TOAST
* Slice 161, Night
Since Qeena lived in her house, Dafi's activity before going to bed was to look out the window of her room leading to her house. There is a serenity of the soul that is difficult to define with words.
Love is a feeling that God gives to every creature of His creation. Feelings to love each other, love, fulfill each other and understand each other. The thing that finally got from Qeena. A woman he has known for a long time but has not been noticed. For him Qeena is not much rich in Izma, only the Qeena version is not a spoiled child. A wrong assessment, Qeena was too hard forged to live until it was difficult for her to accept the presence of a new person in her heart other than Mak Nuha.
Dafi always tried to melt the atmosphere when with Qeena, only to make Qeena comfortable with her presence which suddenly became the journey of her life story.
Remembering when he was in Pesantren, at that time Dafi's age was still called ABG, the phase where to know the opposite sex, and the opposite sex, so that time was emphasized many times by the ustadz to the santri that in Islam, do not know the term courtship or have a romantic relationship. But interpreted differently as children today, they prefer to establish a relationship without status, rather than using the term courtship. The concept here is a wedding. The santri really stressed that getting married immediately when they feel able to be born inwardly, this is what ultimately makes Dafi want to marry young.
Many young people who are now in love with each other but have not dared to step into marriage, for various reasons such as the age factor that is not enough, still school so not yet income. So in the brain Dafi deeply embedded concept of falling in love after marriage contract.
"This is the time called falling in love. With the previous possibility of only a sense of love that leads to obedience? O Allah. forgive the Servant with all the negligence that has been done when in a relationship with a woman who is not the Mahrom of the Servant" Dafi said while covering her face with his hands.
Dafi walked to the bed and laid down her body. Tired of it, but the eyes reluctantly closed.
Back to remember Mr. Kyai when giving advice after giving a study every Saturday morning.
#Then get to know the person you are going to bring into the marriage in a good way and do not violate the norms, either religious norms or social norms. If you are sure of a potential partner, then get married. Wouldn't it be better to be a manten than an ex? the proof of love is by marriage, the marriage book is the authentic proof of love. For those who marry because they are forced or forced, love will grow after marriage. People who are destined to marry us, as the household journey will grow love and love each other#
"Here you think too, the salary is still this, then want to be fed what children people? If you have children how to buy milk and school, anyway all the other confusion of the mind. Thank God that Allah is All-Good, there is always a windfall from an unexpected direction. O Allah express the intention of this heart to marry with the aim of wanting to keep, love and achieve Your desire and follow the Sunnah of the Prophet" said Dafi spoke for himself.
Just remembered that his HP from noon did not sound. Dafi immediately took out her bag then took out her HP.
A lot of chat came in and missed calls. Opened slowly and traced those chats. Reply one by one that needs to be answered quickly and apologize for just returning the chat.
Mr. Dzul provides information via chat if tomorrow morning there is a service event to clean the gutters and paint the roadside boundary to make it look attractive. Dafi was asked to participate, Mr. Dzul already told Bu Fia to provide food, but Bu Fia instead asked Mr. Dzul to buy his own food for the consecrated work. So Mr. Dzul asked Dafi who bought it as well.
Dafi called Qeena. A long time ago the phone was picked up.
"Assalamualaikum .. disrupt sleep huh?" sapa Dafi's.
"Waalaikumsalam.yeah" replied Qeena rada hoarse because it was sound sleep.
"Tomorrow there is filial work, can make food? Mother even told me to buy it. Usually if the service work event tuh Guyub mothers bring food from home" asked Dafi.
"Tomorrow the goods we buy want to come, it's so want to masang this Mas .. make what try .. time to mepet, material no nothing" said Qeena.
"Pastel can too" suggested Dafi.
"Ribet .. how tomorrow yes .. cape this Mas, have never muterin Mall so far, after all the Mall is very big anyway" said Qeena.
"Yes want to know you to the people. If Mr. RT and RW know if we are married, it's ce es an the same father. But they keep silent first, the most reason is for the wedding preparation so you stay here, after all split the kita house as well" explained Dafi.
"Yes .. sleepy ..." replied Qeena.
"Yes, have a rest ... Assalamualaikum" said Dafi.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Qeena.
Dafi again saw his HP, checked back worried that something had not been answered. Kaget also sees there are many missed calls from Zahwa.
"Astaghfirullah. his contact has not been edited, surely Qeena was silent HP because Zahwa called. Why didn't he say there was a call from Zahwa? forget it or is he jealous? hopefully, Qeena has no problem .." hope Dafi.
