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* Slice 155, Surprise
Dafi calls Aa' Zay to say goodbye with Qeena and Mak Nuha.
"I'm sorry A' is not polite, but I have no time to play to Ciloto, so just by phone berampitnya. Thank you for all the help that Aa' has given to Mak Nuha and Qeena during this time" Dafi said.
"Liet down. The important thing is that you are all healthy and most importantly, I am relieved that Qeena can receive the order of the pastries that make the eid" said Aa' Zay.
"I would jump right into me to make her dream come true. In the near future is an order Teh Erin which will be completed first. Hopefully later after Eid al-Fitr he can take baking courses to add skills and learn business management world per cake and to be more directed. I don't understand the culinary world at all, so let him learn as an expert. I actually want to register now, but the time is the same Ramadan and will make the order of Erin Tea cake" explained Dafi.
"Alhamdulillah if his plan is rich, his penghanteng .. Aa' sure how he can move forward, especially now he is in the hands of a mentor whose tally is very steady. This is about yes Fi .. if abis pastry continues there is still time to make more cake, what can be the order added .. this is suppose loh yes" joked Aa' Zay.
"Hundred jars with only the power of Qeena and Mak Nuha will also be used, I must ask the house people to help. After all this is our first Ramadan, yes want to be passed with something different, mumpung I also again duty in Jakarta, so yes want to really enjoy Ramadan with a full team family. So after Erin's Tea order cake was transported, it was time for her to take care of the family. My house is still empty A' . yes pantes-pantes deh later ebaran guest arrival already has the contents of his house, aja Aa' want to play to our small house. This week I plan to choose and order kitchen sets, so just the order of the order is tuh kitchen neat. I actually buy what has become, just the layout" explained Dafi again.
"Just thank you for giving permission to Qeena to do business with us" said Aa' Zay.
"Thank him to him should be A' . he's willing to commit to his promise. If not because of Ramadan, maybe I let A' he received more orders. Because I want after Lebaran we can legalize this marriage, please pray yes A' .. hopefully all goes well" Pinta Dafi.
"Alhamdulillah. Qeena is it okay to legalize marriage?" ask Aa' Zay.
"Not yet A' .. we agreed to get to know each other first, yes slowly know each other first, he is his type is hard, yes, do not fight equally hard, both hard, it could even be dangerous" Dafi replied.
"Yes spirit, that Qeena lost the figure of the man in her life, so it will definitely be easy for you to enter fill the empty space" Aa' Zay advised.
"Yes .. thanks A' .. I hope everything can be smooth" Dafi said.
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In the middle of the night, Dafi woke up to the sound of Rian laughing in his room. Dafi headed to Rian's room, found Rian looking at his HP. Slowly Dafi approached and touched Rian's feet. Rian was startled and instantly turned his body around.
"The night has not been bobo.. still play HP only" asked Dafi slowly.
"Yeah.. (Iyus)" answered Rian honestly and spontaneously.
"Try the HP Mas clay" said Dafi.
Rian handed his HP to Dafi. Of course Dafi was shocked by the video he was looking at.
The video contains the actions of Iyus who sprayed the drug into Qeena and took her to Rian's room. Plus Iyus who dragged Dafi to the room after Dafi drank. The video continues to record, but only sounds are heard because it looks like Rian is laying on the floor because he was asked to help Iyus pull Dafi's body.
Dafi sent the video to her number.
"Rian.. sleep yes, it's night" Dafi suggested.
Rian obeyed his brother's orders.
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This Thursday morning, Qeena and Mak Nuha move, picked up with Mas Narko. Dafi was having a meeting that could not be left, so he could not permit to enter work.
There was not much inborn from Qeena and Mak Nuha because only clothes and tools to make cakes belonged to Qeena personally.
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Dafi called Iyus and Iyus picked him up.
"We're meeting tonight" said Dafi in anger.
"You don't give money don't have to meet .. Why try?" Iyus.
"I have proof that the brains of all this are Mr. Iyus .. What does it mean to trap me and Qeena?" continued Dafi.
The phone was immediately closed, Iyus was terrified by Dafi's words. Iyus knew that Dafi never messed around.
Iyus hastily called Bu Fia. At first Bu Fia direct phone Iyus, but finally lifted also because Iyus send a chat first to Bu Fia.
"What the hell is .. it's not enough that I transfer ten million money for you" said Bu Fia.
"It's not Ma'am .. but he said Mas Dafi has proof that I did it" said Iyus.
"What evidence?" ask Ms. Fia.
"Ga tau .. earlier I immediately closed because of fear" replied Iyus.
"You can't .. You said all the evidence was discarded" Ms Fia said.
"Keep me how dong?" ask Iyus.
"Disappear first, block the number Mas Dafi, if you need to change the number. Remember never say my name if you are caught with Mas Dafi, or you will not get a transfer from me again" threatened Bu Fia.
"OK .. this time I follow the advice of Mother, remember do not forget the routine transfer to me or all will be revealed. I don't want to go to jail alone" Iyus said triumphantly.
