Azizah, Wife Taste Savings
MUMED (MISSION TO PURSUE THE WIDOW)

"Yeayyy, I'm very fond of Aunt, today can walk the same om and Aunty, rich in dreams Tasya"

Tasya spoke cheerfully while holding Azizah's fingers as well as Abimana at once. Tasya was in the middle of the two couples who were now smiling happily at the cheerful face of the little girl.

They are now healing in the mall after driving Azizah to check the content.

Abimana deliberately chose the nearest mall because he did not want Azizah and Tasya exhausted. Especially Azizah who was pregnant.

"What is Tasya dreaming?"

Azizah asked curiously.

"Tasya is always a dream, go for a walk with mom papa Tasya, but mama..."

"Now, don't talk sad baby, we're here to have fun!"

Abimana said, He did not want this happy moment to be damaged because he remembered the habits of Tasya's mother who was none other than his own sister, who was very bad in treating Tasya.

"Yes Om is right! Sorry, Om"

"No need to apologize, dear... Oh yea! How about we get some ice cream?"

"Horay! Come on Om, Tasya wants to!!"

Tasya exclaimed with sparkling eyes.

"Rubber? Want some ice cream?"

The rose of Abimana that made Azizah immediately chuckled.

"You dong, if in haha treat"

"Yarrapp!!! You can buy all the shops too!!"

"Heuuum cocky!!! Does Abi have that kind of money?"

"No really... Haha"

"Hahaha, there's-there's just"

"Oh yeah, what kind of ice cream does that taste?"

Tasya asked as she stroked Azizah's stomach.

"What aja, adek baby doyan all hehehe"

"Yes, Come on... Come on Tasya, let's go!" Abimana.

"Let's go Om!!" Sahut Tasya's.

Abimana and Tasya ran small, while Azizah followed behind them.

That afternoon, the three humans who were met by chance enjoyed time together with joy like a happy little family.

They spend time playing in the time zone, buying snacks and enjoying dinner together.

Until walking they become the center of attention of other visitors. Envy seeing the couple. One was beautiful, one was handsome, in the middle of them was a cute and adorable little boy.

Very suitable and harmonious. That is the praise given by the mall visitors who see them.

Until it was not felt, night came. Abimana drove Azizah along with Tasya with his favorite butut bike.

"Alhamdulillah has reached madam"

Abiman said as soon as the motorbike was perfectly parked right in front of the door of Aunt Ani's house.

"Thank God, thank you Mr. Abimana who is kind and not arrogant..."

"Hehe"

"Ehem... Kasian I'm dicuekin!"

Ledek Tasya nyang from earlier saw the interaction of Abimana and Azizah.

"That's tens of cassia, Here baby, Aunt hug, no longer ditch..."

Azizah spread out her hands and was greeted warmly by the 7-year-old little girl.

While joking, suddenly someone called Azizah.

"Sir...."

Hearing someone call him, Azizah turned to the source of the voice.

"Mom Iis? What's up, Mom?"

"Sorry to interrupt, this is a package for you"

"Package??"

"Yes, it looks like an important document, this..."

Said the veiled woman named Bu Iis while thrusting the brown envelope in her hand to Azizah.

"Oh! Yes Ma'am, I know, thank you Ma'am Iis for getting tested"

"Sama-sama, Yes, I've come home first, Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam, once again thank you ma'am"

Ma'am Iis just nodded then returned to her house.

"What package?"

Ask Abi curiously.

"Repo!"

"Well, can't I do that if I'm in a position?"

"Hehehe... This.... Mas divorce certificate"

Answer Azizah. Abhimana could see Azizah's trembling lips as she said those 2 words.

But suddenly...

What the hell??? Divorce certificate???

Mean....

"Are you a dong widow?"

Abimana said spontaneously, not only did her face look very radiant, Abimana was truly a deliverance, unable to cover her happiness.

Azizah with a face made to frown said,

"Kok mas seneng that the hell I'm a widow? No, no, people are sad even in this situation"

"Don't you, do I look happy?"

Abimana asked pretending to be stupid, making Tasya who was on her lap shake her head.

'Om really must be taught not to be shy like this' Inner Tasya monologue.

"Of... Let's go home, Tasya sleepy"

"Oh! Tasya sleepy, huh? We're home now, yes"

"He's... Auntie, Tasya go home first"

Pamit Tasya with a face made as if very sleepy.

"Oh yes, dear... Be careful on the road"

Sahut Azizah while gently stroking the little girl's hair.

" Aren't I told to be careful?"

Abimana asked who succeeded in making Azizah cluck.

"Hiih, Iyaa mas Abi too, be careful. Huh huh? A smile?"

"Zinc"

"Basic...."

"Basic handsome yak"

"Diddeliver! So pede. I'm home, pity Tasya"

"Yeah.. Ready madam. Thas... Assalamualaikum!"

"Girishal"

As far as Abimana was concerned, Azizah looked sadly at the envelope in her hand.

"Welcome to new status..."

He murmured, his tears escaped. Why does it feel like it still hurts?

****

"Om if you like Aunt Azizah do not be shy dong, when Aunt again sad om even look happy??"

Tasya's words last night, still ringing in Abimana's ears.

The man was thinking about the words of his nephew. But at that time, he was very happy to hear that Azizahan was officially divorced.

Like there were flowers popping on his head, until he finally got out of control.

"Sir??"

Malik had called his superior many times, but Abimana did not respond at all, The 2-year-old man from Abimana also repeated his call.

"Sir Abimana?" Speak with a louder voice.

"Hi! Yea?? Haishh Malik's! I guess who.."

Abimana almost shouted in surprise. The man held his chest.

"I've been calling you since, but you don't seem to hear it"

"Oh yeah? Sorry then"

"Is there a problem sir?"

Abimana hesitantly looked towards Malik. But after thinking for a moment the man then recounted the incident last night.

"So, what do you think Malik? Did I indirectly offend Azizah?"

Malik who had listened to the curses of his boss while the mangosteen then replied, saying,

"So, because it was too happy, you blew it in front of Mba Azizah? But Azizah's mom isn't mad, is she?"

"I don't know, it doesn't seem to"

"Mmm then it's safe, no need to worry. Maybe you need to give a small gift to mba Azizah, as an apology"

"Is that so?"

"Yes sir, I think so...

Mm... Sir if you don't mind I'd like to propose something"

Malik suddenly had an idea for Abimana in order to melt the heart of Azizah, the woman of his heart.

Malik was very supportive, because he knew Azizah was a good woman, and Abhimana began to change from knowing her.

His boss was also never close to women in particular, only having one night stand when they were still living in Jakarta first.

So when Malik finds out his boss is in love, his little, very noble heart is eager to help him.

"What's that?"

"I will give you a tip so that you can melt the heart mba Azizah easily.."

"really? What tips? You don't try to mislead me, Malik"

"Oh Allah sir, I have been working for you since I was pioneering, where I may have misled you. I guarantee this method is very topcer"

"How do you know?"

"Because I've been practicing it on my wife before hehehe"

"Then say it so quickly"

"This method I call, MUMED"

"Mumeds?"

"Yes, Mumed is an extension of the Mission To Pursue Widows"

"What the fvck! Hahaha, was your wife a widow too?"

"Yes sir!"

"Hahahah, that's right"

Abimana laughed out loud, then asked, asking,

"So... How do I run it???"

Malik smiled with mystery. In addition to being an Assistant, she now serves as a love advisor. Hahaha

Seriate....

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