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* Slice 154, Approaching

After dawn prayers, Qeena was ready to leave for Mr. Shaka's house. All the materials needed are three boxes. Last night Dafi called to anterin Qeena to Mr. Shaka's house this morning, so don't take an online taxi.

Apparently Dafi had walked from the house at four in the morning and morning prayers at the mosque near Ruko. After saying goodbye to Noah, they immediately set off.

"Looky Mas wear gini uniform .. neat" praised Qeena in the car.

"Dear boy?" god Dafi's.

"It's usually .. standard, but it looks like the rich people are serious" said Qeena.

"Emang all this time did not look serious huh?" ask Dafi.

"Seriously ., but this time it's more smart how it is" said Qeena confused to define his praise.

"Smart? less smart what try .. Mas this accelerated class loh, the age has not even sixteen years old has been in college. Entry is pure yes, ga use the ghoib line. Oh yes, the pesenan Mas has not been made yet?" dafi said.

"Udah .. but Qeena uses rice paper, because it doesn't have a lunch box. Later until the office immediately moved to the plate continues to be eaten" replied Qeena.

"Bukain now, Mas hungry .. last night until the house almost twelve pm, because sleepy so lazy to eat" said Dafi.

"Will you step aside?" tanya Qeena assured.

"Yes, you bribe me, Mas again drive gini" replied Dafi.

"Kaya Mas Rian aja all asked to be bribed .. really plugs" said Qeena.

"Yes, we help each other... Mas help you bring the same ingredients of cake anterin to the house of Mr. Shaka, yes you help Mas to fill the stomach. Jakarta is jammed, abis between you Mas immediately leave for work must mepet until the office, even ga sempet breakfast if already in front of the laptop. The risk of carrying a car on the streets of Jakarta is jammed, so it must be part of the way to the office" said Dafi.

"Luckily Qeena bring Mas spoon, try if not, the time is bribed using hands" said Qeena while opening the rice paper.

"Yes gapapa also use hands, tuh in the car Mas there is a wet tissue, dry tissue same handsanitizer. The smell is very tempting" praise Dafi.

Last night Dafi asked to bring fried rice plus omelet and tomato pieces, not forgetting his favorite stall crackers.

"Cariin lunch box yes in the marketplace, later Mas who transfers, buy two packages all" Pinta Dafi.

"Make what a lunch box .. rich schoolchildren" replied Qeena while bribing Dafi.

"Yes, bring food, later if you have stayed at home, bring Mas lunch. Make the contents of the house a little bit" said Dafi.

"The kitchen was empty, how would you try cooking" said Qeena.

"Saturday we fill yes, later I send you a picture of the kitchen set offered by friends Mas, you choose only the concept is rich how. Anyway, for the sake of bringing food .. the kitchen must be first" said Dafi.

"Yes dowry the kitchen set Mas instead of eating at the stall for lunch" said Qeena.

"But the kitchen is the heart of the house, where good food was created. Because logic will not run without logistics right" Dafi god again.

"Pinter nih abis eat it ."." ledek Qeena when the food is already abis.

"Kaya Rian is just like that. But gapapalah .. I have never been spoiled by Mother. You're a little bit of a masakinya huh? I'm abis aja. You eat too?" sahut Dafi's.

"Nga .. Mas doang right who ate from earlier, did not see? Mas eat a lot of it turns out yes, the feeling of inget-inget if Mas Dafi is not as much as Mas Dawn and Mas Rian deh eat it" said Qeena.

"That's .. the time since marriage, ***** dine Mas so increase, in Sungai Penuh aja Mas lunch until two servings" said Dafi.

"The reason is.." said Qeena.

"True ... two Weeks of marriage just up the power of weight, cheeks feel chubby, stomach ga flat again , what because there is already a take care of time yes, yes, if you see anything by yourself. Hopefully it will be placed in Semarang, we are already legal, so there is someone who takes care there. Come with me there" hope Dafi.

Qeena was silent, she pretended to be busy wiping her hands with wet tissue, pretending that she did not hear Dafi's talk.

"Please open a bottle of mineral water" pinta Dafi.

Qeena opened a bottle of mineral water for Dafi.

"Please dong holdin .. kan Mas again nyetir nih" said Dafi.

Qeena put the mouth of the bottle into Dafi's mouth.

"This is Mas's mouth full of oil from fried rice, already rich in lipgloss .. glowing gini" said Dafi.

Qeena picked up the tissue and handed it to Dafi. Dafi thrust his face near Qeena. Qeena understood that Dafi had her lips cleaned with tissue.

"Thank you for the breakfast, make the bribe, make her smile this morning. Even though just yesterday I did not meet, he had long time to meet" said Dafi.

"Bucin .." replied Qeena of origin.

