My Dear Fussy Husband
End of Blessing Show

Two middle-aged women in shari clothes seemed engrossed in chatting in the chicken noodle shop. The two were seen together after meeting an old friend.

"Bu Halimah there was no news after the move. Confused I want to connect how, the number person is not active," said Bu Anita. Women with red headscarves who look more active talk.

"Yes, ma'am, don't know it's a sudden number. If I want to contact Ms. Nita, I am also confused. Afraid of interrupting," replied Ms. Halimah politely.

"Allah! Disturb what, this Miss Halimah. I even mengeneng if I get a phone call from Bu Halimah," said Bu Anita while chuckling crisply.

Ms. Halimah replied with a small smile. "Now, right, thank God I've come back here again, Miss Nita. So every day we can meet. Can talk like before."

"Yes thank God. Splitting 10 years makes me miss the cuisine of Bu Halimah."

"When you play at home, Mom. I'm a delicious masakin."

"It is with pleasure that this is, Mom," Bu Anita replied with a smile on her face. "By the way, Miss Halimah's son moved here again?" asked Bu Anita curious.

"My only second child, Mom, came along. If my son is happily married."

"Loh!? Just get married. How come I'm not being told, anyway, ma'am?"

"Sorry, Miss Nita. The time was limited for his guests. So we invite the close ones. Besides, it'll be troublesome if you have to come all the way." Considering the place where he lived that was different from the island with a house that will be re-habited.

"But the time is not known, disappointed me, Mom," complained Ms. Nita with a limp face.

Ms. Halimah touched Ms. Nita's arm. "Sorry, yes, Mom, I'm really afraid of being troublesome.

"That means you have a grandchild, ma'am?" tanya Bu Nita started to change the topic.

"It's two, ma'am," replied Ms. Halimah with a pleased look. "Him own mother how? How many grandchildren?"

Bu Anita gave a small snort hearing a question from her colleague. He is the most lazy to be asked about grandchildren. His face instantly changed uncharacteristically. "My boys are still career-focused. Alhamdulillah has graduated S2 and is now a young lecturer. This is also the process of taking S3, ma'am. No need to rush to get married. The important career and good education," said Bu Anita proud of his son.

Actually, he was a hundred percent lying. Because he just every day has continued to ask grandchildren to his son. He is clearly not married.

"Aren't you holding a grandchild yet, Mom? I heard the mothers here already have grandchildren all," said Bu Halimah to make the mood of Bu Anita hotter.

"At the same age as my first child, right, almost the same. It should have been married, you know, the mother's child," added Bu Halimah in the hallway of Bu Anita.

"Life is, right, different, ma'am. My son has chosen to be strong first. If you are married, there are no economic difficulties. The proof is now a lecturer, have a restaurant and lodging business as well. The cab is many, Mom," said Bu Halimah to bring out all the advantages of her son. He at least accepts if his son is underestimated in the affairs of marriage.

"My son, although married young, is also a good career. You can open your own practice" said Ms. Halimah. Short but quite unsettling to his opponent.

Bu Anita smiled gracefully at the words of Ms. Halimah. His brain thought hard looking for another edge from his son. "My son is also a good religion. Often an imam in a mosque."

Ms. Halimah was quite surprised by that fact. Because the child Bu Anita since childhood is notoriously naughty and unruly. "MasyaAllah! The Guard now likes to be a priest, ma'am?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

Miss Anita smiled proudly now. "Yes, if he joined the congregation he was often told to be a priest. It is my proud son," he added.

"My second child was also a njai teacher at the mosque near my home. Though his busyness is much. But, stay diligent on her salary, ma'am."

"Oh, yes, Nadin must have grown up, huh, Mom?"

"Already, Miss Halimah. He used to work in his sister-in-law's office. Because I wanted to come with me and my husband resigned. Hope you get a better job here."

Anita remembers a girl named Nadin who used to be her neighbor. Since long ago the beauty of Nadin small has been recognized one housing. Also the cheerful nature of his intelligence is no doubt.

Her smile returned. The woman in the red veil shifted her seat closer to Ms. Halimah. "Is Nadin a couple, Mom?" whispered.

Ms. Halimah looked surprised by the slightly strange action of Bu Anita. "No, Ma. Nadin was the hardest to get close to men. Not wanting to date because it is forbidden by his father," replied Ms. Halimah.

Anita nodded in understanding. "What is Miss Halimah's opinion about my child?" ask Anita suddenly.

"Who? How do you suddenly ask like that, Mom?"

"Question, ma'am," he answered lightly.

"Yes, it's good that the Garda put more importance on his career than getting married. It's a little hard to find men like the Guard now. Where is very trying to career rather than getting married so that there is no difficulty later in life. Moreover, his religion is good. Actually it's not hard, you know, ma'am, make the Guard look for a companion. The responsibility is already visible," honestly Ms. Halimah.

Bu Anita brought her body closer to Miss Halimah. Makes Ms. Halimah feel weird. "It's fitting to be a daughter-in-law, isn't it, Mom?"

