TOAST
* Slice 177, Room

In the afternoon, Rian was a bit hot, Dafi immediately decided to go to the hotel they had booked. Dafi reserved a room for a family with two bedrooms and a living room and kitchen.

Rian did not want to split with Qeena, while Mak Nuha still wanted to talk a lot with her family. Be agreed Qeena join the group to the Hotel, after all not only alone in the same Hotel Dafi, so there is a calm for Mak Nuha.

Mas Anto laid his body in a smaller room, there were two single beds separated using a small nightstand. Rian slept in the main room.

"Aren't you taken to the doctor?" ask Qeena while compressing Rian.

"So a video call Fajar, he said kecapean aja Riannya. Later also down the heat, will we love the heat sink that he used to drink" replied Dafi.

At night Mas Anto was asked to buy food for dinner. They eat together while watching TV. Rian had gone and ate, but he was bribed with Qeena.

At eight o'clock at night, Rian asked for a sleep companion. I don't want them in a room of three. Qeena was asked to rub Rian's head.

"Well, what does he want, you don't mind if you just wipe your head?" ask Dafi.

"Yes Mas .. gapapa. kasian Mas Rian, he wants more plugs" said Qeena while getting into bed.

"Don't he .. Mas also want to plug" joked Dafi.

Qeena's seat was between Rian and Dafi. Rian began to fall asleep. Qeena and Dafi sat side by side on the bed.

"Qeena sleeps where dong Mas? there's Mas Rian, there's no way we're sleeping all three" Qeena asked.

"Why do we sleep in three?" answer Dafi lightly.

"Don't macem, mending Qeena sleeps on the couch outside" said Qeena.

"Ngapain outside anyway, here it will fit three, it's not possible you also sleep in Mas Anto's room or leave you alone with Rian" said Dafi.

"Awas Mas .. wake up first .. Qeena wants to sleep on the sofa in front of the TV" said Qeena while pushing Dafi's body.

Dafi, who had lost her balance and fell out of bed, pulled Qeena's hand. As a result, both of them fell on the floor with the position of Qeena's body above Dafi's body.

"Home later if it is official, you must have the initiative to start high. Here's the evidence to directly pounce on Mas rich gini" ledek Dafi.

"It's because of Mas, too, who's pulling a hand?" nagel Qeena while trying to wake up but the same Dafi was hugged.

HP Dafi reads, There is a phone call from the mother. Qeena used the opportunity to wake up from Dafi's body. Qeena had wanted to leave the room but was arrested with Dafi.

Dafi instead took a pillow and leaned her head in Qeena's lap. Intentionally in the HP loud speaker.

"Assalamualaikum Bun .. how is it okay?" greet Dafi who has known the condition of Mother since the incident, she knows from Izma.

"Waalaikumsalam . yes still rest aja mas, still feel dizzy. Kok Mas ga come home after the news of Mommy being sick, does not love Mommy?" said Bu Fia.

"Bun.kan Mas already told me why you have to come to Wonogiri, a lot of business that you have to finish here. Earlier, Mas had asked the same Dawn about the condition of Mother, said Fajar was not severe, still could be treated to walk and rest at home" said Dafi.

"So Mas mean to wait for Mommy severe and hospitalized first Mas want to go home?" ask Ms. Fia.

"Yes no so is Bun .." replied Dafi.

"Mas changed since marriage .. Not to be a child again ... There is no time for Mother" protested Bu Fia.

Dafi hastily turned off her loud speaker mode, keeping Qeena heartbroken at her mother's talk. Dafi got up and walked towards the window. After a moment of conversation, Dafi ended the call with her mother.

"Mas .. already know the obstacles of the Mother Mas itself, why not give up our relationship. Do not continue to Mas if Mas even become a bad boy. As his favorite son, Aunt Fia, he knew what was best for his son" said Qeena, who was next to Dafi, looking out at the street from a third-floor window.

"Mother just doesn't know who you really are" Dafi said calmly.

"Mas .. when you have a family that is still intact, enjoy their togetherness, filial parents as much as you can. Not everyone gets the opportunity . Qeena Gini rich, just a dream to have a whole family" said Qeena while still staring out the window.

"Neng ... emang family should be our priority, but Mas also has the right to determine Mas own happiness. Feeling old people really ask, but do Mas know which is best for Mas. Now that my heart has chosen you, I am trying to learn to accept you. The more you open yourself and your heart to you, the more confidence it increases. Daddy's gonna help us face Mommy. Mother just needs to talk. He also has a story that is almost similar to yours, just different versions. Never give up, yes, we face both of you" Dafi comforted Qeena.

