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The black All New Avanza that Arya was driving in arrived in front of the gate of her residence. A household assistant appeared and shifted the gate to the side so that the Toyota car could enter the yard.

Arya shuts down her engine and pulls out the safety lock and opens the door. The man then got out of his vehicle and stepped into the veranda of the house after first closing his car door and setting an alarm.

The sound of the footprints of the man's shoes was heard as he traced the floor, continuing to enter the room. Arya crossed the living room and the family room. He did not meet the person he wanted, but one of the parobaya women, another household assistant who was busy cleaning the floor with a vacuum cleaner.

"Ajus*) Where, Bi?" ask Arya.

Ajus is one of the terms in Gorontalo slang, referring to the figure of a mother. The housekeeper looked at the young master.

"Ti Ajus is on the side porch, sir." replied the parobaya woman politely.

Arya nodded then stepped towards the left wing of the house, finding a veranda where the mother was engrossed in sipping drinks and reading magazines.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Arya while saying hello.

The parobaya woman turned her head while taking out the glasses perched on the base of her nose. He turned his head as Arya came forward about to kiss his hand. The woman thrusts her hand and is greeted respectfully by the child, taken towards his face and slowly breathed out while being smeared onto the surface of his face.

"Sit down, son." orders the parobaya woman. With reverence, Arya follows the will of the mother.

Arya took a seat and sat facing the mother. The parobaya woman placed her glasses on the table, along with the magazine she read.

"What's up, Ma?" ask Arya politely.

For a moment the parobaya woman looked at her son. Arya looked down and realized her mother's gaze was so fixed.

"How old are you, son?" ask the parobaya woman.

Arya was asked that. The direction of the conversation is predictable. The mother did not demand an answer either. His son already knew the code of the question.

"Arya has not found a suitable woman to be a daughter-in-law, from Mama." kilah Arya while spreading a polite smile.

The woman shook her head slowly and then sighed. "Uyong, how long will you endure your solitude? You are very worthy, even obliged to build a household. Do you want to live at a lonely age?" the mother nodded a little.

Arya sighed. The rebuke had already hit the deepest part of his heart. He did not deny that his age, which has reached 29 years, was very late if he maintained his acute singles status.

Arya lowered her head for a moment, then raised her face and spread out a polite reply. "Aren't you in a hurry, Mama forced me to get married?" ask Arya slowly.

"You should be ashamed of it." replied the mother, "At this age, you can't give Mama a good daughter-in-law and a funny grandchild." he demanded. "Many of Mama's friends' children are married. Ye know? Mama is often the material of karlota of complex mothers here!" sulking.

"Yes." replied Arya slowly and patiently. "A little bit more, Mama's gonna get a good daughter-in-law and a cute granddaughter."

"When?" sue the mother.

Arya was silent again. The mother again sighed.

"Mama doesn't want you to procrastinate too long" said the mother, "Obviously, Mama has seen the prospective ghost, three weeks after this."

Arya is shocked to hear her mother's demands. The man stared at the mother's face.

"Ma. looking for a daughter-in-law, it's not like shopping in a store. This is not for a moment, Ma." protested Arya, though her voice was lowered.

"You've had enough to give up, Arya." said his mother then looked up for a moment to throw away her regret. Arya herself lowered her face again.

After feeling his emotions subsided a little, the parobaya woman looked back at her son.

"Or are you going to find you, mate?" lure the parobaya woman.

Arya straightened her face and laughed at her mother's offer.

"Ma.. This is not the time of Siti Nurbayah anymore, play the fools so." Arya half scoffed.

"Rather than you lazy to look?" reply mother.

"alright. In these three weeks, your son will be looking for a woman who can make Mama willing." said Arya again trying to calm her mother.

"And if you don't find it in these three weeks, then you have to be willing with the matchmaking that Mama named for you!" the parobaya woman.

Arya finally nodded her head, fulfilling her mother's request. []