"Here you go, Miss Nita. Looking around less what else? Must be pretty good now. People from small are already handsome."

Bu Anita nodded steadily with Miss Halimah's answer this time. "Garda and Nadin seem to fit in, huh, Mom?" ask Anita suddenly.

"Who? How come I suddenly ask like this?"

"What if we were a match, Mom, our son? It was just the moment" he said with enthusiasm.

"Don't you think the Guard has a partner yet?"

"No, Ma. That's why I only think of our child."

Madam Halimah suddenly smiled widely. "Oh, ma'am, why didn't you say that earlier. I guess if the Guard has a candidate."

"No, Ma. How's it? Miss Halimah agrees, right, make our son's soul mate?"

The two middle-aged women looked like they had found a spring within the desert. It looks happy and happy too.

While Mr. Amin as a seller of Chicken Mi staring at two bowls of chicken noodles that are still intact. "Moments when they gossip forget everything" he lamented. Fortunately, two servings of chicken noodles have been paid off.

The two housewives walked together towards their home. The distance between the two houses is very close. Only blocked one house and also a yard that is not too wide.

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Anita smiled happily as soon as she got the approval from her husband. After a discussion that is not too long the husband immediately agreed to the wishes of Bu Anita. Mr. Abraham and Mr. Dimas were close friends as well. So, will not waste the moment messaged with his close friends.

"Papa called Mr. Abraham first, yes, Ma," he said to his wife. The middle-aged man quickly contacted the candidate besan.

While Bu Anita rushed to meet the Guard in his son's workroom. Not to forget the woman brought her son's favorite chocolate cake.

"Sister! Mama came in, yes," said Ms. Anita from outside.

"Yes!" 

After getting a reply, the woman immediately entered the workroom of her son. His smile of cherry on display actually made the Guard goosebumps.

Garda glanced at a plate of chocolate cake in the hands of her suspicious mother. "Mama's daughter again?" kanya Garda direct. His eyes did not turn away from the laptop.

Anita still smiled cheerfully. Place the favorite food of his son calmly. "You want our neighbor who moved 10 years ago, don't you?"

Garda shifted his gaze from the laptop screen. He looked at his mother questioningly. "Son" he answered briefly. "Garda again check the children's duties, Ma. If Mama wants to mate-jodokin Garda again sometime."

"You are, yes, there is no enthusiasm if mama talks to a mate."

The guard chose not to answer. His hands stretched out to take a piece of cake from the plate and ate it quietly.

"You want Nadin, right?" ask Anita at the end.

The guard narrowed his eyes looking thoughtful. "No," he answered casually.

"That's, you know, Nadin's sister Dikta played you as a child" explained Bu Anita trying to reopen the memory of the Guard.

"Oh, that one," replied the makeshift Guard.

"Beautiful, you see, Nadin now," added Bu Anita. He had met Nadin briefly in front of the house. Her pretty face looks stunning. Also very cheerful and friendly.

"Mama had a little chat with her mother Nadin," said Bu Anita afterwards. "It's just stories about kids, right, sister. Uh, suddenly mom thought of something."

"Would you mate me with him?" ask the Guard directly on target. 

Seeing his mother's bright smile made the Guard flinch. "Well, aren't you tired of the Guard's soul mate?"

"Capek actually, Brother. But if you don't get married, anyway," upset the woman.

Garda looked at the beautiful face of his mother who was starting to age. I don't know how many women have been made candidates by their mothers during this time.

Ms. Anita offered a photo from her negligee pocket. The photo given by Ms. Halimah which she said was obtained from her child's wallet.

The formal photo with the red bacground caught the attention of the Guard. He took the photo and his eyes began to look deeper.

"House hasn't moved. Still missing our same house. Bislah, tomorrow peep-peek bit," said Bu Anita a little teasing her son.

"This time mom really hopes you agree with this matchmaking, sister."

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"Where can I refuse Umma. Garda, right, Nadin's thug from the baby."

"Ih! It's just, um, Mas!" 

Nadin's parents looked at each other after hearing his son's words by phone. The smile of victory was evident from both of them.

"Living a certain date, Bah," said Bu Halimah spirit.

"I'm sure it's a date, anyway, Umma. Nadin, right, has not answered yes," complained Nadin sebal.

"Truly, right, what Dikta said. Nadin already wanted to answer 'yes' it turns out," kekeh Dikta again.

Nadin stared at his mother's cell phone screen with giddiness. Giving a sharp look at his older brother who was laughing instead. His parents also laughed cheerfully.

"Your life is enough to marry Nadin. Abah hope that is the choice that you choose," said Mr. Abraham later.

"Yes, Son. According to Umma in the present era it is easy to happen slander. So it doesn't hurt if you get married." Nadin seemed silent after hearing the words of his parents. 

Actually since then the flower garden has bloomed in Nadin's heart. Who would have thought, he would be betrothed to the man of his dreams since childhood. A handsome man she hadn't seen in over 10 years.

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