My Cold Man
chapter 1

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" Ashalamu'alaikum.. " I who was in the kitchen immediately rushed out after hearing the greetings from outside.

" Greetings wa'alaikum, "

" New nyampe, Mas? " I said to the man who was taking off his shoes.

" He'em.. " He answered that just sounded like a mutter.

He is the kind of guy who doesn't talk much, indifferent to anyone. Including me whose incident is his wife. So I'm used to that attitude too.

I used to think that she didn't like this household, let alone that we were together because of an arranged marriage. I had even thought about stepping back from this marriage, but the shadow of two families who were very enthusiastic about our relationship kept me from doing that.

Hyan Raziq Pratama, the family used to call her Hyan. A grown man who can make me fall in love, even though I know it's impossible my love will be reciprocated.

I'm Maryam Sezia Dianta, the woman who stays in the midst of the freezing of a relationship, just to see her loved one happy, even though it's also because I'm 'LOVE'.

The beginning of my introduction to Mas Hyan was 7 months ago, and a month later the Hyan family and my family decided to marry us directly, on the grounds that our 'age' was enough. I got married at the age of 23 and Hyan was 26.

We are only 3 years away. Actually this is not my first introduction to her, I know her since I was Junior High, because she is my upperclassman first, but like Mas Hyan does not recognize me, I know her since I was Junior High, because when we met 7 months ago, he seemed to not recognize me.

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I'll tell you a little about the beginning of our meeting before we got married. I just got home from work, and I decided to take a shower. After taking a shower and changing clothes, my bedroom door was knocked.

" Sezia, can I come in, son? " Mother's voice was heard behind the door.

" Yes, Mom, come in, Zia just finished changing, "

After hearing my answer, Mom went in and sat on the side of the bed.

" Zia, "call Mom. I who was sitting on the dresser while rubbing thin lips turned my head.

" Yes, Mom. What's up, Mom? "

" Is there a problem? " May I get up and sit next to Mom.

" Ah. no dear, I want to talk to you about something, but I'm not good at it. " Mommy's answer instantly made me chuckle.

" What the hell, Mom, pack not good everything, do you think Zia who? Mother's son, you know, this is, "I answered while hugging Mom.

" Yes, but I'm afraid you're angry, promise, yeah, don't get mad? " Mom took off my arms and then gently poked my chin.

I nodded and smiled.

" Zia, you know, I don't exist. You also do not live with us, because he also has responsibility for his wife's children, and the mother is old, afraid that later..... " Mom stopped her speech with teary eyes. I immediately clasped my mother's hand, as if wanting to give strength to the woman who had given birth to me, even though my heart was currently agitated, let alone suddenly talking about Dad.

" Mom why, anyway? " I said with a smile.

" Zia doesn't want Mom to think anything, God willing we can definitely deal with this, Mom. "

" Well the mother who often taught Zia and also Hanan, if we are sincere and do not complain much, God will never be far from us. Right, right, Mom? " I went on to remind my mother of every word she ever said to us.

Mom clasped my hand and smiled.

" Yes, I'm glad you always remember Mom's words. But mothers sometimes worry, the age of the mother is not young anymore, let alone people say the age no one knows... "

" You're still alone, you're already with his family. If you had left before you got married, I wouldn't have calmed down, son, "Mom's words made me shake my head.

" Mom said, what, anyway! " I said I didn't take it with my mother's words.

" Zia doesn't like it, yes, I said that. God willing Mother is given a long life, people are still healthy gini, still strong as well. I can definitely see Zia getting married to the best man, mother's dream daughter-in-law. Mother can also carry grandchildren from Zia, cook only grandchildren from Hanan doang mas carried. "

I said at length while smiling and holding tightness in the chest.

" Therefore, baby, a healthy and strong body does not guarantee long life, you know, thank goodness given long life, if not? "

Mother's words managed to tear down my defenses. The tears that I had been holding back from now on flowed freely without any burden, I hugged Mom tightly and cried like a little child who did not want to be left by her mother. Saddened? Sure is!

Which child is unencumbered by the words of a loved one in such a language. Especially with the position that I have not had a father for the last 2 years, for me now Mother is the most valuable treasure I have.

My mother kissed my head while gently rubbing it. Really, I am not ready if I have to lose it, it feels like just yesterday the pain dominates my heart when I have to lose my first love figure, even until this moment it still persists, but again, again, mother's words that always ring in the head a little make me have to learn sincere science. I know, even Mom was more devastated when she lost Dad. But she always tried to keep looking strong in front of us her children, even though I often saw her crying after every prayer. So meaningful is Father to Mother, he not only managed to become a husband for Mother, but also managed to become the best father figure for us his children.

" Mom don't say that, Mother basically promises to be healthy, so that Zia can continue... " I said while crying.

Mom responded with a smile then nodded.

" Therefore, I want to see Zia happy, but you are happy with her small family, yes you stay again. Zia has a candidate? "

" Mom, do you know for yourself, Zia, where have you been? Zia could be the same as Hanan, "my words joked to normalize the heartbeat because of Mother's question.

