TOAST

TOAST
* Slice 117, An atmosphere of grief


Aa' Zay and his family leave for Tebet. He drives his own car.


"We're going to stay at Grandpa's house, huh Bun?" ask Zavier.


"Yes .." answered Erin.


"Asyikkk there is a pool that has a slide" said Zavier and Zayda compact.


Since Zavier's birth, the swimming pool at Mr. Shaka's house has been transformed into a waterboom, where there are photoshoots and showers for children. Especially after Iqbal lived there with his children, the more the form of a swimming pool like a child's game.


"But eat first before swimming" Erin recalled.


"Will you go to the pool Grandpa was ordered to Pizza and Burger .. will you, Kek?" ask plain Zavier.


"Yes later Mother who orderin yes .. Grandpa just pay" said Mr. Shaka.


"This is if the grandson is pampered, what would he do" said Erin.


"Yes, it's not every day also Rin. anyways if Daddy does not love the grandson, later who wants to take care of Dad if he is very old. My children are all busy" replied Mr. Shaka.


Zavier and Zayda fell asleep, and so did Zafran.


"Would not Qeena and Nuha live in the house of aja father who in Pondok Indah, safe there, the housing is not arbitrary people can enter, the, I also have a security guard who turns around for twenty-four hours. Lots of rooms too. There will be Iqbal's family there" suggested Mr. Shaka.


"Where to Yah .they are quite holding the teachings of religion. I don't have any bond with Mak Nuha and Qeena. Yes, in addition to the same religion, certainly social norms are the same, prohibiting for those who have no family ties to stay in the same roof because it can cause slander" said Aa' Zay.


"Kan rame-rame, except just the same father" said Mr. Shaka.


"Just like Yah" replied Aa' Zay.


"At least until the condition is safe, we do not know whether his ex-Nuha's family is still living them or not" said Mr. Shaka.


"Yes .. inget yaaaa age .. all use security reasons .. hehehe.. want any shrimp behind rempeyek what nyari opportunity in narrowness?" tanya Aa' Zay teased her in-laws.


"Zay is the most like in-laws, it could be that father's godain mulu" replied Mr. Shaka while shaking his head.


"Abis Daddy is funny anyway .. ever since meeting Mak Nuha was very eager to get married again.kan Zay had said that Mak Nuha was still traumatized by his past. Though Mah Zay still want to see Mak Nuha there is a guard, is still young, not forty years. Could have another child .. hahahaha" said Aa' Zay.


"Aa' .. Erin's time has a sister anyway, where the parents of Erin's child compared to sister" protested Erin.


"Well, what do you want to say" replied Aa' Zay.


"You know why ... I haven't had the thrill of love since Erin's mother was gone. But as soon as Noah saw his power was very sreg. He couldn't replace Erin's mother in Dad's heart. But I'm sure he's capable of filling the void" Mr. Shaka said.


"That's what the contract is Yah .. everything is empty .. wkwkwk" ledek Aa' Zay is becoming.


Erin who was sitting behind Aa' Zay immediately pinned Aa' Zay's arm.


"A' .. If you're a little late, Dad's a parent" Erin recalls.


"It's too late for the princess to turn back" said Aa' Zay still laughing.


"Udah .. already ... Zay .. if there is a minimarket stop by first. I want to buy them small meals and vitamins. There are only vegetables and fruits" Pinta Pak Shaka.


"Every Majesty .. I follow all your instructions" joked Aa' Zay.


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"Mak .what Qeena to the house Om Dzul aja first yes, they will definitely go home, if Grandma Sri died this morning must be immediately buried. The word Izma is buried in Kelapa Gading and will be buried in Serpong. Yes, at least we do not say sorrow to their families, we were also helped a lot by the family of Om Dzul and Granny Sri" said Qeena.


"The wealth is still afraid to come out, especially if the real driver Iyus Bu Fia is your father, it feels like Mom is not ready to meet" said Mak Nuha.


"There must be no Mak .. Mr. Iyus is an office driver, not Bu Fia's personal driver. This is death, it's family business, surely he was not asked for a mengenduirin" said Qeena sure.


"Are you sure you can go to Om Dzul's house alone?" mak Nuhah was confused.


"Qeena has checked that you can take the train and continue to ride the online motorcycle taxi. Mak forgot that Qeena was already big, it could be stray" replied Qeena.


"You leaving now?" ask Noah again.


"Yes Mak .. let's not really go home, now it's one o'clock, Qeena street now yes" pinta Qeena.


"Yes, be careful, greetings to all. Remember if you see the name Iyus you must be vigilant" said Mak Nuha.


"Yes Mak .. Papa's mom will you be left for a minute?" ask Qeena again.


