TOAST
* Slice 188, Ahead of Ramadan
Dafi came home late afternoon from Mr. Shaka's house, after Maghrib he came with a piece of orange fruit that he had bought while on the road. Mas Narko and Mas Anto helped bring. Mr. Dzul also participated in the study, bringing some sponge cake boxes that had been brought by many of his sisters.
After Isya, Qeena fell asleep on the sofa in front of the TV. Mba Parti, Mba Mini and Mba Tinah again watch TV with Mak Nuha and Rian.
"Qeena looks very cape tuh Mak" said Mba Parti.
"Yes .. speeding makes the cake continue to speed again make empal and frozen lungs for all families, it was going to make for the family Aa' Zay, Mr. Shaka and all of us, he said, eh Mas Dafi said that his sisters Mas Dzul also wanted to come. So he made it again. Just buy another ten kilos of meat and ten kilos of lungs. He himself is the one who knows. This ungkep chicken order is ready to wait from Teh Erin" said Mak Nuha.
"Eh yes Mak .. it turns out that one of his Ramadhan was postponed yes, the prayers of tarawihnya not so tonight, but tomorrow, ga so sahur we tonight, hilalnya have not looked over. Last morning was already rame, in the vegetable maker Mothers are ready the same sahur dish, eh so in the refrigerator again" said Mba Mini.
"Yes, it was in the car from the radio" replied Mak Nuha.
"Thankful deh Mak .. can still relax tomorrow, tidy house of ease, stay tomorrow we focus worship before Ramadan aja" said Mba Tinah.
"Yes, I was only able to call the parents in the village, sad heh yes .. have been several times Ramadan ga in the village. But the plan is to go back to this leafan, hopefully it can be the same Mas Dafi, because Mas Dafi will want to move to Semarang in a week" said Mak Nuha.
"Qeena invited Mak?" ask Mba Party.
"The wealth, they do not have an official letter, still worried about slandering people. Yes while away first, but you don't know how later" said Mak Nuha.
"Can Mas Dafi be far from Qeena? later there will be no more bedmates" ledek Mba Parti.
"Only once they slept together, it was also the peg of the mother looked up, they prayed again" continued Mak Nuha.
"Wah Mak Nuhaa .. kepo sampe ngintip" joked Mba Tinah.
"Yes as a mother, I'm just worried that my son is being slandered. Mr. RT and Mr. RW know, but there is no letter stating they are married. Mother has given advice to them to hold each other back first, but the wealth of both has opened their hearts to each other yes want how again" said Mak Nuha.
"Yes Mak . I even want Qeena pregnant, so do not want Bu Fia agree they marry, cape denger nyinyiran" Mba Mini shoot.
"That's also the wealth that is often confused with Qeena and Mas Dafi, I once heard them speak a bit loudly about Bu Fia" continued Mak Nuha.
"Relax ajalah Mak .. we are the audience, just accept the show presented in front of us, do not need a lot of protest. There is a perfect screenwriter. Not all our hopes can be realized sweetly, right, Mak? his name is a living person there must be a barrier to obstacles. But Mas Dafi was wise. Qeena seems also able to balance the rigors of Bu Fia. Hopefully Bu Fia can change with Qeena" Mba Parti hoped.
"Aamiin ya rabbal'alamin .. help do'a aja yes all" said Mak Nuha.
Almost nine o'clock in the evening, the men went home. Mr. Dzul gave his blessing box to Dafi. Mas Anto and Mas Narko to Mas Dafi's house.
They enjoyed four rame-rame food boxes. Mas Anto and Mas Narko ate each a box. The other two boxes are enjoyed foursome (Mak Nuha, Mba Parti, Mba Tinah and Mba Mini).
"Didn't eat thanks to him?" ask Mba Party.
"Udah full .. was treated to a mouthful of food" replied Dafi.
"Lah Mas Dafi and Mr. Dzul are delicious, sit down with the speaker. Lots of food and fruit. Well if I'm the same Anto there are only the same skin nuts chips . the presence of the stomach krucuk-krucuk aja. Pas eat together prepared rice uduk .. uh our queue turn is over, the rest of the sambel sambel is the same lalapan doangan" Mas Narko story.
"Hahahaha.so if you want to find the back seat anyway, so the fortune can be sisaan" said Mba Mini.
"It's in the hot and cramped, enjoy outside, can chat while smoking" replied Mas Anto.
"Well, the tuh if the intention njai ya the plate, rather than ngudud mah at home can also be" protest Mba Tinah.
"Tuh Mas Dafi, get ready to get scorned like this. We are still yes. once admitted error .. decades also revealed mulu. Tebelin ears from now on" suggested Mas Anto.
Dafi who sat under the sofa where Qeena was sleeping just smiled. The scabbard he wore was covered in Qeena.
"See me to get up. Let's move to the room" said Mak Nuha.
