TOAST
* Slice 138, Long talk

"Mas today is called the center because of the riots that occurred in the medsos. Mas already clear all about our marriage, although it does not reveal we are married because of the willingness to sleep together, Mas reason Dad did not want you to go again, as a status only as a foster child, as a status only as a foster child, it will be easy to separate so, on that basis we get married, because it is hard for Dad to let you go. Father was also questioned by the same office. All of Mas's marriage files with Zahwa have been revoked" Dafi's story.

"What about Mba Zahwa?" ask Qeena.

"The point is that he spoke to his father immediately and he accepted this fact well. Mas emang did not have a chance to talk in front of his family, but after coming home from here, Mas will go to them to apologize" continued Dafi flatly.

"So you want to list Qeena's data to the office? Do you want to continue our marriage even if it's all because of compulsion?" ask Qeena carefully.

"Mas can't confirm anything yet. Everything is a dilemma. I want us all to have a good conversation, find a solution that can be accepted by each side. But if Mas did not register, the office would already know" said Dafi.

"So just because the office knows what it's like for Mas to sign up?" reset Qeena.

"One of them is that" replied Dafi

"Mas..our marriage is not yet official, Mas can say our marriage is canceled or what cake. Sorry, but Qeena can't be the same. Emang Kak Damar has not applied officially, but we are committed to make it together. With him everything is comfortable. Qeena is now doing a lot of things with her" Qeena said.

"He knows everything?" ask Dafi.

"Not yet" replied Qeena.

"For a week, it was very painful to cover this story to many people including Zahwa" said Dafi regretfully.

"Qeena couldn't accept Mas's reality" replied Qeena.

"Love her same?" ask Dafi.

Qeena. He can't define his feelings for Damar. Because what he knows if Damar is the right person to fight his trauma to men.

"Falling in love is a happy thing. Feeling love makes our life more beautiful. But behind every like and color, there is also grief that sometimes sneaks. The experience of falling in love is sometimes not as beautiful as our dreams so far. It's painful but that's the truth. Keep blunt with Damar, as he was dragged around our story. I have started the story, so I must also be able to finish well" said Dafi.

"Sadly, you have to separate from Mba Zahwa?" ask Qeena.

"He is very fit to be hearted, the figure that Mas chose to be the future of Mas, but not fair if you continue to insist to continue with him. He deserves better than me. In any case, Mas's status was married, when he got a widower" said Dafi trying to make sincere.

"We separate aja Mas if that, there is no reason for us to maintain this marriage again" said Qeena firmly.

"I said kabul ijab, so consciously, know there is a sacred agreement that is not playing around" continued Dafi.

"Kalo Qeena ain't pregnant, Mas can get rid of Qeena right?" ask Qeena to make sure.

Dafi could not answer. He knew very well that if the word split out of his mouth it would fall off his talc at that moment. Dafi chose silence. He doesn't want all the answers now, this is his covenant with God.

Dafi asks permission for the nurse to be able to wait in the hospital room with Qeena, the reason is that she is Mak Nuha's adopted son who came from far away and will go home tomorrow, she said, so ask for a policy tonight to take care. Nurses allow on condition that they make a crowd and do not listen to the security.

Tonight Qeena could not sleep, she still got up and sat down while leaning her back against the wall.

Dafi was asleep next to him. Sleeping position while sitting and leaning against the wall. The main lights of the hospital room have been turned off, there are only a few small lights that turn on.

Dafi looked different while sleeping, especially when she slept with her training pants and t-shirts. It looks good, this time it looks relaxed. In a dim fit, Qeena noticed Dafi's face. Tonight, Qeena stared intently at Dafi's face. The longer he looked at, the more he felt in his chest. Dafi's innocent face while sleeping really made him gobsmack. The look of the face is expressionless, without pretence, without contrition. Looking at him invoked all sorts of chest feelings. There was compassion, pity, haru and I don't know what other feelings he couldn't describe in words.

Qeena muttered in her heart.

"On what basis does Qeena not thank Mas for all that Mas did for Qeena and Mak Nuha? For what reason does Qeena not want to serve the same Mas? Mas who Qeena knows is a good person and does not talk much. Indeed Mas is not as smart as da'i in advising, although Qeena tau if Mas graduates a pesantren. Qeena should be grateful, in the midst of the fact that Mr. Iyus was the biological parent of Qeena, God sent Mas to be the priest of Qeena, even though the cause we marry because of a disgrace. Sorry if Qeena always asks Mas who understands about Qeena and does not want to know how Mas feels. May Allah bless all of us Mas" Qeena took a breath and then tried to sleep next to Dafi.

