I myself was an anti-matchmaking person, I always tell my mother if I can find the right person to be my husband later. But it turns out oh I actually even went to talk its own story, because in the end I have to give up and let my parents choose a mate for me. Funny also if I remember about my matchmaking with my husband. Even my high school friends and college do not believe me who have this high-level ngeyel science can also same as my mother for mate affair. But in fact I agree with my mother's choice, but of course this is because I have my own reasons why I want to be arranged. At that time I felt tired of looking for the right person (in my opinion) because I often failed to maintain a relationship. Besides, I felt I was in the saturation point to start the relationship again, because at that time I was actually waiting for someone to give certainty but unfortunately he I do not go get what I expect, apes deh me. Until finally I also confide with my mother, about the turmoil and also the kejehunan that hit me. Finally my mother took the initiative to match someone (who is now my husband) with me, and somehow I immediately agreed without thinking again even though in fact I am also not so pursued age and also no one demanded me cepet-cepet marriage. It's just that I do not know that time I think my mother would choose someone who is right for me and would want the best for me, so that I fully surrender to my mother.