"Yes gapapa .. already there go .. remember do not go home at night" recalls Mak Nuha.


Dafi sat by the window of the plane, looking out the window. Not yet take off but the passengers have been asked to board the plane first while seeing what conditions can fly in a moment.


"Grandmother, the pain is gone, the test is over, it's healed now. It's hard to keep living without Grandma again. Grandma is like a monument of the love of a wife and an inscription of the love of a mother. While living, Grandma is able to face all the problems that befall, like to help people who are not able and most importantly ... My grandmother always reminded me to always remember God. Grandma, actually there is still a lot that I want to show Grandma. Still want Grandma to see if her grandson becomes a human who can give peace to everyone. We will always remember our togetherness, thank you for praying for us at all times. Ayyuhan nafsum muthmainah ir ji i illaa robbiki rodiyatam mardiyyah fadkhulli fii ersonalii wadkhulliiiii jannaatiii .. O quiet soul, return to Allah with pleasure, and enter into My servants and enter My heaven, O Allah, O Alamin... O God, we are all Yours, and to You we return, and receive my Grandmother with You. He is the one we truly love.Goodbye beloved Grandma .. May Allah accept the charity of worship, open the grave and put Grandma into Jannah…


May we be reunited in His Jannah" said Dafi in his heart.


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The family saw Grandma's face for the last time and then covered with a shroud. The body is ready to be sholated.


Suddenly Rian was hysterical, he did not understand the meaning of the dead, but he saw Grandma covered by a cloth and put in a coffin.


Rian was included close because at the end of his life, often usher Rian therapy.


"grandmother ... Grandma .. came down. " cried Rian as the one who raised the coffin was ready.


"Rian .. patience .. patience .. patience ... Grandma wants to be sholated" said Mr. Dzul while rubbing Rian's back.


"Where are you going?" Rian was hysterical and crying.


Mr. Dzul, Fajar and Mas Narko hold Rian while the coffin goes to the mosque.


"Narko .. kaya you take Rian home, this even makes a scene later. Take a taxi, my car keys are holding" said Mr. Dzul.


"Well Mr.." replied Mas Narko.


"Home there's a party, right? others here first, help all neatin" said Mr. Dzul.


"Yes, sir. everyone went home the night after they finished their studies" Mas Narko replied.


"Later you are with the Rian Guard Party yes" asked Mr. Dzul.


"Mba his rich party is sick from yesterday" Mas Narko.


"If he is strong on his own, yes tell the doctor to go up the bump" suggested Mr. Dzul.


"Yes sir ..see later" replied Mas Narko.


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"Assalamualaikum.." said Qeena while pressing the bell.


Quite a long time Qeena stood in front of the door of Mr. Dzul's house, until Mba Party came out to open the door.


"Assynolajet.. Lek Party" Qeena shouted as she hugged him.


"Waalaikumsalam .. O Allah Qeena ... have not met for a long time" replied Mba Parti.


"Lek is sick again?" ask Qeena again.


"Yes .. very shivering. Enter aja yuk, Lek again alone, others to Kelapa Gading" invite Mba Parti.


"Yes" replied Qeena.


Qeena went inside the house, chat with Mba Party who had not met for a long time.


"Qeena .. if you want to drink take it yourself" bargained Mba Parti.


"Yes Lek" replied Qeena.


"Where are you going? How are you doing, Mba Nuha?" the Cecar Mba Party.


"Thank God be kind" replied Qeena.


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Iyus just bought a spray anesthetic, the crime rate in Jakarta is growing. Especially as a driver who sometimes has to walk until night. Drugs like this are now easily available in the market place at affordable prices. When buying Iyus offered trivam propofoll (liquid anesthetic) and he just wanted.


"Who knows, it is useful for women who are now getting more difficult to deketin" said Iyus while looking at the reading instructions on the drug package.


"Trivam propofoll has no smell, does not taste ( tasteless) and does not have any color, clear according to the mixed media. So if mixed into food or drink, there will be no suspicion, no side effects and do not hum the poison or cause things that are not desired during use as recommended. Liquid anesthetic that once taken, the target can immediately faint in seconds. Its proven efficacy can make people faint for hours. How to use it can use mineral drinking water or soda as a mixture. Give 8 drops to the drink, leave for a moment. Then give it to the target after the liquid is felt to have dissolved perfectly" read Iyus.


Then he put it in a small bag that is usually carried around.


"Wah I just want to buy a spray dope to keep away from evil, even given a drug to I can paralyze the girls without him knowing gw macem-macemin ... I am always lucky for a girl's business. Can I take the road girl, I keep buying drinks, mix the drug .. I just enjoy it. hahaha if it is this easy to do I bother ngerayu ya... hahaha" said Iyus happily.