TOAST
* Slice 185, Different
As usual, midnight Dafi must have woken up. This time was different, for the first time, when he opened his eyes, there was a beautiful woman next to him sleeping fast.
Slowly Dafi got up from the sofa bed and then took a shower. Qeena had provided a towel for Dafi in the bathroom and put a change of clothes on a small table in the corner of the room.
After tidying up with Koko and her scabbard, she just woke up Qeena.
"Neng .. wake up .. we pray together yuk" whispered Dafi.
"What time is it?" qeena asked while tying her disheveled hair.
"Jam two .. there is a mandatory bath first, just this time we came out something that makes it mandatory to take a bath even though we do not have sex" Dafi suggested.
Qeena got up from her sleep and wanted to go down the stairs.
"Mandi above Neng .. later what Mom said when she saw Mas and you took a midnight shower, she thought we did nothing" said Dafi.
"But the mukena and the clothes are down" said Qeena.
"Will take your face in musholla, where's the dress?" ask Dafi.
"There is a clean laundry tub, not yet rubbed. Then Qeena take it, just take a bath above" replied Qeena.
"Just take it, you take a bath" said Dafi.
"And you want to take the daleman also Mas" said Qeena while descending slowly from the stairs.
After picking up her towels and clothing supplies, Qeena went back upstairs and took a shower. Dafi sampe asked to cover the bathroom glass with bed sheet.
While waiting for Qeena to finish bathing, Dafi read the Qur'an that Qeena had brought from below.
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Mak Nuha woke up and headed to the bathroom, curiosity reached him until he climbed up slowly. He saw Dafi and Qeena praying together. Because the Qibla was on its back to the stairs, so neither of them knew Mak Nuha was watching them.
Mak Nuha came down again and took ablution then prayed.
"Oh Allah .thank you for this happiness. My daughter has a husband who can follow her to your path. Protect them, O Allah, from all that is deceptive and deplorable. They both seemed to fill each other. They need love for each other. May their plan to build a whole household always in the spirit of Mu O Allah" do'a Mak Nuha ga ceasing to shed tears of happiness.
After the prayer, Mak Nuha laid her body on the bed.
"Mas Iyus .. Although Mas was close to us, he never gave us the affection and protection we needed. Now there is Mas Dafi who is able to replace the presence of Mas in our midst. I'm .. If you see your daughter now . she's pretty rich you are, but she's much better than all of us. And he's in the right hands, different from what we were. Mas Dafi completes what we already have now" Mak Nuhah said to himself.
After dawn prayers, Dafi returned to his room, wanted to take free batik clothes and he wanted to bring a good cocoa for Friday prayers.
Dafi was talking to Mas Narko.
"Mas ... today there is no busyness that asked Father or Mother, right?" ask Dafi.
"Ga Mas .. just take care of Mas Rian aja" replied Mas Narko.
"Later please anterin Qeena with Mak Nuha to the tomb yes" pinta Dafi.
"Yes Mas .. but who is Mas Rian?" ask Mas Narko.
"Qeena wants to take it, he said more calmly if Rian comes along. After all there is Mak Nuha too, Rian is more secure" replied Dafi.
Dafi continued his steps towards the stairs.
"Yesterday home work rich advance money two thousand .. lecek .. now very happy nih kanya" ledek Mba Parti.
"Yeah Mas .. looks like it's glowing bin sparkling" continued Mas Anto.
"Can bekel tuh Mba last night. Part of the heck eman-eman .. beautiful wife just got ante. Yes ga Mas .. hehehehe" said Mas Anto.
"It's early in the morning on why the hell? I slept there not only today, yesterday also slept there, no one came" replied Dafi astonished at being bullied early in the morning.
"Yesterday there is no sofa bed Mas .. still sleeping diker, it does not feel good .. the tiles are hard. I have sofabed now. Where is very soft, the latest model .. important tuh .. the model is narrow anyway. yes if sleep should be empet-empetan. Understand dong .. hahaha" said Mas Anto with a smile.
"Not yet another empet-petet Nto .. must hug it so it does not fall over when sleeping there" said Mba Parti.
Dafi laughs at herself hearing the bullying of her domestic assistants. He went straight up the stairs and headed for his room while shaking his head.
"Newly this time we dare to bully Mas Dafi, the person is also not taken seriously" whispered Mas Narko.
"Yes, since marriage so easy to laugh, kanya used to be very rare to see him laugh" said Mba Parti.