At two in the evening, Dafi woke up from being urinated and thirsty. After returning from the bathroom, she sat right next to Qeena. He took a bottle of mineral water and gently gulped it down casually.

"On what basis should we be disappointed with our marriage? For what reason are we angry about our destiny? This is the story of the two of us, not worthy of putting all the mistakes just to you, sorry if it makes you shed tears. Mas who should guide you, as a priest, Mas who should correct the mistake" said Dafi in his heart, his HP alarm sounded.

"Astaghfirullah, almost three o'clock" said Dafi in shock. He saw that Qeena was still sleeping. He slowly woke Qeena, looking at the exhausted-looking face of the wife. Slowly, the head of Qeena was rubbed.

"Qeena. It's three o'clock, wake up yuk, we pray first" invited Dafi near Qeena's ear.

Obviously, Qeena was surprised that there was a male voice in her ears. Their faces were only a few centimeters away. Dafi who realized first went straight to the bathroom for ablution.

On the bed, Mak Nuha quietly cried seeing the two were praying and reconciled with each other. Mak Noah did not expect much, because he did not want to muddy the atmosphere between Dafi and Qeena. Let the twist of fate speak, he only wishes for whatever happens between them, they can remain like this, forgive each other, support each other even if only limited to brother and sister. Dafi had filled Qeena's life for a long time, so Mak Nuha knew her personality well enough.

Dafi folded the prayer mats, allowing Qeena to sleep again. Dafi continued reading the Qur'an using the application on his HP.

Over time Qeena leaned her head against Dafi's shoulder, which was still awake. Let Dafi not disturb Qeena to sleep. At dawn, Qeena was awakened. Dafi rushed to the mosque which was not far from the Hospital.

His intention was to find breakfast after dawn prayers, but he felt there was nothing interesting to enjoy this morning.

Qeena and Mak Nuha had taken a bath and changed their clothes.

"What breakfast do you want? just along the way there was nothing interesting to enjoy" said Dafi.

"It's Mum's breakfast again" Mak Nuha said.

"Yes make Qeena the same Mas .. kan Mas sampa forget ga dinner" replied Dafi.

"Yes yes .. You guys keep talking until you forget to eat. Yes Qeena .. there between Mas looking for breakfast" pinta Mak Nuha.

"In the meantime the doctor will visit Mak, this is also neat-fragile so that you can go home again and stay hakut aja" said Qeena.

"Pesen ojol aja ya" suggested Dafi.

"Yes it's a gap" replied Qeena.

"Emak what do you want?" ask Dafi.

"It's Mum's breakfast again, meal time again" Mak Nuha said.

"You are orderin ... Wait for the contents of the salad first for you to order food" said Dafi who immediately opened his m-banking.

He just turned on another HP, a special number for the family, even Zahwa did not know the number.

Dafi handed the HP to Qeena and asked Qeena to find the food she wanted. After ordering ojol, Dafi waited at the entrance parking lot of the Hospital. After meeting Ojol, he went back to his room and ate with Qeena. There is not much they discuss when eating, just talking lightly.

After eating, Qeena made a warm tea for Dafi. There was hot water from the dispenser in the room.

"You don't want to go to school?" ask Dafi while looking at Qeena.

"Ga.. want to be a businessman" said Qeena smiling.

"Good..may you achieve that wish" replied Dafi.

"Kalo Mas Dafi himself wants what? Follow the career path? Still want to move house?" ask Qeena.

"It's the world of Mas.so yes it's a passion in statistics. Moving around depends on placement. You do not know later if there are children, especially school age yes, would be bothered if you have to move around" said Dafi dreamt.

"It means ready LDR is the same family" Qeena said.

"Ga is... Mas want if you already have a child yes stay long in an area, surely Mas boyong family, Mas do not want to be far from the family" replied Dafi.

"Perfect dreams.." said Qeena.

"Have you ever dreamed of having a whole family, abundant in affection and hugging each other?" ask Dafi again.

"Perhaps if dreams for yourself are rich already not yes, because Qeena's life has run rich gini. But dreams for children of descent must exist. They can't feel the lack of family affection that Qeena has" Qeena said.

"I'm sorry, do you know who your parents are?" dafi said.

"Ga... Whatever the condition of the parents, accept it. Never accept it, but after that learn to accept if one day will meet biological parents. God never misleads a child to a partner, right? Upset, vengeful, angry, disappointed and sad there must be. But Qeena was grateful, God forged it so great, so when he met, his mentality was ready. Just shocked at the treatment of Mr. Iyus rich that, so wonder how Emak patient ngadepin rich husband that. But there's one thing that Qeena hasn't prepared for, which is getting married" Qeena said.