Wrong Matchmaker Connect

Wrong Matchmaker Connect
Childhood Friend



After eating, Mail drove Pearl back home, when he arrived at the Pearl home page, Mail again called Pearl.


"Tiara." call Mail.


"Yes?" reply Pearl while standardizing her motor.


"Have you got a girlfriend yet?" ask Mail.


"Why? Want to register as my boyfriend?" tanya Pearl joked.


"Hehe, are there any vacancies?" ask Mail grinning.


"Not yet to open registration. Clear?" ask Pearl.


"meaning? Are you still single?" ask Mail.


"It's late, come home soon, I want to pack" said Mutiara expel.


"Devil, not answered even ngusir" said Mail sewot.


"Eh, but. may I list you as your future girlfriend" said Mail pushing his head over his motorcycle handlebar.


"Hem... I guess you are a handsome guy, right, a lot of girls who love? Why even find a girl who doesn't want to?" tanya Mutiara tried to be patient with her best friend.


"Hehe, right, you're unique" Mail said again.


"That I am jade, unique. Wis, go home" said Pearl again.


"Okey, later if the registration has been opened, I'm informed ya Ra" said Mail while pushing his Vespa motorbike. The pearl did not budge, and only folded its hands on its chest while taking a deep breath. Even though Mail went from his home page waving his hand.


That night, after eating with his little friend, Pearl was prepared with all the items he would bring to Semarang, ranging from clothes, souvenirs and other items.


"Sir, are you sure you're leaving alone tomorrow?" ask Mr. Bowo again.


"InshaaAllah be sure sir." replied the Pearl mantab.


"Eat it, tomorrow Tiara take time to return to Semarang will be morning sir, let it not overheat, and rain in the afternoon" said Mutiara.


When just cleaning things, Pearl's phone rang, a sign there was an incoming call.


📞Bu Kanti's


'Assalamualaikum, Tiara.'


"Wa'alaikumsalam. What's wrong mom?" ask Pearl.


'Tomorrow Monday you go in to nduk?' ask bu Kanti.


"InshaaAllah ma'am. Tomorrow at dawn, Tiara from Solo ma'am." said Mutiara.


'Yes, wis kalo. Soale this Ipah want to go back and forth, adeknya want marriage, so he wants to go home long enough he said.'


"Oh, yes ma'am. InshaaAllah monday Tiara enter ma'am."


'Yes, that's wis. Greetings to my mother in the village.'


"Yes mom."


Call disconnected.


"No sir, ma'am. Tiara is also waiting for Kanti" said Mutiara.


"Yes" said Mr. Bowo.


"Yes, you have contacted Nak Ahmad yet, if tomorrow you want to go to Semarang?" ask Mr. Bowo.


"Not yet."


"Yes in the call first. Afraid tomorrow you rush, even forget ga ngabarin. Yesterday Ahmad pesen to, if you want to go, tell him to call first?" said Mr. Bowo.


"Yes sir."


"Contact now." orders Mr. Bowo. Mutiarapun.


📨Mas Misconnected


Assalamualaikum mas Dzen. InshaaAllah tomorrow at dawn, Tiara otw to Semarang mas.


The message was sent, and before long Pearl's phone rang.


📞Mas Misconnected


"Wa'alaikumsalam mas."


'Tomorrow are you so early? Same with Ken, right?' ask Dzen, because the first plan Pearl will return to Semarang with Kenzo.


"That's so mas. Ken said he still has to be at home, help his mother take care of his father's control" Mutiara said.


'Oh, trus, are you alone?'


"Yes, um."


'You have to come home tomorrow? Don't you wait for Ken?'


"Ga can be a mas, too long. This is Kanti ma'am has also been calling continuously, when Tiara entered. Because Temen Tiara wants to go home he said."


'Oh, so? Abis dawn is ready otw her?'


"InshaaAllah. Let it not get hot and not rain. Worrying in the afternoon, raining in the street mas, I'm worried."


'Oh, yeah. Okey. Be careful yeah.'


"Yes mas. InshaaAllah." said Pearl.


'Yes, yes, that was it first. You take a break, tomorrow you will travel far.'


"Yes mas. Assalamualaikum."


'Wa'alaikumsalam.'


Call disconnected. Pearl put her phone on the TV table.


"Where? What did Ahmad say?" ask Mr. Bowo.


"Gapapa sir. Just say, yes, be careful." replied Pearl.


"Oh, yeah. No other words?" ask Mr. Bowo.


"Sandak sir. Yeah, just nanyain, why the same Ken. Tiara explained the reason."


"But he knows that you're going to ride your own bike?" ask Mr. Bowo.


"Or sir."


"Yes wis. Continue your activities, continue to sleep, so that tomorrow you do not have bad luck. Your journey tomorrow is long." said Mr. Bowo as he walked into his room.


"Yes sir." replied Pearl according to.


That night, Mutiarapun was sound asleep in his room, after packing his luggage. Likewise with Hindun, who has also been sleeping since nine pm last night, because all day Hindun bu in the fields, taking care of the harvest. While Mr. Bowo still seemed to sit in the living room with an occasional look at the window.


"Lho, you haven't slept?" tanya Hindun, who was awake from her sleep because she wanted to go to the toilet.


"Yes." replied Bowo.


"Why sir?" ask the Hind bun who just came back from the toilet.


"No papa." replied Mr. Bowo flatly.


"Father still misses Tiara? Are you worried about Tiara?" ask bu Hindun.


"Which parents don't worry about taking their daughter off on a long trip by themselves with just a motorbike bu" said Mr. Bowo.


"Yes, Ibi understood, but Tiara had also experienced cycling alone to sir?" said bu Hindun.


"Beda mom. Tiara had set out from here alone, but she was with him from Boyolali and from Salatiga. Here it is, she's her own original mom. Usually Tiara was taking leave at the old Kanti bu, lha this is just a moment" said Mr. Bowo.


"Lho, Tiara has said, if his friend hunted back to the village of Genti, because there is a celebration. And Tiara yesterday was sick, the holidays were taken yesterday, the rest stayed this week" said Mrs Hindun explained. Because Mr. Bowo is consumed by age, his way of thinking is different.


"It's night yo sir, let's go to bed first. Tomorrow if Tiara departs, you can deliver it."bu Hindun tried to give understanding.


"Mother go first. You follow." said Mr. Bowo who still insisted on staying in the living room.


"Yes wis, later if you are sleepy, go straight to sleep sir" said Miss Hindun with patience.


"Yes." replied Mr. Bowo.


Upon his return to his room, to continue his beautiful dream, Mr. Bowo still sat in the living room with hope, expecting something.


"If Nak Ahmad is a good and responsible man, he gets a call from Tiara like that, he shouldn't stay silent. I still hope, he will come tonight, or tomorrow at dawn, to pick up my son Pearl of the Heart." please Mr. Bowo.


"Gusti, give my request to Ahmad. I can't play HaPe, but just through this do'a, please, move my heart to Ahmad to come here, pick up my son Pearl Heart. Because I have not really released my daughter back to Semarang alone. I'm worried about Gusti." Bowo asked God for help.