"Yes how unhappy. Eat already there are masakin, clothes already ngurusin, pegel no mijitin .. want to sleep .." said Mas Anto.
"There are those who are mingelonin .. hahaha" answered all with his compote.
"At the best of happiness this morning, his laughter came from the room" said Mr. Dzul.
"Ga Pak .. again becandain Mas Dafi aja" said Mba Parti.
"Why Dafi?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Come into this house he smiles himself, happy really rich, but last night came home from work mah diem alone" the story of Mba Parti.
"Can't you be rich?" ask Mr. Dzul does not understand.
"Maybe the service satisfies sir" replied Mba Parti timidly.
"What service is it?" ask Mr. Dzul increasingly do not understand.
"Yes his wife's service sir" said Mba Parti who made Bu Fia so sprained.
"What did they do last night? Dafi sleeping in his house?" said Mr. Dzul.
"Woh if I did not know sir, which was clearly this morning Mas Dafi came down from the top floor of his house with Qeena, I was there, take my HP that was left behind. Mak Nuha who opens the back door . uh see the rare scenery is rich. Qeena also did not wear a hijab, usually if there was Mas Dafi aja she used. Besides yesterday afternoon, Mas Dafi came, sofa bed if it is not wrongly named. Make sure we ledekin them" said Mba Parti rada bucket.
"The rich spies report early in the morning to Dad .. complete" Dafi said as he descended the stairs.
Mr. Dzul looked at his son who looked happy again.
"Alon-alon Mas Bro. do not inject gas first, later it will even be slander" ledek Pak Dzul.
"Yes" replied Dafi casually as he entered the shoelaces into his shoes.
"Abis why are you the same as Qeena? have you slept together?" spray Bu Fia.
"What is forbidden Bun?" ask Dafi.
"Eh .. You guys are not married yet, really cheap to be a girl" Hina Bu Fia.
"Bun .they are perfectly legal, they can do anything, but they have a choice, they know what the consequences are if Qeena gets pregnant. Now Bun .they are two adults .we as parents, usually just pray for the good. If they are serious intentions, it means we will be without grandchildren. Does Mother not want to?" bela Pak Dzul's.
"Bune .. Mas want to ask...cheap which .. women who married because they were forced to the same situation or women who deliberately planned a crime for the poor woman?" ask Dafi on target.
"What the hell do you mean? Mother really gives advice to you. You're not yet state-legitimate, if Qeena gets pregnant, people will have strange thoughts. Could be circulating rumors because pregnant first become married. Amit-amit deh if there is such a rich talk" said Bu Fia to divert the conversation.
"Where's the rumor? emang Mommy ever shop to a vegetable maker who is usually the center of struggle in our environment? wong arisan RT never came, yesterday only the closure of the RT channel during Ramadan even Qeena the deputy" said Dafi.
"Mother is busy work. Qeena is a homebody, no activity. Naturally dong if he gathers with unemployed mothers as well" said Bu Fia did not want to lose.
"He doesn't have a job, but he has a business. Mommy knows ga if the benefits he made a cake that is now quite good, the order of the cake yesterday was also great results" said Dafi.
"That's mah from you times capital" said Bu Fia.
"As long as he trades, there has been no use of Mas money for capital" continued Dafi who immediately greeted his Father's Mother rather than bete in the morning.
"Mas .. leaving with Dad. Kan Dad was picked up by an office car, happened to want a meeting near your office" asked Mr. Dzul.
"Yes yeah .. later abis breakfast first, the wife is ready" said Dafi.
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"Yus .. rich wallet Nyak jatoh time yes fit in the tomb kemaren? it has been searched around the house does not exist" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Nyak .. dari gini mah wallet ilang slightly already directly disappeared, let alone yesterday, only jatoh could be ilang" said Iyus.
"Anterin yuk to the tomb again" continued Nyaknya Iyus.
"His money is billions? everything is so sought after" said Iyus.
"The mah is at least twenty rebuy, but there will be ID cards of the same importance" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Report aja ilang .. dapet kaga even abisin petrol doangan" said Iyus.
"Kalo Lu do not want, yes take the train just now" continued Nyaknya Iyus.
Like Iyus also went into the room to change clothes, he was still nimble way here and there to travel. He believes that his wallet is in the cemetery.
"Yes Allah .. I hope the wallet is still there. The wallet was the only picture of Qeena that I had" do'a Nyaknya Iyus.
Nyak brought a drink to the road because the air was very hot.