopped looking back.

'Thank you Ma ... Pa, thank you. Abibah will always send prayers and love you, wait for Abibah in His heaven, yes, my mind smiles and looks forward.

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