TOAST
* Slice 149, Weekend activities
Dafi hurried out of his room while looking for his cocktail shirt until he hit Fajar who again wanted to go up the stairs.
"Why the Mas .. rich see the devil aja until hastily gini" said Fajar.
"Sorry .. sorry .." replied Dafi.
"Where are you going?" ask Dawn.
"You go to the mosque .. pray dawn" replied Dafi.
"Mas ... pelek hence .. It's half six. Nih just returned from the mosque . mules" explained Fajar.
"Yes Allah.. Mas kesayangan .. ya deh salat at home aja" said Dafi hurriedly down the stairs to his home musholla.
"Wah .. mentang-matang dikepin wife yes so wake up bad luck" ledek Fajar.
"Boro-boro... Qeena at home Mas ... Mas sleep alone in the room, if you don't believe me just look there Mas's room" replied Dafi as he went down the stairs.
"Normal dragons nih Mamasku .. wife as beautiful as it is budgeted .. already legitimate, not yet the first night .. if Fajar mah has been beaten blah deh" coda Fajar.
Dafi didn't listen to Dawn.
At six o'clock in the morning, Qeena and Mak Nuha had helped cook in the kitchen. Today will cook vegetables krecek and opor, for gudeg nangkanya already message the neighbors who sell gudeg at the market shocked. The cake that Qeena brought four baking pans only had two baking pans. Ms. Fia had also ordered food with her friend, but it was only canceled last night because her friend's husband went to the Hospital.
"Bakery part is a lot of Bun. Jakarta is abundant bakery that is delicious" said Izma.
"Bakery mah has the same sponge as bread. This will let the concept connect, so you want a market snack" replied Bu Fia while searching on the internet.
"Many times Bun cake shop that provides food, in the market there is also" said Izma again.
"But you don't know what the cake is" replied Ms. Fia.
They are still sitting in the kitchen. Qeena who saw Bu Fia rich in confusion finally approached Bu Fia.
"Tante.. make fast and easy material. How to make putu mayang use vermicelli, klepon and tempe mendoan" proposed Qeena.
"Who would make it? the family will gather at eleven" asked Bu Fia upset.
"God willing I made, maybe ask for help all to print it, let's be quick. If we start now, around nine o'clock we can finish. It's easy, it's in a cake shop around here" Qeena replied.
"Whatever it is, the important thing is good. Don't embarrass me" said Ms. Fia Kesel herself and left the kitchen.
"Yes yuk Qeena, we are shopping at the cake shop" Izma asked.
"Come ." replied Qeena.
"Eh wait a minute .. ask for money first with Mother" said Izma.
Just wanted Izma to enter the room of his mother, Mr. Dzul already gave money for them immediately buy ingredients to make cakes.
"Do not disturb Mother, know yourself is easy to bad mood" said Mr. Dzul.
Thirty minutes later, Qeena and Izma returned home. Qeena directly ngadonin for klepon so it can be boiled. Izma help comb red sugar. Others are busy cooking.
Dawn, Mr. Dzul and Rian again slide the bench and table to look deserted and called carpet on it.
"Where is Dafi?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Bobo" answered Rian.
"Where's sleep?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Ituuu" Rian said as he pointed at Dafi sleeping on the carpet of Musholla.
"It was the most animating thing to be santri, to sleep on the carpet Musholla" ledek Fajar.
"Cape really tired" said Mr. Dzul.
"Cape was Yah .. Wong was just back in his room at eleven in the evening" Fajar replied.
"Where did Emang Mas come from? kaya didn't go to him" asked Mr. Dzul again.
"From his house .. tuh next door, again kangen-kangen with his wife .. understand the newlyweds" joked Fajar.
Dafi woke up because suddenly her legs were pulled together by Rian. With a gontai road he headed to the sofa of the family room and prepared to sleep again. He's still sleepy.
"Mass .. Mas ... sleep in the room there, this is again tidied up place .. kok even sleep here" ordered Mr. Dzul.
"This heavy sleepiness Well .. until it is difficult to open your eyes. Just slept really well" said Dafi half sleepy.
"Yes if you are sleepy move to the room" said Mr. Dzul.
"Hayooo .. abis said last night until tepar gini. Usually the battery is full continuously, do not know the time if it is already working" teased Fajar while hitting his brother's feet with a prank.
"These weeks at most sleep only two hours a day, a lot of cooperation back and forth on the road. Continuously dikrokin dipijitin same Qeena, it feels good to be brought to sleep, the body feels light" Oceh Dafi half-conscious.
"Oalahhhh .. it turns out that there are people who play massages overnight, pantes aja Mamasku sampe lemes like this" ledek Fajar while laughing
"Newly massaged already rich gini Mas .. let alone served others, can not wake up time .. hihihi" said Pak Dzul ameli himself.
"What did you just say?" ask Dafi who suddenly woke up because he realized he had been avoiding.
Mr. Dzul and Fajar immediately laughed at Dafi's rich expression of confused people.
"Who?" ask Dafi.
"Neighbors" replied Fajar origin.