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Dafi drove his motorbike home, he wanted the Maghrib to come home because Qeena had prepared food for him to break his fast.
Pas adzan Maghrib he just got home, the motor was put into the garage and he went straight to his house.
"Assalamualaikum .." Dafi's greeting.
"Waalaikumsalam" Qeena replied as she poured the warm sweet tea into the cup.
Dafi kissed the hand of Mak Nuha, Qeena kissed Dafi's hand.
"Open first Mas" said Qeena.
"Aren't you shaum today?" ask Dafi.
"Losing with Mak Nuha .. anyways today transfer ga cape deh kaya, just a shirt right? while you can .. you are shaum .. to practice patience, you are sometimes the person is still easy to feel" Dafi suggested.
"It's like Mas ., but it can't" Qeena said.
"Why can't you? the males? thirsty?" terka Dafi while opening her jacket.
"Yes no more" replied Qeena.
"Who can be the same? this is worship, it is not possible" Dafi said while enjoying a warm cup of tea.
Mak Nuha just smiled when she heard the two talking.
"Against the obstruction" Qeena hurriedly replied in embarrassment.
"Ohhhh" Dafi replied smilingly.
Qeena picked up a small plate for Dafi and placed it in front of Dafi.
"I'm sorry Mak . so sit on the carpet like this. You do not have a dining table yes . later on Saturday we look for yes" said Dafi.
"Gapapa Mas . This is also more than enough" replied Mak Nuha.
Qeena makes peanut pastels and sambels for breaking. Dafi took two pastels first.
"Sholat yuk Mak first .. later we continue to eat .. it could be because of the ease, Mas can eat a lot later even can not wait" joked Dafi.
After the Maghrib prayer, Dafi wanted to take a bath at his father's house.
As soon as passing at the dining table, see the Mother again enjoying the pastel as well. Dafi kissed her mother's hand.
"Mas ... don't open it first? there is a pastel, freshly fried Mini" said Bu Fia.
"Mas wants to take a bath first Bun" replied Dafi who immediately went up to his room.
"Bun .. kaya tuh tuh pastelnya" said Izma who just came out of his room.
Rian went out of the room and picked up the pastel on the table.
"Nak nih Bun .. Mommy brought it from the office?" ask Izma.
"Fried mini .. make her time" replied Ms. Fia who added the pastel that was doused in peanut sauce.
"Pas ya Bun .. yummy if you break the pack like this pasamadhan. It tastes savory but soft, sambel nut is also fitting .. ga pedes.but not sweet as well" said Izma.
Rian took out another pastel that was on the table. Mr. Dzul who just returned directly to the musholla for Maghrib prayers. He joined his family at the dinner table.
"Qeena has Noah moved?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"New until the house even asked others. People ask how the wife and child are today" protested Bu Fia
Mr. Dzul lazy storm because still cape got jammed on the road. Izma poured warm unsalted tea into the cup and gave it to his father.
"Who buys this" said Mr. Dzul when he had bitten the pastel.
"Mba Mini made" replied Izma.
"Have you made some food? he cooks no jago, his share is shady. Make the batter bakwan aja ga karuan, most also he bought a frozen kept fried. Or Party that makes, Mini stay fried" said Mr. Dzul ga believe.
"Emang is not me Mr. . who made Mba Qeena. He made it here, Mas Dafi who asked to prepare an Iftar dish. He also cooked all of you for dinner, was warmed up again with Mba Party" explained Mini while putting another plate of pastel.
"Have you taken the pastel yet?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Udah Pak .. we have eaten from the afternoon" replied Mini.
Ms. Fia hurriedly drank and did not continue eating her pastel, even though she had eaten three pieces before.
"Tomorrow don't let him into the kitchen. We don't know if hygienists make it. Again most fried foods are not good for the body .. can strep throat" said Bu Fia who immediately left the dining table and sat on the sofa in front of the TV.
"Had eaten three new pieces said it could strep throat ... Mother ... Mother .. prestige very ngakuin if the former food is suitable with the tongue of the family" Izma's tease.
"You don't know your mother... Are you home yet?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Mas Dafi again bathe in his room, if Mas Fajar kaya ga go home, take care of the station" explained Izma.
Dafi came down the stairs and kissed his father's hand. It looks very fresh Dafi wrapped in training pants and long t-shirt. The air tonight after the rain is cold. Dafi prepared to step towards the side door to make it to his house.
"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"You go to Mas Yah's house .. continue to break the wife's dish" Dafi said with a smile.
"Enak ya who already have a wife" seduced Mr. Dzul.
"Alhamdulillah Yah ... Mas there first yes, want to make sure they are okay, Mas also just came home, not asked about their move" explained Dafi.
"Mas ... don't forget to ask for their data yes, make a report to RT RW" said Mr. Dzul.
"Every Well ." said Dafi.
"Mas ... be careful raided citizens, because no one knows if you are married" remember Mr. Dzul.
"Makanya Mas through the back door of Yah" said Dafi casually.