"This is not a bucin, but a love that is not ordinary, yes this is the love that God pinned after marriage, very different" said Dafi.

Qeena was silent again. Fifteen minutes later, they reached Mr. Shaka's house. Still at six in the morning, Dafi helped bring the ingredients to the kitchen through the side door. Mr. Shaka is in Ciloto and will be home this morning. So Dafi said goodbye to Iqbal.

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The parents of his lover Iyus were furious that staying a month away from marriage, Iyus has not given the amount of money promised to Iyus, they threatened to rewind the marriage until the time has not been determined.

Only after Dafi Dzuhur prayers and lunch did Dafi contact Iyus.

"Assalamualaikum sir .. what's wrong?" ask Dafi politely.

"Ga need most words, the transfer is now also thirty-five million money" pinta Iyus.

"You people say greetings .. mbok yes answered first Sir" remember Dafi.

"Waalaikumsalam .. has a flick of transfer, or your photo will be widespread" threatened Iyus.

"the photo? what photo is it?" dafi asked confusedly.

"Ehm ... ehm .. anyway now transfer" said Iyus roughly.

"Daddy want to open a business or do you want that much?" ask Dafi.

"I'm told you don't do anything. It's up to me dong, you're just a ghost, it's like sleeping with my child .. don't be stingy, if I tell Qeena for divorce to say what? I'm more entitled than Lo" maki Iyus.

"Makanya Pak .. if naji is not mostly in the toilet, so it is half-doang" replied Dafi while shaking her head.

"Bawel ye .. just transfer right now" said Iyus full of emotion.

"What photos do you want to share? we meet tonight, I can give you the money you asked me for if you showed me the photo" behind the threatening Dafi.

The phone connection is off.

"He is the one who threatens but he is also the one who is afraid. But what photo? why did he threaten to take photos? kanya never make strange photos" thought Dafi.

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Mr. Shaka went home around tenth, he went straight to Qeena.

"Is it a lot?" ask Mr. Shaka.

"Alhamdulillah has become twenty baking pans, yesterday I bought four additional pans Sir so fast, anyways this order is variable balls, so the time of the manggar is also varied" explained Qeena.

"Isn't it a snack box?" ask Mr. Shaka again.

"Ga so sir .. snack box they order to somewhere else. It would be a sponge tape message with a banana sponge for the family, but Alhamdulillah message fifty loang" story Qeena.

"Alhamdulillah .. has advanced. When are there any more orders?" ask Mr. Shaka.

"Tomorrow there is a jam order, I work in Ruko aja Pak, so can replace stirring with Mother" continued Qeena.

"How many bottles?" ask Mr. Shaka.

"The strawberry is ten jar, the iron is twenty jar, the same wheat bread if it is not fifteen pack" said Qeena.

"Order of the Mother's Consecration huh?" said Mr. Shaka.

"Yes, last night I was told. So coming home from here I immediately shop for tomorrow, he rich two o'clock here is finished. Oh yes Sir .. How about nitipin strawberry for me?" ask Qeena.

"Oh yes there, I will ask the driver nurunin yes" replied Mr. Shaka.

"Pak .. thanks for everything yes" said Qeena.

"You are grateful for the mulu. Inget used to struggle Aa' Zay for his father's business. Woke him up, but full of spirit. My father also gave advice. Just as rich you are now, the main task of the Father as a parent is only to give advice" said Mr. Shaka.

At lunch, Qeena fed her son Iqbal first while chatting with Mr. Shaka. Shakila went out and bought clothes with her mother.

"You are very painstaking as children" praised Mr. Shaka.

"I like it Pak nyuapin them like this, when I was a child, Mom while trading or making bread, so nyapinnya not focus. So every nyapin it feels like you want to be careful, while being invited to talk" explained Qeena.

"How much was your childhood?" ask Mr. Shaka.

"That's very heavy sir .. but God is just, I was given an angel in the form of a man, namely Mother. I don't know if I don't have a mother" said Qeena.

"A lot of love with my mom?" said Mr. Shaka.

"Surely Mr .. The mother is Qeena's world" Qeena replied with sparkling eyes.

"One day if you marry continue to be carried by your husband, how is the same mother?" ask Mr. Shaka.

"Thank me, I don't want to have to accept my mom. I don't want to split with Mom" continued Qeena.

"Pas means yes Mas Dafi, he can accept you as agreed with Noah. You also see Nuha looks very affectionate with Mas Dafi" said Mr. Shaka.

"Mas Dafi and his family are good, they are all who help a lot from little Qeena" Qeena replied to avoid.

"But there is nothing wrong to open your heart to Mas Dafi, you see from the first sight aja kaya he's a good man, the eyes of this Father is never wrong value loh. Equally rich first saw Aa' Zay first" suggested Mr. Shaka.

Qeena just smiled, did not want to answer anything related to Dafi.