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* Slice 192, Iftar Jama'i

Ba'da sholat ashar, Qeena continued tilawah Al Qur'an, because at half-five he will start preparing an iftar dish, this time Mr. Dzul wants all to gather at his house.

Fajar go home at two in the afternoon, four in the afternoon until home. Dafi returned home as soon as Qeena again prepared the dishes in the kitchen. Dafi immediately took a bath, he had prayed ashar first in the office as well as saying goodbye to office people.

At five in the afternoon, Dafi came down from his room wearing a sarong and kurta t-shirt, equipped with santri-style peci. He brought the Qur'an, because it was dawn and read one juz. Habits used to be a santri still attached, at least should be able to three times khatam in Pesantren, so if there is free time while unwind, he chose to read the Qur'an. The reading is deliberately hardened so that those at home hear and get the reward as they read.

"Mas Dafi if you read the Qur'an about Mba?" ask Qeena to Mba Mini who again washed the furniture next to Qeena who again made fried noodles.

"Sometimes anyway, but usually if you date rich so, again someone's mistress" explained Mba Mini.

"Who's mind?" ask Qeena.

"Ga see emang from the morning, Mother selonjoran on the sofa while playing HP mulu, no worship" whispered Mba Mini.

"Waduh nyindirnya make it mentally hit .. hehehe, Qeena must be deh, because not one juz today, abis cape from morning" said Qeena with a small voice.

"We were also challenged by Mas Dafi. If you can khatam even if one time, you will be given extra money. Last year, Mas Narto said that Mas Anto was given a gope because of khatam" said Mba Mini.

"Who can get that? khatam doang origin terms?" ask Qeena.

"Yes ..g in check also when to read it. Mas Dafi said .if we lie to God, he only pays promises to keep us all motivated. Wong Pak Dzul aja two years ago was given because of khatam, last year did not because it was very busy anyway, go home aja night continues" story Mba Mini.

Five o'clock past twenty minutes all the takjil has matured all. Rian was sleeping on the floor while sticking his stomach on the cold tile.

"Mas Rian is sleeping here?" ask Qeena while approaching.

"Laparrrr" with a clear and limp intonation.

"Mas Rian is great, can be strong until maghrib. Qeena has a gift" said Qeena, who was sitting next to Rian.

"What?" rian asked enthusiastically but he limped.

"Qeena make orek tempe equally clear oyong use soun for Mas Rian .. want to eat for later maghrib?" tawar Qeena's.

Rian immediately nodded and took Qeena into the kitchen to grab her.

"Udah prepared kok .. now Mas Rian take the dining table first" pinta Qeena.

Eagerly and with the rest of his energy, Rian took out his dining table and placed it near Qeena.

Dafi still read the Qur'an but occasionally noticed the movements of Qeena and Rian. Dawn falls asleep on the couch just as rich Izma. Mr. Dzul is reclining at his Musholla house. Bu Fia was still engrossed in laughter while typing something on her HP.

Mak Nuha and the others are getting busy making all the dishes. After being neatly arranged, they watch cult shows on television. Dafi and Mr. Dzul have put down his Qur'an, there is still ten minutes before breaking the fast.

"When a man decides to get married, he must realize that he is ready to start creating a new family, namely us and our wives, not with our parents or parents. Parents are only part of the new life we start, not the main cast. This time the language is more in-laws. O parents-in-law, you must also realize that when your son is married, he will be the leader and priest of a new family, so do not interfere except in the good. In-laws should never criticize any lack of son-in-law because surely our son also has a deficiency in the eyes of his wife and in-laws. So when your son is married, the wife who knows more about all your child's shortcomings, do not talk about the lack of your daughter-in-law to others because your daughter-in-law can open all your child's shortcomings. The in-laws have also felt how to be a daughter-in-law, so know what it feels like if the household has a kisruh intervention in-laws. Remember our job as parents is to only advise rather than meddle. O in-laws ..Do not compare your son-in-law with another son-in-law, do we want to be compared with other in-laws? If you have a daughter, remember that one day our daughter will be someone else's daughter-in-law, are we sincere if girls are treated as we treat daughters-in-law unkindly? So be kind to our daughter-in-law so that our child is treated well by her in-laws" said the cult.

Somehow automatic, all looked towards Qeena and Bu Fia alternately while holding back a laugh.

"Why are you laughing so rich?" asked Bu Fia Rada annoyed.

"Tok can fit yes" said Mr. Dzul voiced.

"What the hell is Dad?" said Bu Fia.

