Aunty's Matchmaker
Letter of Agreement

After class today, I went home in my car. Yes, the result of the tube from SD until finally it is also helped by Mama and Papa, anyway.

Remember, don't forget the tube, guys! Because what? Because that can calm it in addition to being close to the Creator is also money because it can buy or walk for the mind to calm down.

I put my feet up with a little run, opened the door and saw that Papa and Mama were on the couch.

I approached them with a little nervous and afraid, that they would talk about my marriage later.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma, Pa," said my greeting, which still stands beside Papa's bench.

"Sit down, boy!" tell Papa to look at me. I immediately sat down next to Mama who had developed a soothing smile with her tattoo veil matching the shirt.

Papa took a deep breath with a face that seemed confused to start talking from where.

"What's the matter Pa?" ask me who is curious. Hope, if Papa tells you that the marriage is canceled.

"This, about you and Malik," said Papa breaking the silence.

Gleg ...!

I have been salivary and have thought that what I want really happened, broke the marriage with the lecturer.

"W-why Pa?"

"Family Mr. Malik, this is your marriage!"

Woy-woy, wait a minute! Th-this, I think something's wrong. I laughed like a gi la.

"Haha, Papa's joking, right? Papa didn't want to say that our marriage was cancelled? Aye, right? It doesn't matter, Pa. Abibah sincerely very, very sincere," I answered honestly from the deepest recesses of the heart.

"If Mama and Papa are embarrassed because Abibah is not married, it is not ok if we have to move. Abibah is ready to move to college anywhere," connect me with a smile that has been kek people bego looking at Mama.

Mama and Papa knit eyebrows staring at me, "Who wants to cancel? Auntie Dwi and Om Dimas are going abroad for a year, which is why your marriage should be brought forward. There will probably be no engagement celebration. Later that night, you'll be proposed. We're going to have a night out with their families at one of the restaurants" Papa explained, which I hope is just a dream.

The plan, my marriage will be held in six months, "So, when is Pa's wedding?" I asked who actually refused to ask that question.

"Next week!"

My body was limp, directly leaning on the sofa. I really want to feel faint and feel faint, only I am too strong to be a woman to never feel faint.

Doldrums and gazes with a weld toward the floor whose color never changes, still white.

"Pa, please Abibah Pa. Didn't Papa see Abibah? Abibah wants to continue S2 Pa," please me with teary eyes.

This, for the hundredth time I begged with tears. Look at it later, I'll take this revenge on Mr. Malik.

Therefore, I so often cry already like an artist in the soap opera flying fish only. It sucks!

"Well, you can continue your S2, baby," persuaded Mama while rubbing my back.

I looked straight at Mama with her body still leaning, "Ma ... Abibah wants to be abroad, same time. Can play together, if married. Where might Mr. Malik want to move abroad there," I looked softly at Mama.

"You show her your merciful face, how know she's sorry! That's just a bother, don't mess around anymore, yeah, Abibah! Moreover, dare to hang yourself," Papa persisted and left the room.

"Later tonight we will meet with the Malik family, also later you will be put to a simple application there. You get ready later, yeah. At 7pm we'll be gone." Mama rubbed my shoulders and threw a smile at me, she immediately passed away and left this child alone with nothingness.

"It sucks!" I grumbled and wiped my tears. Choosing to room to change clothes also put a college bag.

I pulled back the car keys and away from the house, but it was only 3 p.m. Usually the cafe will open at 5 or 4.

I opened and tidied up a cafe that was not too messy, did not forget to turn on the music so that my mood rose again.

When I was immersing my face in the pile of hands, I gasped and stared at the door as the sound of the door opened.

The person immediately sat on one of the benches that must still be empty.

"Here you go, I want to talk!" let the man look at me.

With lazy footsteps and shoulders slumping downward uninspired, I walked towards him with my hands pressed into the apron.

"What's up, sir?" my tent is still standing.

"Sit down!"

Finally I sat in front of him and threw a glance in the other direction.

"Read and see!"

I immediately saw, in front of me was already a piece of paper coming from him.

"What is this letter?" ask me by knitting eyebrows.

"Read!"

I took the paper and started reading it, sometimes my eyes grew because I felt something was wrong with the letter.

"Ck! This is called a deal in my favor!" I firmly laid the paper back down harshly.

"Which part benefits me?" asked Mr. Malik staring at the writing of him containing 10 agreements.

"Partially, everything except number 1! Time, I have to obey the Father and the Father can do anything. Very nice, do not expect to be my husband must obey, yes!"

"Asiyah is obedient to Fir'aun" he said.

"Ck! And you're proud to be like Fir'aun? Be eternally prepared in Hell!" obviously with my lips.

His jaw looked hard, was he angry? Bodo! I don't care about that at all.

"You're so stubborn!"

"You're not loud, not the head of his name!"

"Ck! It's up to you, if you don't want to agree to this deal just refuse that stupid marriage!"

I screeched and looked the other way, at the end of the road I saw Aulia coming down from the angkot. He doesn't know anything about me or Mr. Malik.

I took the paper and showed it to him, "In the world of covenant, both sides must make a profit!" I obviously and started tearing the paper.

"If only one is profitable and one side loses, then it is not a covenant but foolishness!"

I broke the paper I had torn into pieces.

"I will never obey, if you do not exemplify obedience. Wife, will follow how her husband. If you can make out with another woman, then I am .." I pause and draw near to her, "can also do that with another man!"

Her eyes widened and stared intently at me, before Aulia saw us talking together.

I immediately returned to the cashier's place and did not forget to smile with lips raised next to him.