Wife For Faith

Chapter 7 Matches

"Why are you guys talking outside? Fat, get the guest to come inside!" Aminah who heard the voices of people speaking in front of her porch immediately took the initiative, let alone their guests today had good intentions.

"Yes, Mom. This Fatima also wants to invite Mr. Aiman to go inside," said the girl was no less polite.

Thanks to the upbringing of both parents and all teachers while in school, especially the role of parents is the foundation for their children in instilling all good and bad qualities early on. Big Fatima becomes a figure who has good manners, a good word.

Thanks to parents too, children will have basic knowledge about how to behave, pray, and ask the khaliq. Making science and religion as a foundation in the search for the world and the hereafter. Balanced, not only thinking about the world, because the most important is life in the hereafter.

"Please come in, sir!" Fatima is back. This time the focus was also on the boy beside Aiman. "Hi, Champ. You must not know aunty, right?"

Like most shy kids. Hassan, who was greeted by a new man, then hid his face behind his father's body. "Abi," his whine spoiled.

Aiman became unwell. Honestly, he was also actually still confused by her coming here. But to keep the good name of my mother. Therefore, the widower of one child keeps his attitude and manners in front of others.

"Son, it can't be!" rebuke Aiman gently. "Tante Fatima is a good friend of the ummi. So, be friendly, yeah, honey!"

Hearing the word ummi ejected from the irit lips of his father, Hassan looked up. There was a ray of shock, or even interest in the topic they were about to discuss. "really?" ask her with a plain look.

Aiman also nodded..

Hassan slightly timidly looked towards Fatima who was still loyal to spread a friendly smile. "Aunty Ummi Asa?"

Fatima further developed a big smile. "Yep, shape, honey. Aunty's name is Fatima. But, if for Mas Ada who is smart and handsome, can call Aunt Fat. How, does Mas Asa want to be friends with Auntie?"

Hassan turned back to his father. Maybe he wanted to ask permission. "Can?"

Aiman smiled slightly, then looked at Fatima. Hassan nodded awkwardly.

Fatima was smiling too. His hands are stretched out to reach the child of his best friend. "Your face really looks like ummi" he praised with a sincere smile.

Aiman himself was surprised. He couldn't believe it, if the first person could make an introverted child like Hassan could be as enthusiastic as that. Is this because of the topic posed by the woman?

For 5 years, Aiman himself chose to close his eyes with a female name. Perhaps, both mothers are tired of giving the man a chance to find a partner. They even had time to introduce some women, but were always subtly rejected.

The reasons are always various, from being tired, no time, being busy, teaching, and many other reasons. Lucky, the women were not angry, or just behind the even nggrundel? Only God and they know.

"Mas Asa would like to see a photo of Ummi's youth?"

"The tiger!" Hassan quickly replied, even the boy did not ask permission from his father as usual.

Fatima then asked Aiman for permission to bring Hassan into the room.

Aiman himself can only resign and follow his son from behind. However, when he reached the living room he chose to sit there with his mother and the owner of the house.

"It's like it's sticky, Man?" Siti–ibu from Aiman deliberately teased her son.

"What, anyway, Mom? Asa people just want to look around, really," he replied casually.

"Fathimah really likes children, Son of Faith. So, naturally he can quickly take the heart of Mas Asa," explained Aminah.

"Oh, pantesan." Siti immediately nyamber. "Match means the same my son who is economical this time talking."

"Mom!" reprimand Aiman.

"What, anyway?"