Pursuing the Love of the Conductor

Pursuing the Love of the Conductor
28. I'M NOT AN OLD PRIEST



"Al, you're okay, right?" mak Ijah was curious. Choosing to ask because he felt that Alea seemed to be in a trance he thought.


"What's wrong with Al Mak?" Alea scrunched her forehead because she felt that her mother was dreaming so her words were a little sloppy.


"Are you in love?"


Uhuk.


Uhuk.


Alea choked because when the rice was already in her mouth. Mak Ijah was talking about lovers, and that made him no longer focus on rice, which was in front of him now.


"Where there's falling in love Mak, when I'm like this will Mak think that I'm a kasmaran." Alea said after sipping water.


Mak Ijah was silent, looking at the face of the child so very attached.


"If you do not visit also have a lover, it seems you need to find a husband figure who—."


"No, Mom, I can find it for myself." Alea quickly answered and did not want to find a husband figure. Alea thought that if she could find her own, why would her mother have to intervene in matters of the heart. That's so annoying isn't it.


"You can look for it, yes. Remember what age you want to be dubbed the old virgin," said mak Ijah who continues to urge Alea to get married.


"Even though I was nicknamed the spinster, the important thing is that I tong-tong Mak. Mak wants a virgin if the tip is not barrel."


Mak Ijah immediately opened his eyes, and was already preparing to swallow Alea raw, if only she was no longer a virgin.


"So if you're messing around."


Snipe.


Mak Ijah immediately held her neck and would skin Alea by coding her, lest Alea dare to mess around.


Mak Ijah shook his head, it could be the mouth directly japlak. Without excuses.


"Good, it's just Mak's son, so Mak doesn't have to worry either."


"Eat him, mending an old virgin rather than young but already in a virgin." After saying Alea immediately stood up without waiting for Mak Ijah to answer first.


"Basar suck," said mak Ijah who also stood up.


…..


Next morning.


While at home Ali was preparing to enjoy his morning breakfast.


"Ando, Mama wants to know someone with you."


"Ma, Mama has promised that she won't match Ando again." Ali hurriedly interrupted Nilam's remarks because it was the beginning of the agreement, but now? All of this was done by Nilam.


"Yes, but this is just an introduction. What harm. If you don't like it, it's your right and Mama won't ban it, then just trying to accept introductions is okay." Ms. Nilam also revealed to Ali, if all this has nothing to do with matchmaking.


"Wouldn't Mama seriously have any matchmaking?" Ali narrowed her eyes and wanted to hear her reply immediately.


"True, you can hold Mama's words, for matters that do not fit her is your business." Answer Miss Nilam.


"When will the meeting take place?" ask Ando to Miss Nilam.


"Maybe it's noon, and we can meet at the cafe. How do you agree?" ask Nilam again.


"It's up to Mama, all I want is no matchmaking between us. Mama understood, right," said Ando with a serious look at the face of the mother.