Puncture Love Sate
Don't like Aunts

Finally, Mamat's merchandise vanished unceremoniously. Today he was really lucky because his satay was selling well and sold out. Before Mamat came home he took the initiative to give Bi Mumun change that he still brought.

Armed with instructions from one of his kind customers to show where Flower's house, Mamat even while pushing his cart, he walked step by step to come to the house where Bi Mumun lived.

Those burly muscles and strapping bodies pushed the satay cart casually. Mamat walked leisurely towards the place where Flo lived.

After a journey of about 20 minutes. Finally, Mamat arrived in front of a super luxurious house whose occupant was a woman who had scaly skin.

"This is his house!"

Mamat also began to ventured by knocking on the gate of the palace house.

"Assalamualaikum, is anyone inside? Excuse me!" exclaimed the young man while rubbing the sweat that soaked his handsome face because he had just arrived.

Mamat looked at Flo's house normally, as if he had gotten used to it and had seen such a big house before. Though he only lives in a simple house that is far from the word luxury with Mr. Mahmud.

A security guard opened the gate and asked Mamat, "Who are you looking for?" ask the security guard firmly.

"I want to find Miss Flower, sir!! Is he inside?" mamat smiled with embarrassment.

"Do you want Miss Flower?" the security guard seemed to notice the appearance of Mamat from head to toe.

Mamat showed 25 thousand bills and he gave them to the security guard. "I just want to return Bi Mumun's change that is still left behind, please give it to him, Bi Mumun bought my satay, but bi Mumun forgot to take the change,"

Mamat left the money to the home guard. After that, he was ready to go home.

"Yes, thank you very much, sir. Excuse me first!"

Mamat left. Suddenly, a woman called him back.

"Bang Mamat wait!"

The young man immediately looked back, he saw bi Mumun who was calling him. The woman walked up to Mamat and said. "Bang Mamat don't go home yet, Miss Flower the Great Lord wants to see you."

"Great master?" Mamat glared his eyes when the owner of the palace mansion wanted to meet him.

"Yes, let's go in!" order bi Mumun while opening the gate of the house.

"But, my body is still dirty, I am afraid that the smell of sate smoke will be uncomfortable and the big master" said the young man humbled.

"No need to worry Bang, did the big lord want to nyium Abang's body? Lack of work," said bi Mumun who made Mamat laugh.

Bi Mumun drove the young man to see Mr. Abraham. Grandpa of Flo. Family one-two Flower Ezperanza.

Mamat began to enter a room that was super luxurious, the floor is made of shiny marble, he took off his flip flops for fear of dirtying the floor.

"Bang Mamat, why did he remove his head? Just wear!" exclaim bi Mumun when he saw Mamat who was walking barefoot.

"Yeee my sandals are dirty later can-can the floor get dirty," he replied while showing the black swallo brand flip flops.

"That's okay, just wear it. You will not be angry anyway," said bi Mumun.

"But ...!"

"Just wear it young! I won't scold you!"

Momat spontaneously looked towards the source of the sound. He saw an old man standing in the corner of the room staring at Mamat's arrival in the room.

Mamat lowered his face and smiled shyly.

"Master, sorry I'm not used to it," Mamat replied while wearing his flip-flops back.

Mr. Abraham walked up to Mamat and asked him to sit on the sofa in the room.

"Sit down, I want to talk to you!"

She sat on the sofa shyly.

"What did you call me? If you want to buy my satay, maybe tomorrow I will make it, now my satay sellout is not left, just puncture the satay, Mister!" the young man's innocent answer made Mr. Abraham chuckle.

"Who are you going to buy satay? My tooth is toothless can no longer be used to chew meat" replied Mr. Abraham.

"Hehehe yes I forgot, just do not have to chew live swallowed directly, eh sorry well nih mouth likes lemes when the mouth of my customers' mothers, sorry Sir!" mamat's words made Mr. Abraham laugh. Instead of being offended, Flo's grandfather actually increasingly likes the silliness of Mamat. He also thought that the young man could comfort his granddaughter if they married later.

"Look, Mat! I purposely called you here to offer you something." Sir Abraham began their serious conversation.

"Offer something? As long as it doesn't offer credit, sir. I don't like debt with interest. Sin he said" said the young man.

"No, what I'm offering you credit for, I'm not a loan shark. I'd like to offer you some help" said Mr. Abraham seriously.

"Help? But I don't need bansos, sir. Thankful I can still finance my daily life even though by selling satay ...!"

Again, Mamat's silly answer can always make Mr. Abraham smile. The comforting soul from within Mamat increasingly made Mr. Abraham convinced to match Mamat with Flo, his grandson.

"Not that kind of help, Mamat. I'm offering you something to do and in return I'll pay for all your father's treatment until he's cured, isn't your father sick?" ask Mr. Abraham.

Mamat lowered his face and seemed to start thinking.

"Dad ...?? Yes yes, my father is sick, he has a heart disease, high blood pressure, liver pain, headaches, high blood sugar, cholesterol, gout, ulcers, pokonya all diseases are encouraged the same father, the same father, thank you so much you help my father! But by the way what should I do, sir? I wasn't told to be a gigolo, was I? If asked like that I don't want to, I don't like aunts, amused myself! It must be in wrinkles" said Mamat who made some servants who were in that place could not help but laugh they heard the absurd answer of the satayman.

"Married my granddaughter!"

Spontan Mamat rounded his eyes when he heard that he was told to marry Flower, Lord Abraham's favorite grandson.

"Married your granddaughter, Miss Flower? Who says he has scales all over his body?" sahut Mamat while imagining how the scales look. Between amused and curious, Mamat also began to fall silent.

"Yes, I'll give you a big reward if you're willing to marry my granddaughter, how is it?"

For a moment, Mamat thought of accepting the offer.

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