"Biarin Mak .. just slept right? he said that he had awakened like to have trouble sleeping again, so justin aja he slept full" said Dafi.
"You don't have us all different the answer" said Mbak Parti.
"What is the answer?" ask Mas Anto.
"Each Makkkk .. I will immediately lift to the room, Mother sleeps hitchhiking Mba Parti aja yes tonight .. hahaha" ledek Mba Parti.
All laugh. Only Rian didn't laugh. The rich noise that Qeena still did not wake up.
Dafi immortalized the face of Qeena who was fast asleep on her phone.
"Ngapain sih Mas .. when people sleep again photographed" protested Mak Nuha.
"Yes make a private collection only Mak, is not prohibited right?" dafi said.
"All sleeping photos for a private collection, directly Mas the person was taken to Semarang rather than kangen continue" led by Mas Anto.
"It does, but it will trouble us who do not have any documents. Later it is thought to gather kebo again" replied Dafi.
"Yuk ah .. behind the room .. already full" invited Mba Mini.
"There are those who can't wait to follow Mas Dafi, yes, want to sleep continue to be photographed with her husband" ledek Mas Narko.
"Hadeh .. we are already the bride of the old edition .. has not been the photo season for kangen medicine. Don't talk about it. Kasian tuh duo singles .. Mak Nuha and Mba Parti .. who wants their motto to sleep" ledek Mas Anto.
Dafi finally raised Qeena's body to Mak Nuha's room. He thought this was the right choice, because it seemed like he would not be able to resist his desire again if he slept with Qeena. Rather than going on further, it was better for him to realize that his ability to survive was difficult.
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"Yus ... really dah .. or it feels like kaga calm, Nyak want to come again kesono tomorrow" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Udah deh Nyak . tau already want to fast .. still ribetin rich like this. Mending thinking Mak .. tomorrow sahur use what. People buy meat for sahur. It was time we bought Mak. Don't tell anymore telor .. that there is ntar our whispers" said Iyus.
"It's still good to eat. Our condition is difficult like this Yus. Lu kaga gablek work but saban ari take a cigarette in the shop, Nyak got paid. Mpok-mpok Lu also bother nyari money for his school children. Tau himself dah, three children Enyak ngeblangsak all. This is to connect the lives of Nyak nitipin bakpao in the stalls. Good thing how much you want to eat delicious muluan" Nyaknya Iyus nagel.
"Began Enyak mah" replied Iyus.
"Assalamualaikum .." greet people from outside the house.
"Waalaikumsalam" answered Nyaknya Iyus.
"Yak .. This is a donation from a new elected councillor yesterday, a thank you speech has chosen him" said the middle-aged man.
"Thank you" answered Iyus.
Iyus went into the house carrying a big plastic tent, there was rice and sembako inside.
"There's an envelope like Nyak's?" ask Iyus enthusiastically.
"People are grateful Yus .. still given this windfall, even asking for more. Do'a Lu has gone too far yet to God?" the Return of Iyus.
Like Iyus emang accidentally cuddled the envelope in the glove roll he was wearing. Make a handle during Ramadan.
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Dead lights in the area of Dafi's house because there was a report of a short circuit at a rented house near Pak RT and someone was taken to the hospital because of electrocution.
PLN has been contacted. Because of the sultry (dead wind fan), Qeena woke up and saw the atmosphere of the pitch-black room. Nyari HP ga nemu. Finally slowly he felt the wall for the way to the door to the bathroom, apparently he urinated. While walking slowly outside the room, suddenly hit Dafi who woke up because he heard the sound of the door opening. He was also looking for his HP but hadn't met yet.
"Ouch.. Why sit in the street" protested Qeena.
"Dead the lights?" ask Dafi.
"Yes" replied Qeena.
"Where are you going?" ask Dafi again.
"You go to the bathroom, but it's dark" Qeena said.
"It was possible yesterday to get free emergency lights from the furniture store, have you charged, right?" ask Dafi.
"Udah .. is in musholla" replied Qeena.
"Sit here first, I'll take it" said Dafi.
"Yes." replied Qeena.
"Relig Dzul ... Mas Dafi ..." call some residents from the gate.
"Mrs .. Go out first yes, someone called" said Dafi.
"Yes" Qeena replied from inside the bathroom.
Dafi was ready to come out the door of his house, but luckily he was still aware of the rame if he got out of here. He went into the kitchen and came out through the back door to the side of the house and through the side road.
"What's up?" ask Dafi.
"Mas .. Can you help bring people to the Hospital?" citizens said.
"Can .. I take the key first yes, this is what's off the lights?" ask Dafi.
"There is a Mas shortcut. There was already a shock, if this is living in a rented house shocked to continue mules, called midwife he said to bring it to the Hospital aja because the membranes have broken" explained residents.