"Here deh .. we chat while laying down our bodies" Dafi invited while holding Qeena's hand to the floor that had been spread out by a blanket.

Qeena refused the invitation, her body was too tired today, so she wanted to fall asleep.

"Tomorrow .. If you want to meet with Junior High friends, please just gather. Mas most anter pick up yes, Mas want to play to Mbah's house, ngajak Rian play in the rice fields .. You must miss the same friends who have not met long?" reveal Dafi patiently.

"Tumben Mas very easy to give permission, usually at length first the lecture" replied Qeena.

"Because you deserve to be happy Neng .. seeing that you can enjoy life is Mas's greatest ideal today" said Dafi.

"Please .. Oh yes Mas .. forgot the story .. inget Chef Ale right?" qeena asked, Dafi nodded.

"You'll want a course where he is, this run out. Later if there is time we ask around there, still nyimpen his business card right?" reply Dafi.

"Yes . yesterday at the airport to pick up Mas coming home from Bali . met again Chef Ale and nawarin Qeena as a model for banners and Billboard in front of the seat" qeena's Story.

"Why doesn't she use a model or an artist of her acquaintance? why should you?" ask Dafi curiously.

"he needs a face that has never appeared, let it get the message" replied Qeena.

"What message?" ask Dafi.

"Yes the main concept of the course is for beginners and housewives who want to improve their baking skills, even as the course progresses, more participants of that course will open the cake business. Therefore, Chef Ale included all management management in the teaching there. Not just making a prayer cake" said Qeena.

"So your own model or the same Chef Ale?" ask Dafi.

"You don't know yet, I haven't spoken yet. Yesterday was not serious either. Not necessarily Chef Ale remember. This is a time when Chef Ale hakutin aja ... Qeena knew what to do" Qeena said casually.

"This is just .. do what makes you happy as long as you know the limits. Give full trust to you. Before the same Mas right you never banned the same Mak Nuha for this, after all you yourself are also already big, know what limits should be kept rich. We make a simple household that we will walk. We want to share with each other. For example gini, it is the obligation of Mas to meet all the needs of your life and our family, but there is no harm if the wife also helps finance these needs but it does not burden being the main breadwinner. Rich for example when you want a vacation, Mas love budget a million .. continue from us to the road, on vacation until later home it is enough to eat, hotels and our mobility costs. But the name of the girl will sometimes want to buy souvenirs or buy clothes typical there, pack money from the wife. You pay for shopping hehehe. If you can, the money that Mas love or you make yourself is saved or an investment to make your dream cake shop. Later if it has been successful, can find employees, absorb a lot of labor, can do more charity . yes anyway as Muslims we must be rich .. because zakat infaq alms it needs money. Whatever we do or produce, don't be stingy about sharing. Maybe for us the number is small, but for those who need it can mean a lot. Neng . sorry yes .. you used to definitely want to spend money but you can't, now is the time you can do things that used to be impossible. I teach you gini so that you are better at interpreting gratitude for the blessings God gives" Dafi's advice.

"Yes" replied Qeena.

"Sholatnya dienerin again yes, several times Mas noticed you are rich nguber-nguber job only. If there is a cake pesenan, prayer is just an obligation" continued Dafi.

"Yes ." replied Qeena.

"Sholat is Qeena's need.You need Allah ." said Dafi.

"Yes .." said Qeena.

"Don't do it if you are in a relationship again" said Dafi.

"What do you say dong?" ask Qeena confused.

"Yes dear .. it's a messy cake little .. hehehe" joked Dafi.

"Mas .. thanks yes .. have often ingetin Qeena, often ngomelin to be true, teaching a lot of life sciences. Yes anyway Mas present as a complete figure at the right time" praised Qeena.

"Neng . ga do most muji .. have done that to Mas. Is there any way he wants?" search Dafi.

"Hehehe .. always guess if Qeena asks for something. I have a sixth sense, right?" sahut Qeena's.

"You have a face that can not be deceitful, Neng .. anyway you do not need to woo Mas if you want something. Tell him what he wants, then consider whether it can be okay in or not" said Dafi.

The two stared at each other and threw a smile.

"The more days .. You are more beautiful" said Dafi.

"Mass .. Mas Fajar agreed to become a doctor at his Ciloto Clinic Aa' Zay. But Mas Dawn asked Qeena and Mak Noah to stay there again. Clinic vacancy doctor Mas. The doctors there all want to move. There are many doctors in Indonesia, but not all are willing to be placed in villages and limited facilities" opened Qeena.

"Night morning .. sleep yuk" invited Dafi as he turned his sleep back to Qeena.