TOAST
* Slice 127, This Morning

Just enough sleep for an hour, Dafi was ready to take a bath, he did not so leave for the airport this morning, because the goal to Jakarta to see the grave of his Grandmother has not been implemented. So he had to go to the tomb first and then go to the airport. The flight was booked this afternoon.

Dafi went to the bathroom in Dawn's room. Then woke up Dawn to come to the mosque.

Dafi and his brother headed to the mosque far from home. Qeena and Mak Nuha, after morning prayers, had been sitting in the kitchen with his sister Dafi. Ms. Fia had not yet been seen coming out of the room.

After returning from the mosque, Dafi contacted Zahwa and explained that during the day he had just left for the airport. Mr. Dzul has also called his father Zahwa to express his condolences.

"Where the hell Mas, he said he wanted to return this morning using the first flight" said Zahwa angrily over the phone.

"Mas to Jakarta make it to Grandma's grave, continue not to the Grave of Grandma Mas time already back" replied Dafi.

"Mas doesn't understand Zahwa's feelings" Zahwa said angrily.

"Mother will certainly be buried as soon as possible, Mas depart also not necessarily be able to see his corpse. Sorry yes" replied Dafi again.

The phone was cut off by Zahwa. Dafi could not do anything, because the type of woman who was angry would need to persuade a long seduction, while she knew Zahwa was busy there.

"Today what would Mba Tinah be cooking?" ask Qeena.

"Mother yesterday said he wanted to make meatball soup, bakwan maize with balado shrimp, used up the stock first in the refrigerator, because it has not been shopping" explained Mba Tinah.

"Qeena peeled the roof off" said Qeena.

Although the family was at a gathering, they were even busy ngeteh while enjoying fried bananas made with Mba Tinah.

Mak Nuha was weeding vegetables for soup and cornstalks. Qeena peeled the seasoning, while Mba Tinah cleaned the shrimp while filling with dirty dishes and glasses.

The men went home, some asked for coffee, some wanted sweet tea. The dawn continued to sleep again.

"What time are we going to the tomb?" ask Mr. Dzul.

"Yes around eight o'clock Well, at least around one o'clock this afternoon Mas already at the airport, flight at two" explained Dafi.

"Kok noon, will there be a plane to Kerincinya in the afternoon?" said Mr. Dzul.

"It just so happened that this morning Mas got the info, if the center people also want to go to the Full River, the plan is that the provincial working meeting will be held there, we are the host. Yes, so follow the road" Dafi's story.

"Old right?" said Mr. Dzul.

"Lumayan Yah, about eight or nine hours, through it also many forests. But there are many who can bring a car, so you can change it later. We also have a plane to the Bridge" continued Dafi.

"Ga's angry with Zahwanya if you don't spit there?" ask Mr. Dzul again.

"You are in a hurry how else Well, it's a long trip to get there" replied Dafi.

"Yes also .. later Dad tipped the money yes, you buy food just for tahlilan" said Mr. Dzul.

"Yes Yah" said Dafi.

Qeena came to bring coffee to the Fathers. Putting on the table, Qeena squatted right in front of Dafi sat down.

Dafi sampe ga blinked at the fresh-looking Qeena this morning. He lent me his clothes Izma. Light green t-shirt is very suitable on the skin.

"Mba Qeena is very beautiful yes, last night she was not too beautiful, maybe because of the cry yes ..wah good thing Mas Dafi nih, I also want to be told to marry a girl as beautiful as this" praise his cousin Dafi.

Dafi and Qeena were just smiling.

"Mba Qeena . play sometime to Yogyakarta with Mas Dafi" said his cousin Pak Dzul.

"Later Om if there is a holiday" replied Dafi casually.

Apparently when Qeena was about to stand up, she was pierced by shards of shard that was on the carpet near the family room table.

"Ouch.." cried Qeena.

"Why?" ask Dafi who directly approached Qeena.

"Because of the shard" Qeena replied as she pointed at her feet.

"Pick up the medicine box" said Dafi, who headed straight to the cupboard near the TV to grab the P3K box.

Dafi painstakingly pulled out the shard and cleaned the wound and then gave the plaster to the wound. The position of Qeena's legs is in Dafi's lap.

"Still sick?" ask Dafi.

"Ngga .. gapapa really, just got a small shard" said Qeena.

"Well, if diobatin can be infected" replied Dafi.

"Yes the name of the newlyweds, just getting a small shard is also still panicking, try if the old bride, nyungsep is also just mated" ledek his brother Dafi.

"Kaya ga ngerasain aja" said the others.

"Mas Dafi was a gentle person as it turned out, even though he looked silent and fierce" said his cousin Dafi.

"Cewe as beautiful as Mba Qeena if it is not softened yes loss is .. ya ga Mas?" ledek's another cousin Dafi.

"Thank you, Qeena wants to continue cooking" said Qeena as she lowered her foot from Dafi's lap.

"Have a good rest, his legs hurt" Dafi suggested.

"Obviously Dafi, don't panic that way, besides cooking with your hands, not using your feet" said Tanteenya.

Qeena headed for the kitchen again, Dafi who brought the tray to the kitchen. He was hanging out in the kitchen chair, sitting right in front of Mak Nuha who was chopping vegetables.