"OK .. in five minutes" Dafi replied as he headed to the back door of his father's house.
Dafi took the car keys.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Mr. Dzul who woke up.
"There are people asking to take you to the Hospital" replied Dafi.
"He has gone there" replied Mr. Dzul.
"Pinjem jacket Yah" said Dafi.
Mr. Dzul went into his room and brought his jacket out.
Mr. Dzul opened the fence lock and Dafi pulled out a car to a rented house near Mr. RT.
Qeena came out from behind her house towards the fence while carrying an emergency lamp.
"What's the matter, Dad?" ask Qeena.
"Mas Dafi is designed to help neighbors make anther to the Hospital" replied Mr. Dzul.
"Dead the lights Why Dad?" ask Qeena.
"It's short, I don't know" said Mr. Dzul.
Just wanted the fence closed, Fajar went home on his motorcycle Dafi who had been handed to him.
"Kok came home at midnight gini Jar .. instead of waiting for morning" said Mr. Dzul when Fajar Salaman.
"Rather than jammed tomorrow Well. Why is two o'clock still out of the house?" fajar.
"Dead the lights there are shortcuts and Mas Dafi is asked to take people to the Hospital" explained Mr. Dzul.
"Mas Dawn, how come home the night? not just watch the morning, right? it should be twelve hours at seven o'clock at night, at least the watch can be home, it's past midnight how come home?" ask Qeena wonder.
"Ihhh Sister-in-law is very attentive to the sister-in-law, be careful if anyone is jealous." ledek Fajar.
"It's serious too" Qeena replied.
"Udah so the wife of people is still easy to lash an .. Mas was only able to go home at one night, so this afternoon at the Hospital where Mas Das, there was an emergency patient, nyari referral to the Hospital whose complete facilities were very difficult, he said, finally dapet also in another private, Mas dampingin sampe operand in IGD. Yes, Mas participated in the ambulance back, continued to be fit to go home earlier help doctors at IGD first because many patients were mass poisoning" Fajar story.
"Part of already can be in Puskesmas instead take the practice of the Hospital, so the return is not clear" said Qeena.
"Puskesmas not many cases to learn, yes enjoy the Hospital. Udah do not just bring, mending make Mas instant noodles dong, hungry nih" pinta Fajar.
The three of them headed for the kitchen. Actually, Mr. Dzul was sleepy, but if you let Qeena just alone as Dawn can run his business to Dafi.
Qeena makes instant noodles boiled for Dawn and Pak Dzul, the lights are still off but the lighting from the emergency lights belonging to Qeena is enough to illuminate the kitchen Mr. Dzul.
Apparently, Ms. Fia got angry and went to the kitchen to get some ice water.
"Eh Mother .. want to eat noodles?" fresh Dawn.
"Yes to Bun .. Qeena makes it delicious, added vegetables, used onion with cayenne pepper as a seger" praised Pak Dzul.
"Why the long dead lights, reported dong Yah" said Bu Fia while heading to the refrigerator.
Qeena washes dishes and used cooking pans.
"Oh yes forgot .. What do you want to drink with Dawn?" tawar Qeena's.
"Just use ice cubes" replied Fajar.
Mr. Dzul told me why Qeena was now in the kitchen with them. Bu Fia listened to Mr. Dzul's explanation while sitting next to him Mr. Dzul. Apparently the aroma of instant noodles arouses Bu Fia's appetite, he tasted a little and even ate a bowl together with Mr. Dzul.
"The first tesok sahur said Mas Dafi, we are all invited to eat at his house. What's cooking anyway?" asked Bu Fia who ended up the same name as Qeena.
Dawn and Mr. Dzul flirted with each other in wonder.
"Udah makes empal meat equal lungs fried Aunty. The vegetables said Mas Dafi sop clear" replied Qeena carefully.
"People eat their cooking so doang" said Bu Fia.
"What do you want Auntie's menu? maybe Qeena can make it" Qeena bargained.
"I have been from year to year if the first sahur eat meat rendang, sambel ijo the same decoction of cassava leaves. Plus pure orange juice drinks it" said Bu Fia.
"The same with Bun .. Qeena has made empal" whispered Mr. Dzul.
"Yes Aunty .. later made, the rich still have meat stock in the freezer here huh?" ask Qeena.
"The time to eat even take stock of meat here. He said the businessman, buy meat two kilos aja not able? is the money from my son older?" said Bu Fia.
"Relax Aunt, I will shop for meat to be kicked in the morning, if Mas Dafi mah money is still there. Let's say not much, just buy meat two kilos mah still closed from the profit I make a cake" replied Qeena rada arrogant.
Qeena returned to Dafi's house. Her eyes tried to hold back the tears while in the kitchen, but as soon as the kitchen door of her house, her cries broke. She spilled everything in the kitchen so she wouldn't be caught with Mak Nuha. After crying, she went into the room.
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