"Pas really denger rich so .. pas want adzan maghrib .. so can drink let ga ga emotion" Mr. Dzul tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Good idea nih Mas . kano if we have arranged it on the plate, it will be no food grab later" replied Izma.

Qeena tidied up the food at Rian's desk. Dafi sat next to Rian. In front of him was water and three dates.

All have chosen their own open dishes, only Dafi has not chosen. But Qeena was not happy to eat first because seeing Dafi would only break the date. He also followed Dafi rich.

Adzan maghrib. Dafi who cancels his shaum in a simple way, if others are already directly attacking the dish.

After five minutes of enjoying dates and water, Dafi invited all prayers. But only Qeena joined the congregation because it did not taste good when Dafi still did not eat.

"Later first Mas .. new also adzan. Nih kolak kernels salak also not until the stomach, still new lewatin esophagus" said Izma.

Rian looks greedy eating rice with his favorite vegetable oyong clear. Although the food is not too neat, but it has been much better since treated with Qeena. In fact this was the first shaum in Rian's life.

Qeena kissed Dafi's hand after praying. Dafi rubbed Qeena's head. Everyone watched while enjoying the dishes.

"Neng .. like this is already a pleasure that can not be denied. Together, we fill this heart with love for God the Creator. Together, we build a family that strengthens each other to continue to pursue his behavior. Together, we build families that spread the benefits to many people. Mas want to leave the day after to Semarang, promise yes we have to take the time to call or chat every day to just ask the news today. Neng... later .. as time goes by, we will certainly meet the shortcomings of each of us. Remind each other Neng to keep trying to think without emotion to make the right decision. Mas please .. do not give up in living the same household Mas. No matter how difficult the obstacles we face .. please .. keep walking towards His service. That's what I asked you to do. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim .. Mas ready to be a shaf in front of you, are you ready to always be one shaf behind Mas?" said Dafi who did not let go of her hand to Qeena's hand.

Qeena was confused as well shot like that. As a normal woman, who doesn't melt with that romantic greeting. But at the same time there is also a fear of being hurt, a sense of unease for Bu Fia's rejection of him and the story of the past that has not ended.

"Woyyy .. fortunately already open. so as jones yes can still ngunyah bakwan rather than bite the pillow in the corner" said Fajar.

"Mas Dafi ... Mba Parti baperr .. jeez Mas .. kok can anyway say so, rich Mas Dafi who Mba Parti know tuh many diem, but it turns out to be quietly washed away" said Mba Parti while wiping tears using the tip of her instant hijab.

"Mas .. eat this Mas... emang mandangin his wife make full huh? if Dad mah mending eat fried noodles with this delicious fried food" said Mr. Dzul.

"Dad really, the idea of children has become so romantic again" protested Bu Fia.

"Bun .we are rich Mas Dafi with Qeena yes has not pantes times. They still have not thought about buying children's milk, meeting the needs of homes and school children, not to mention that each child has his own problems. Still can look at each other after prayer . if we have to think about the children how tomorrow" joked Mr. Dzul.

"Pak .. for a long time I felt like a people with love deh . want to be rich that tooaaa" continued Mba Parti.

"Makanya move on dong Party .. the world is not as narrow as our minds" advised Mr. Dzul.

"That's Mr. .. used to be traumatized .. Now it's old who wants to try" replied Mba Parti.

"O Allah, fill the hearts of our children with light and wisdom, make them Your servants who deserve the favor and improve themselves. Mas Dafi .. Mother put Qeena in your arms. Mak sure you will be stronger if you are together" said Mak Nuha in his heart. There was no feeling of warm feathers falling on his cheeks, Mak Nuha hastily wiped the tears so as not to be found out with anyone.

Qeena folded her face. Dafi invited Qeena to enjoy the meal. Qeena took food for Dafi.

"What do you want?" ask Qeena.

"What is Neng prepared for .. Eat up" Dafi replied with a smile.

"Yuk prayer yuk .. only time our brains can be cool, can be softened to see their intimacy continues. Stomach full anyway .. but the hearts of singles are empty, so the innards are hungry mulu ..hehehe" joked Fajar.

"Yes nih Mas .. can-can fast we have no meaning to envious gegara with them. hahahaha" said Izma.

"Kalo is still new mah ya... is it prepared .. try another year, must say gini .. emang can not take it yourself? already know it is on the table tuh food, spoiled just want to be served, has been a great cape all day cooperation home and the bla and the bla .." said Mas Anto.

Everyone laughed when they heard Mas Anto's speech.