" Yes, I know. But how do you know Zia has been married, but has not been brought here? "

Mother chuckled amusedly after saying so. Actually, it is not wrong the words of Mother, who married there are several, ranging from office friends, high school friends even to college friends first. But yes it is, I always answer 'not ready' , because I think, if married now what about Mom?

" Nothing, ma'am, "I answered timidly. Actually a bit uncomfortable if you have to discuss about men with Mom, not what, but just embarrassed.

" When there is none, I know her son Temen Mother, how? " Mommy's question this time managed to surprise me, huhh. It turns out, after this mengedrama since earlier, there is another meaning here 'the aromas of matchmaking, like 'my inner heart.

" You mean Mother? Don't tell me Zia wants to be fooled, you know, Mom. "

" Don't fool, really, just a regular introduction, yes if it fits mah Alhamdulillah, right? "

" Want, yeah, ?"

I pursed my lips to hear Mom's words. Same time as well.

" It's just an introduction, right? Not more, right? "

Mom nodded at my question.

" But I can't expect more, you know, "

" Yes, I promise I won't be too hopeful, but I pray that it fits. "

Mom said while laughing.

" Yaudah, you're off tomorrow, right?" I just nodded my head in response.

" Yaudah deh, if that's why I call Mom first, want to tell her to meet tomorrow at noon, "

" Don't forget, tomorrow afternoon Zia can't go anywhere, okay? " Mommy came out right after poking my chin.

I exhaled a rough breath. But again, I can't refuse Mom's request either.

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I looked at the woman who had given birth to me with narrowed eyes, how not? Right now she is standing in front of the dresser, fixing her long hijab.

He really looks like ABG right now, who is going to meet that guy? Me? Or Mom, anyway?

Seeing it made me only able to stare a smile, amused to see the middle-aged woman dress up like a person who will meet the idol, yes, even though the makeup of Mother is not 'toy' or menor, menor, it still looks natural for his age, but the way he dresses it makes me amused.

" When should you keep tidying up the neat ones? That's enough, Mom, "

" Zia sampe pegel tau, actually this is who, anyway, who wants to meet? Zia what's Mom? " I got up while grumbling, which is said to be even as comfortable as a smile.

" Yes you, atuh, I just want to look neat, so, cook to meet the candidate and also the prospective ghost of his style of fussing, "

" Here, how, I'm done, yuk, walk. "

Mom walked up to me while chuckling.

We walked out of Mom's room, when we arrived at the cell phone guest room in Mom's bag ringing.

' Assalamu'alaikum, Buk, Amel, ' who called Aunt Amel.

' Oh, yes, Buk, here we go, '

' yeah, Buk. See you at the cafe, yes, wa'alaikum salam '

Mother put her phone back in the bag, then took my hand back, we walked together until we got in front.

I immediately opened the steering wheel door, Mother also came in and sat beside me.

During the trip to the destination cafe, Mother did not stop telling me about the man who would be introduced to me, she really looked enthusiastic, many times Mother was like hoping for a match between us.

Aunt Amel is a study friend of the mother, he said he had known since 5 years ago, since Mother often attended the study. Mother said Aunt Amel was not neko-neko, did not look at someone from the treasure, proof that she wanted to introduce her son to me who if judged from the treasure is much different from them.

After 25 minutes of travel, we arrived at the destination cafe. I went straight to the cafe parking lot, then took off the seat belt and turned to Mom who nodded happily.

" Yuk, down. I think Amel's buk has also arrived, "Mommy said then directly down from the car made me follow immediately.

After getting out of the car Mom immediately grabbed my arm and took her and walked into the cafe, arrived in the mother dizzy like she was looking for someone, and her gaze stopped at the table on the corner of the cafe, I followed her point of view and saw there was a woman of my age, from her appearance I knew it was Aunt Amel, how to dress her simple with long clothes and hijab but still looks elegant and luxurious.

Mom and I walked to the table filled with Aunt Amel, but there was no sight of the child, did she not approve of this meeting? I thought in my heart.

Mother was immediately embraced by Aunt Amel when we arrived, then she turned to look at me and smiled sweetly, I immediately reached out and was greeted by Aunt Amel to kiss the back of her hand, she also immediately hugged me warmly, feeling like Mom's embrace. After taking off our arms, Aunt Amel let us sit down, then called the waiter to order food and drinks.

While waiting for our order to chat, even though the chatter this time was only dominated by two women of that frequency, I occasionally indulged in their chatter despite only being able to respond with a nod of the head or a smile.

Suddenly Aunt Amel's phone rang,

' wa'alaikum salam, yes, Mommy is already inside, just go in, yes, '

It turned out that his son called, I was immediately agitated, and it turned out that my anxiety was read by the two women near me.

" Don't be afraid, Zia, Mother's child will not eat people, really, even though it's funny, anyway, so don't be surprised, yes, "

Aunt Amel's joke made Mom laugh, I just smiled in response.

" Tuh, until the long-awaited one too, here sit beside, Mother, "

Aunt Amel waved at someone behind me, making me even more stubborn, I could only duck and pretend to play the phone to reduce this nervousness.

" Know it first, this is her name, Zia, her son Bu Tari, "Aunte Amel's speech immediately made me look up.

The deg!

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