"Well, did you talk to the neighbors?" dafi was more confused.
"Qeena ..." call Mr. Dzul.
"Yes .." replied Qeena while half-running over to Mr. Dzul.
"What's up?" ask Qeena.
"Tuh urucin first her husband, sleepy heavy she until she can not move to the room. Anterin there to his room, rather than slithering here" seduced Mr. Dzul.
Dafi and Qeena looked timid.
"Please make Mas coffee ya.." Pinta Dafi to break the shame.
"Yes" replied Qeena.
"Father yes" said Mr. Dzul.
"Me too" said Fajar.
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"Oh apparently Mas Dafi already want to play games .. do not know who Iyus he is" said Iyus angry because the chat has not been read and the phone was not raised with Dafi.
"Try calling Qeena aja" continued Iyus while looking for her number Qeena.
Because Qeena is busy again, so HP is disilent, it is automatically lifted as well.
"Badness also nih child .. has never been beaten apparently" said Iyus grimly.
"Call who the hell is Mas? kok angrily aja .. let's dong he said he wanted to give money for the wedding, we will marry another month, Mas just gave fifteen million money, has made DP salon plus decor, has been, print the invitation, make souvenirs.he said he wanted to love fifty million" said his girlfriend who was playing to his contract.
"This is the guy calling again. Duit Mas tuh dipake with him, emang ya so good people tuh gini, easy to use people. Minjem turn to begging for pity, turn to be billed even angry" said Iyus.
"Makanya Mas .. make a lesson anyway, do not minjemin money as easy as people. We don't know how rich people are. A lot of minjems, huh?" ask his girlfriend Iyus.
"There is a point . it is enough for us to marry" replied Iyus.
"Wah many also minjemin until tens of millions. What is this business anyway? how much money" asked his girlfriend Iyus again.
"Little business . which is definitely not a drug business. His job is just to pick up the phone and keep the money into the account .. hehehe" said Iyus.
"Oh Mas Iyus is selling online yes ..wah very great business .. so later if we are married can have a lot of time for the family. Iyus said he wanted to have another child. Kan his son Mas Iyus was taken away with his ex-wife Mas" said his girlfriend Iyus.
"Anything will be given to you dear .. You really have no marriage problems with widows, the age is almost five heads, ga handsome . while you just graduated high school, beautiful, beautiful, still young" said Iyus while hugging his lover from behind.
"It's a matter of mah ga maybe we should marry Mas . " replied his spoiled girlfriend.
"Your mother is okay, but your father is not wholehearted yet Mas became his ex" whispered Iyus.
"Father not ga wholehearted Mas . yes the name of the parents will certainly have concerns, reasonable right .. but we can prove if we are serious until now. The proof is that we can marry" replied his girlfriend Iyus.
"You are different from other women, beautiful, kind, patient. That's why I can't wait to marry you my dear" continued Iyus while kissing the cheeks of his abegan lover gently.
Iyus' hands began to actively care for his lover's body.
"Mas .. don't miss out .." remember her boyfriend.
"You're just a kiss with a hug baby. You have said many times with Mas if you do not want to lose the friendship before marriage. Mas also do not want to do that . sin" Iyus sok reminded.
"Yes Mas .. This is the first new kiss with Mas .. It should not be Mas" said his girlfriend Iyus.
"Kiss does not eliminate the sadism .. This is only as a form of love Mas with you, anyway Mas leave everything for you. Mas has nothing but holy love for you a" Iyus rayu with the position of getting close to her body to her lover.
"Here dear ...we kiss her on the bed, let you not cape stand up" Iyus asked as she gently pulled her lover.
"Mas Iyus wants something?" ask his girlfriend Iyus.
"And you are the same Mas both wear clothes love. We have agreed to have sex before marriage" said Iyus.
The position of Iyus' body is above his abege lover who is still innocent. Like Don Juan, Iyus treated his lover gently. The pagutan of his lips also feels sweet on the lips of his lover.
"When we get married ... Mas promise will always kiss you every day rich gini" said Iyus right in front of the lips of his lover.
"Yes, yes, my Mas? because many say that dating is friendly, but if marriage has become commonplace .. I love you .. I love you so much Mas Iyus" replied his girlfriend Iyus.
"Mas moreover .. sayangggg. Only this time fell in love again after twenty years ago being betrayed" Iyus said with a sad face.
"Prophe yes Mas . I will not betray Mas kok" said his girlfriend Iyus while kissing spoiled cheek Iyus.
"Thank you dear .. always understand the same. I love you dear" said Iyus who made her boyfriend float.
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After tidying up the place for the family to sit, the men came to intervene in the kitchen, Bu Fia finally came to the kitchen after being advised by Mr. Dzul.
Qeena taught all the filling rounding the klepon dough. Then Izma boiled it until it matured. Qeena and Mak Nuha again printed the vermicelli into the cake mold that Bu Fia had then steamed. Fortunately Bu Fia has a fairly large steamer, so it can quickly enter a lot of printed vermicelli. Later after this just cook the red sugar sauce. For new mendoan will be fried after the family comes to keep it warm.