Qeena makes dough for cornstalks. Then blend the seasoning to make a shrimp balado.

"It will go straight to the tomb, so let's not starve" said Mba Tinah.

"Where is mama?" ask Dafi.

"Not yet out" said Mba Tinah.

Dafi headed to her mother's room. He opened a little first the door of the room, he saw that the Mother was still sleeping on the bed. Door left open. Dafi immediately spread her body beside her mother.

"Mother's sick?" ask Dafi while rubbing her mother's hand.

Izma went into her mother's room and then fell asleep in bed.

"Ga" replied Ms. Fia slowly.

"Cock haven't had a shower?" ask Dafi.

Bu Fia leaned her head in Dafi's hands, then Dafi embraced her.

"Why Bun?" ask Dafi gently.

"Mas ..why so gini, why did you even marry that woman, it should be the same Zahwa" replied Bu Fia.

"Evening Mother did not say anything, if Mother did not agree why did not react?" timpal Izma while playing his HP.

"Bun .. true said Father, Qeena's self-esteem needs us to save, after all Mas Kasian clay Qeena very rich signed with Mr. Iyus. During this time Mas knew the story about his Father Qeena from the mouth of Mak Nuha aja it feels already angled emotions, uh dilalahnya even met the person" said Dafi.

"Mother has asked the office to fire him, there have been many cases that Mother closed. Mommy does not want him to release the story if his son is married to the firstborn of Mother" said Bu Fia.

"What case is Bun?" ask Dafi curiously.

"Mainin gas money, continue to makakalin to the workshop ... so the rich car is damaged so, it will fit the dipake will be problematic on the road, usually far from the big workshop, so that the car is damaged, well in a small workshop it is not played" said Bu Fia.

"Kok Mommy knows?" izma.

"Yes on purpose, the car that we are using broke down, Mother ngadem in the shop, uh the mechanic of the workshop was mesen coffee, and, while talking to the shop keeper if Iyus it is often very damaged car continues to be taken to the workshop. Yes Mother tanyain tuh mechanic, come out all the stories. Iyus also did not deny it" continued Bu Fia.

"Emang that one person, the contents of his brain are only money rich" said Dafi annoyed.

"Mass .. Do not deal with the same thing as Iyus. Qeena divorced next month she's not pregnant. His father was rich, especially his son. From the beginning, Mother also did not like Mak Nuha and Qeena who always sought attention to Dad" pinta Bu Fia.

"Now Mommy takes a bath first yes, later breakfast together, Mommy wants to come to the tomb?" ask Dafi to divert the conversation.

"Ga ah .. muddy, right ujan mulu, yesterday until Mother bought flip flops in the stall to make it to the tomb" said Bu Fia.

"Let's go straight to the airport" said Dafi.

"Mother come along, Mas, this is an impromptu leave. Kasian Zahwa, she definitely needs a Mom's hug" said Ms. Fia.

"Bune ... Grandma just died, surely there will be tahlilan for seven days. Mommy must take care of it, said Dad want to be made here too" said Dafi.

"You're Dad, make a fuss" said Bu Fia.

"Ga may so Bun, Grandmother Mother Mother also" Izma protested.

"Second" replied Ms. Fia.

"Bun. whose name is in-laws is the same as rich in-laws. Emang Mommy wants later the daughters-in-law of Mommy ga love the same Mother as dear parents themselves?" ask Dafi.

"Mother is sure that Zahwa will love Mommy, especially if she does not have a mother, we are a solid team. Hence, freelanin Qeena ya Mas. Mother wants to have a ghost that's rich Zahwa. More equal to us. Want taro where the face of Mother if the office people know Iyus is made by Mother" said Bu Fia.

Dafi's HP has an incoming call from his coworkers.

"Udah was Bun .. I have a phone call" Dafi said.

Dafi came out of her mother's room and sat in the living room. He talked to his partner for a long time.

At seven o'clock in the morning all the food is ready. Mr. Dzul allowed his guests to eat. Bu Fia has joined.

"This delicious cuisine, Tinah is getting smarter about the cooking" praised Mr. Dzul.

"It wasn't me who cooked Mr .. Mba Qeena made it all. I just wash the vegetables equally as stupid" explained Mba Tinah.

"Call Noah and Qeena to eat together here" said Mr. Dzul.

Mak Nuha and Qeena walked slowly towards the dining room.

"Don't be shy, here take the food, we eat together" asked Mr. Dzul.

Mak Nuha and Qeena waited for everyone to finish taking their new food instead of taking it.

"Pretake yes, the soup is using a separate bowl, long time no gini-rich home cooking" said Dafi from behind the body of Qeena.

"You used to eat well at Mas's restaurant" replied Fajar.

"Different Jar .. kaya ga ngerasain become a boarding child" said Dafi.

Qeena prepared food for Dafi, all watching the movements of Qeena.

"So the wife like that Qeena, take care of her husband, then eat together" said Mr. Dzul who has been used to take his own food because Bu Fia did not take it for himself.

"Find that face mah" said Bu Fia did not like.

"Is this enough?" ask Qeena.

"Enough, thank you, you eat, we will go straight to the Tomb" said Dafi