Wrong Matchmaker Connect

Emotion

That night, after returning from the night market, Pearl immediately ran what became a message from her good doctor. He ate and took medicine first, but when he was about to spread his body, he checked his cell phone first, there was a message coming from someone.

📩Mas Ahmad

Assalamualaikum says. Ma'am Tiara, tomorrow so be able to attend to the ahad morning study right?

📨Pearl

Wa'alaikumsalam mas Ahmad's. InshaaAllah mas, can.

📩Mas Ahmad

If you can, ba'da dawn ya mbak, help mothers prepare snacks for participants and also for speakers.

📨Pearl

Yes, my

📩Mas Ahmad

Oya, tomorrow I ask for help too, antum so the host yes. Because it just so happened that Rumaisha was sick, she had just told me. For the arrangement of events and others, has been made mbak Rumaisha.

📨 Pearls

Wow, suddenly? Am I capable.

📩Mas Ahmad

InshaaAllah can

📨Pearl

Bismillah. Ok mas.

"Hem, I hope I'm okay tomorrow. Golden opportunity, tomorrow can meet KH. Gym Nastiar." muttered Pearl.

📩mas Ahmad

Jazakumullah khoir

📨 Pearls

Afwanese.

That night, after replying to Chat Ahmad, who used to be the Pearl-level brother in the LDK, and now Ahmad has graduated three years ago, he said, now their relationship is still close because of the affairs of the great mosque in the city where he currently lives.

That morning, as usual, Pearl woke up from her sleep. He woke up at two in the evening, he set up the evening prayer, but after that it was not as usual where he had to get out of boarding to walk down the road to the market, now he continues to teach then when it is nearing dawn, Pearl and then take a bath first. Adhan dawn reverberated from a distance, Pearl was ready to step out of boarding to go to the great mosque which is not too far away.

Arriving at the location, Mutiara immediately participated in the morning prayers together, then joined the committee of study of mothers who also prepared many things to welcome the arrival of great scholars in this country.

"Who is this boy? We are rich yet to know." said one mother greeting kindly.

"I'm the Pearl of the Heart ma'am, commonly called Tiara" said the Pearl introducing herself.

"MaasyaAllah, what a great name. Meet me, my name is Ms. Yuli" said Ms. Yuli.

"Mbak Tiara is busy what is her daily life?" ask Ms. Yuli again while putting the bread in plastic.

"I'm still in college ma'am." replied Pearl mannered.

"Oh, still in college? Where's mbak?" ask Ms. Yuli again.

"On UNES ma'am." replied Pearl.

"It's actually here too?" ask Ms. Yuli who is getting familiar.

"I'm original Solo mom, I'm here to snekos." replied Pearl.

While being engrossed in chatting, suddenly his phone rang, there was an incoming call.

"Mother, sorry, I picked up the phone first." said Mutiara please permission.

"Yes" replied Ms. Yuli kindly.

📞mas Incorrect Connect

Hello, assalamualaikum

"Wa'alaikumsalam mas."

"How are you doing, Tiara?" ask Dzen across the street.

"Alhamdulillah is better. After taking the medicine yesterday, I've been feeling better" Pearl said.

"Alhamdulillah then. For breakfast, should I send you some good?" bargain Dzen.

"Ga for mas. I'll buy breakfast later." said Mutiara refused.

"Oh, what is it now?" ask Dzen.

"Ehm, how is it? If I told you honestly, Dzen would be mad, wouldn't he? But if not honest, hem, not good too." Inner Pearl upset.

"Ehm, I am in the great mosque mas, again help the mothers of the Sunday morning teaching committee prepare the safari of his preaching KH. Gy Nastiar." said Pearl.

"I'm fine mas." said Pearl starting to tense up.

"You go home, you just rest. You'll be exhausted." said Dzen.

"InshaaAllah when we are sick, by attending the council of ta'lim, God will lift up our pain. When we intend to worship, InshaaAllah this pain will turn into medicine. Mas Dzen did not need to worry, because the cure of a disease is not just a medical drug. Sorry, I still have a lot of work. Assalamualaikum." said Pearl who had started to feel her chest tight due to the feeling of anger. He doesn't like anyone to control you, and even forbids him from doing anything positive.

Tut tut tut tut

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, astagfirullahal'adzim Astagfirullahal'adzim." muttered Pearl while holding her chest to control emotions.

Pearl pressed the red button on her phone screen. He took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. He did not want his anger to be known to others. That is the way Pearl controls emotions. Mutiarapun returned to the room where the mothers were busy putting snacks into the plastic.

"Who is Tiara?" tanya Bu Yuli who had heard the pearl called the name 'mas'.

"Temen kok bu" said Mutiara.

"Oh, fuck her boyfriend." Goda bu Yuli.

"Ehm, I'm not dating ma'am." replied Pearl kindly.

"Yes, same dong mbak same mas Ahmad. Mas Ahmad was also not dating mbak, he was a dream man mbak. Many mothers here who also want to be their former Ahmad. Mbak Tiara sama mas Ahmad aja mbak." babble a mother who is quite talkative among other mothers.

"Yes mbak, actually said bu Atun, mbak Tiara sama mas Ahmad aja. Suitable you mbak, both scholars, Ahmad mas handsome Sholyh active activities, and if the mother's teaching is funny and patient mbak." said Ika bu, another mother who is also a fan of the same figure Ahmad.

"Mbak Tiara is also beautiful, Sholihah, well. Wisata anyway gathuk mbak." said Bu Atun.

As they were making a match, Ahmad suddenly appeared from the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Mbak Tiara." call Ahmad.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Yes mas?" reply Pearl.

"Can you come with me for a second?" ask Ahmad.

"Can I can. Especially if invited to marry a mas, the main course mbak Tiara want mas" said Bu Atun, the team hore group of mothers.

"God, these mothers. Any-anything said I want to be fooled by the son of Atun ma'am?" ahmad was joking.

"Weleh, Ahmad is a guyonan. My son is a child mas, only ten years old, want to wait how many years this Ahmad. Hahaha." replied Atun comforted.

"Hehehe, kidding ma'am. Excuse me, ma'am. I borrowed the Tiara first" Ahmad said again.

"Iyo mas, ojo in nakali. Tiara's mother is good aboute." replied Ms. Yuli.

"Ready ma'am Yuli" replied Ahmad.

After the death of Ahmad and Mutiara, the mothers were busy with their respective rumors.

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"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Tiara why? Is he angry with me?" muttered Dzen when he heard the words Pearl at the end of his phone.

"Ga he's usually rich. Why her? Did I over-regulate him? But I'm doing all this, because I care about him. I'm worried about the same situation." muttered Dzen defending himself.

"Tiara, you really made me change. I have to follow him there." said Dzen.

"Eh, but who's the same? Cook yourself?" dzen said thinking.

"Aah, yes. Andi."

Dzenpun called Andi, his best friend.

📞Andi

Hello there. What's up, Bro?

"Ndi, is it busy?" ask Dzen.

"Engga. Sunday is free." Andi said across the street.

"Temenin I yuk. Study." said Dzen.

"Widih, Ngipi what are you semalem? Penance?" andi said mockingly.

"Dialan lo ngatain I penitentat Segal." said Dzen.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. Abisnya not usually lo rich gini" said Andi.

"There was A' Agym in the Great Mosque. Go there yuk." take Dzen.

"Oh, yes. My parents-in-law had left earlier" Andi said.

"Well, if you follow, how are your children?" ask Dzen.

"Liet. There's a baby sister boy." Andi said casually.

"Oh, yes, I picked it up" said Dzen.

"Ready." replied Andi spirit.