The Matchmaker Competition

Author says hello

Assalamualaikum all readers here.

Thank you for stopping by my work. Yes, although not as cool as the pemes. God can comfort you all.

About this story I want to ask anyone still want to see the story of Dira Juna Feri and Tina. But it seems like the reader here has taken a lot of five steps back.

I can't understand if there's more interesting reading from this story.

I'm sorry if there's still a story you guys say long-winded. Actually not long-winded anyway, but if in lompatin could be asked to solve the problem that there feels less to me. It was like a responsibility I left behind. But I thank you for reminding me that later it can be repaired again.

I'm sorry if it doesn't continue here again but will continue on to the new novel.

I would like to introduce their follow-up novel in my new work.

THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US

SYNOPSIS:

As long as there is love, there is still a way to go home.

A belief that keeps Dira convinced that her husband is still alive and will one day return. No matter if everyone thinks Arjuna has died in an accident, but as long as the body has not been found, Dira believes her husband is still alive.

A year into the wait, Dira is reunited with Sandi—a man who is very similar to Arjuna. Dira insisted on considering Sandi as Arjuna, without wanting to know the status of the man.

Until finally, time answers everything, revealing who Sandi is and what her relationship with Arjuna is.

...If the universe blesses us, we'll be together again...

...~Dira~...

blurbs :

Tonight I woke up to the sound of thunder. The sound of drizzling sounded very loud. Lightning snapped and lightning struck. The atmosphere in the hospital looked so good. Netraku switched to wet hospital glass in the rain.

"Where is Juna?" my many.

"Ma, I feel something bad?"

"You're just unusual away from Juna. Later after you recover, mama let you join Juna to Lembang."

"But what about my job?"

"There's mama, there's your sister Feri. You take it easy."

I saw my mom get a phone call out of who. I don't know why I feel nervous. The one I ask of you, O God, protect my husband wherever he is.

"Assalamualaikum, Dira."

"Vaalaikumsalam, Etas. Thank you for coming to see me."

"Together, Ra. You are patient, maybe the debay is not sustenance, besides you still have plenty of time to make again."

I heard the sound of people arguing outside the ward. I don't know what they're fighting about. I know the owner of his voice. Yeah, that's my mom and my brother's voice.

"Please don't tell Dira now."

"Fast or later Dira should know, ma."

"But the situation is not possible, Dira was only last night in surgery."

"Until when, ma. Until she finds out she's a widow now."

The deg! the widow! what the fuck! I am not a widow, I have a husband. Why they say I'm a widow.

I don't know why I threw away my confusion by opening the television. I don't know why my heart is beating so fast.

"Visitors have had a single accident at the intersection of the great Mening village. The car and its owner fell into a deep abyss. Make sure the car and the owner get into the lake. The car has been evacuated at the moment. It's just that the owner is still in search."

That car!

Nooooooo!