Dafi finally opened a chat from Zahwa.
#Assamualaikum Mas ... How are you doing? hopefully healthy yes. More than a week ago it was the worst day in Zahwa, knowing Mas's marriage to another woman. Who wants to break up when they have a serious relationship with someone? The answer must be nonexistent. Not because of our disagreement, but because of the damned incident that night. As two adults, Mas has ended well, went to the guardian and explained to the family, now it's Zahwa's turn to receive the roomy#.
Dafi read carefully. There was a long chat sent to him.
Over there, apparently Zahwa is fit again wriggling HP as well and see if the chat is already read and Dafi is active. Even several times saw Dafi typing.
#Maybe there are people who think they want to reciprocate because they still love their ex, but in case we are not likely to return because it is too complicated the relationship that exists, but in case we have not returned because it is too complicated, even conflicts that really create emotions of the soul. Zahwa tried to remember, when before having a relationship with Mas, our status will be friends first. What if we keep in touch with how to be friends?# Next chat from Zahwa.
Dafi replied with a voice note, he was lazy to make a tick.
"Girishavisalam .. There is nothing wrong when a relationship ends and then continued in friendship status. But here requires an adult attitude indeed from both sides" replied Dafi while putting his HP next to the pillow.
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Zahwa smiled happily at Dafi's voice again. A really special voice.
"Mas .. want to until when try Zahwa secretly kepo same account sosmednya Mas and people around him Mas including looking for his account Qeena. Sampe scrolling timeline Mas and others every hour. Accepting reality if we can't come back. How long will Zahwa quietly pay attention from a distance? Want to see when to contact his family Mas to just find out the news Mas? during this time Aunt Fia told me that between Mas and Qeena were still alive respectively. What did Auntie Fia say if Mas couldn't move on from Zahwa? Mas .. Zahwa dilemma .. accepting Mas back means ready with the status and the incident, but it is very difficult Mas memgelupain our story. It was very special in Zahwa's heart. Tau ga Mas .. Aunty Fia to ask Zahwa to accept Mas back, because he was not willing to see his favorite eldest son so sad and not passionate in life" said Zahwa who only heard the one-sided story from the version of Bu Fia.
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There was an incoming voice note from Zahwa, Dafi who could not be closed again to see his HP.
"The spirit yes lived the destiny that Mas is now living. Zahwa is willing to be a friend to Mas. Mas can tell anything, Zahwa ready to be heard" Zahwa's first voice note.
"Although the percentage of relationships that end up being good friends is still a little, but in fact there is a rich. Instead of us sad continue, it's better to make peace with the situation that has happened, right?" zahwa's second voice note.
"Yuk Mas ..we both accept that God has prepared a better person for us. Maybe one day we will need each other, not as lovers, but as friends. We throw away the affection that once existed as a couple. We still have limits" Zahwa's third voice note.
"Isn't it good to keep us friends? we can tell stories together because we understand the past without a new explanation, help each other, even laugh at the stupidity and mistakes that we both have done" Zahwa continued.
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Dafi was stunned to see his HP, then placed again next to the pillow.
His HP rang, with ogah-ogahan he picked up without seeing clearly who was the phone. Dafi suspected it was a phone from Zahwa, rather than being chased by dozens of other rich phones earlier this afternoon, so it was better to pick up.
"Friends are okay, but Mas still set the heart of many things. Learn to accept the reality. So please give me some space for that. You deserve to be happy, find a man who can make you queen in his love palace" Dafi said seriously.
"Mas ngigo huh? or again waiting for a call from someone so enthusiastic answer?" Qeena.
"Loh .. You Neng" Dafi replied in shock.
"Hayooo who's calling the other night?" ledek Qeena with her leisure.
"What's wrong?" tanya Dafi switched the conversation.
"You said that tomorrow you will make fried noodles yes, use sambel beans plus bakwan" proposed Qeena.
"Yes" replied Dafi.
"Lemes very .. disappointed yes who called Qeena is not Mba Za." said Qeena ga continue his talk.
"Udah sleep . he said cape, tomorrow morning will be shopping for cooking" Dafi suggested.
Phone connection disconnected.
"Kan Mas .. must be just kidding with Qeena. I still love Mba Zahwa. Why for the sake of a happy father, continue to be able to see Qeena and Mak Nuha live a decent life .. Mas sampa ngorbanin Mas's feelings. So if you are still in love do not make Mba Zahwa an ex" said Qeena in his heart.