TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Matchmaking plans.

A man rubbed the sweat off his forehead. It had been half an hour he walked while guiding his broken motorbike. The scorching sun of the afternoon narrowed his vision slightly. But he was not tired at all, he continued walking until he finally arrived in front of the workshop. Put the bike there. Waiting long enough for the vehicle to be repaired.

The man watched the mechanic while fiddling with his blind motorbike. Remembering and learning how to overcome his vehicle if one day strike again. That's the science, you can take it from anywhere.

"It's over, Mom." Said mechanic.

"thank you. How much does it cost ?"

"Sekian..sekian.." mentions the nominal service fee.

The man reached into his wallet which was in his pants pocket. Take out a few pieces of money and give it to a mechanic.

"Thank you, Mum. Here's the change." Give me some spare change.

"I take. Sorry I can't give you tips, ma'am." Smile while taking the change. If only he still had money, then the change would not have been taken.

"It's okay mas, hopefully your trip is smooth and.soon get a mate." The mechanic laughed. He is a friendly person and likes to joke.

"Amijin!" Words are prayer. And good prayer must be guaranteed!

He rode back on his iron horse, "Mas, thank you very much. Good luck!" Pass away continue the journey.

After an hour, he arrived before the gate of a luxurious mansion.

"Who are you looking for?" ask security.

"I'd like to meet Mr. Permana. Is he home?"

"Sorry, who are you?"

"I am Anas Malik, son of Akbar Malik." The answer.

"Ohhhh, please come in! Sir is waiting for you." Said the security guard while opening the gate.

"Thank you, sir." Smiling while displacing the motor. After parking the vehicle, Anas walked towards the main door and rang the bell.

Shortly after, the door opened. A waiter told him to come in. Mr. Permana just got off the top floor. He approached the guest he was waiting for.

"Anas, I thought you weren't coming. How are you?" hugging and patting the back.

"Thank God, I'm good. Father how are you?"

"I'm good. Anas, how's your culinary business? Let's sit down, let's get comfortable talking !"

Guests and homeowners sit face to face.

"I don't have a business, I'm just a yellow rice seller in the village. But thank God, I can make ends meet from there."

"It's the same as a business, even if it's small. I wish you good sales and success."

"Aamiin.." smiled.

The waiter came to give drinks and snacks. After putting it on the table, he left again.

"Please, drink!" pinta Pak Permana's.

"Thank you, sir. I was thirsty, hehe.." I took a cup and drank some water, and put it back down.

"You remember Cantika, my only child?"

"Remember, but I only met once, on his tenth birthday if not wrong. I don't know how his face is. My son must be big by now."

"Already girl. Nas, do you have a future wife?"

Anas smiled, "Not yet, sir. No soul mate yet. What kind of woman would want a man like me?"

"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Permana.

The girl turned, "Refreshing the brain!" answer ketus.

"Sit down for a minute, Papi wants to introduce you to someone! This is Anas Malik, Papi's best friend's son. You remember Om Akbar who once gave you a big doll when you were a kid?"

Cantika stared at the guest, "I don't know the same Om is also his son. And I don't care, I'm too late Papi !" anxious and upset.

Anas could not blink when he saw the beautiful figure standing in front of him.

"Sit down for a second!" Mr. Permana pleaded.

Cantika sat next to her father. The girl stared hard and hard at the man in front of her. "Heyyy, why did you see me ampe segitnya? Just seen a sexy chick, huh?!" crossed his arms in his chest.

Anas lowered his head. Astaghfirullah...what am I doing?

"Well, speak politely !" trying not to get angry.

The girl stood up, "Boss, it doesn't matter! I'm leaving now my friends are definitely waiting." Walking quickly, without caring about his father's repeated calls.

"Anas, I hope you forgive Cantika. That kid is so unruly now."

"It's okay, sir. I know if Cantika is actually a good boy."

"That was. But after his mother died, he changed. Especially after I got married again, his attitude was worse. More mischievous and dissident. Not being polite and appreciative of parents at all. School is also a mess. A few days ago, he was even DO-Done from college. Sometimes I think maybe it was all my fault. I shouldn't have married again."

"Sir, I think you're innocent. Maybe my daughter just misunderstood me. He doesn't realize what you're really feeling."

"Anas, are you willing to help me? Please make my daughter come back good. Marry her!" fixedly staring.

"What did you say?" still confused.

"I'm sure you can guide Cantika to be better. I want you to marry her."

Anas lowered his head. He doesn't know what to say. Absolutely not expecting if Mr. Permana told him to come is to marry his daughter.

"I know, a good man like you wouldn't be willing to marry a bad girl like my daughter." Pessimistic, lowered his head.

Anas looked up, "It's not like that, sir. Marriage is a sacred thing. I have to think about it first. And, you also have to ask for approval from Cantika. Don't let this marriage make her tormented."

"All right, I'll talk to him. Please think about my plan well! I believe you are a wise man."

Anas was back down. I don't know what kind of steps he'll take? Unthinkable by him. This plan was really sudden.

After many more conversations about Cantika and his family, Mr. Permana invited his guests to eat.

"No need, sir. I have to go home, thanks!" polite bow.

"I don't want any rejection."

Anas finally complied with the man's request. After eating and talking a little, he said goodbye.

"Anas, please think carefully about my request!" Said Mr. Permana.

"Inshaa Allah, Sir. I'll let you know if I make a decision."

"alright, son. I'm sorry, I'm the only one who welcomes you into this house. My wife and her son are going to the house of in-laws. And Cantika, you know for yourself how she is."

"It's okay. I'm sorry, Sir. Assalamualaikum." Kissing the back of Mr. Permana's hand.

"Mosur."

He stared at Anas's departure expectantly. Hopefully the plan will go well.