Young Master's Match

Matchmaking

"Yank... told your son not to make a mistake when he met the girl he was betrothed to"

Basofi, who has successfully melted his wife's heart, is now lying on a mattress together. His head was a little dizzy because he had just traveled far and his rest time was interrupted. Different times and seasons in their vacation spot. The husband and wife took a break to relieve fatigue after five days in the Netherlands.

"Hem...? later on ko.... I'm still dizzy..." Answer Sofiyah who can no longer hold her eyelids.

Basofi then hugged his wife while kissing the top of his head. He remembered how the first time he met Sofiyah. He spoke bad words that he regrets to this day.

Basofi hoped his son would not make the same mistake as him.

"Sorry...!" Basofi said to the wife who was answered with a nod to the head of the woman he held when his eyes were closed and maybe also his spirit had sailed to dreamland.

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After the Maghrib Basofi and Sofiyah prayers filled the stomach that had been asked to fill. Flight was exhausting but also enjoyable.

It just so happened that Han just came home from the mosque and joined his parents.

"Nyo.... later so meet the same is not ...... what's his name?" Ask Sofiyah to the point.

"Babies...." Answer Han lazily.

"His name is Celina Zoe. The picture is beautiful, especially the reality...." Suddenly Rosi's grandmother who was holding Sukma also sat at the dining table with her grandchildren.

"Photos can be edited.... Ordinary people can be beautiful like top models. Nowadays, everything is easy to set...." Answer Han again.

"Just meet you first...! Your father also did not want to be fooled at first with your mother but now look...! "

Basofi and Han sighed while looking away at the words of the lady who was the mistress in the mansion.

"Sometimes what the old man says is best for us. Only time will tell everything. Just meet me.... !! If it can be discussed again with Yeye. You want to continue or not." mami Sofiyah gave her eldest son advice.

Under the table, Basofi clasped Sofiyah's fingers in love.

"Take care of your words and behavior....! Do not let you regret it later. Just act normal!" The usually quiet Basofi suddenly talked a lot to his son.

"What was papi like first? When did you first meet? Papi nyakin mami huh?" Han asked curiously.

"Let's go upstairs...!" Basofi took his wife to their room to stop the conversation between her mother and son.

"But first yes, the first time to meet his mami muka cool. Coolest. If you remember pingin don't get mocked now..." Sofiyah said while pinching her husband's arm.

"As time goes on my love for you grows and grows ....." Babas said while kissing the back of Sofiyah's hand.

" Your flirting is very bad...." Said Sofiyah while turning her lips.

"The more beautiful my wife is...." Babas said as he cupped Sofiyah's cheek with both hands.

"Heleh is old too.. run away grandma... There are no small children too.....!" Said Han invites the grandmother and the little Sukma to stay away from his parents.

"Ko.oo....!" Sofiyah yelled spoiled at her husband who sometimes acted like a young child.

Basofi leaned over and hugged Sofiyah.

"I'm afraid that our children will not be like me... I'm afraid Ay...." Babas' voice became hoarse as it remembered his past.

Sofiyah instead cupped her hands on her husband's face because she saw there was cloudy in the eyes of the man her heart adored.

"Yes, too, are afraid, but we have already repented..... May our children be kept from adultery. May we be kept away from this great sin.... Hicks...."

Sofiyah hugged her husband with tears.

The two now embrace full and regretted while making a prayer in their hearts for their children.

"Yes.... Even hugging here. Just make it...." Han who was well-dressed then kissed her mama's cheek. He said goodbye and asked for a hug from his mother to make his papa jealous.

"Not for long! It's my wife!" Babas separated his wife from the arms of his eldest son.

"Yes Alloh yes Karim..... Han whose son is this? Out of whose stomach? Where is the mother who gave birth to me? Where's my dad...?" Han said while grinning and running away from his mother's papi.

"H...!! That kid.....!! Papi anyway....!" Sofiyah was furious with her husband and son who always quarreled when they met.

"Remember the words of papi....!" Basofi shouted at his son who waved his hand without turning his head towards them.

"Yes dear papi.... Assalamualaikum...." Said Han while turning around then walking backwards.

He plays the key to his motor contact while whistling.

"Cellina Zoe....." Prattling