TOAST
* Slice 195, Meeting
"Gw is no longer selling meatballs" open Kuncoro.
"Why?" ask Qeena.
"Gw is very bucin yes, so all the requests of the girlfriend are followed" Kuncoro continued.
"The girl we met yesterday at the supermarket? what does it have to do with meatballs?" qeena.
"Yes .. it turns out I just realized that she is a matre girl, if the Jakarta people say she is a mah pengretan" growled Kuncoro.
"Patience of the Kun. resist emotions" suggested Qeena.
"What would he want I fullin, until abis dah tuh trading capital, until the wagon gw sell. Now just have the same HP doangan kolor" continued Kuncoro.
"Astaghfirullah .. so long as people are already bucin" said Qeena.
"Yes . from the start of the latest output that is floppy I have bought in. Every month always memgerayain birthday, where ask for a gift of rings, bracelets, watches expensive until the artist's rich kw bag. Well the last one was six months soan, he asked to buy a second motorbike if he did not follow ya ask to break up. Because I love to die, I will sell the same cart again take the mating simple to buy a second motor four million. Pas want to fast also ask to be bought sembako for his parents. Uh came home after being escorted home, he said ask for a break up he said parents did not agree he was dating a meatball" continued Kuncoro.
"Well six months and have all been told you don't agree? strange" said Qeena.
"And we are mah bextrit .. it was the diem-diem, only a month ago it can anterin to his house, even so gini" Kuncoro said sadly.
"Can still have one more Kun cart, got two carts right?" said Qeena.
"Actually the wagon is also already pawn, know yourself every day should give the pocket money he a hundred thousand. Fortunately, the sale of meatballs is mediocre to contract the same meal. Where all the happenings fit to fast, already abis money gw, confused about how to .. finally Brother said to help him with his wife first during Ramadan. I will return to the village of Pas Lebaran. I want to be a farmer there" Kuncoro said.
"Yes already . now diligent deh help his brother, who knows there is a windfall in the future. Mumpung Ramadhan .. many prayers let Allah open the door of fortune from anywhere" suggested Qeena.
The gate of Mr. Dzul's house was open, it turned out that Mr. Fia had come home early. His health is not healthy, since eating sahur had complained of nausea, it seems his ulcer relapsed.
Bu Fia saw Qeena and Kuncoro sitting on the terrace. Seeing that Bu Fia seemed to feel pain in the abdomen, Qeena and Kuncoro took the initiative to help. Bu Fia's body looked faintly on the way. Both of them helped Bu Fia by holding her hand.
"Lepasin .. what the hell are you guys" hardik Bu Fia.
"Just want to help, it seemed like he wanted to fall" replied Qeena politely.
"This again ..the people of the village held me, there .. there .. fishy smell" said Bu Fia who saw Kuncoro delivered.
Ms. Fia rushed into the house.
"Who the hell .. rich people doubt very yes, many people are richer than he knows, but not very rich" said Kuncoro.
"Udah Kun .." said Qeena as she walked back to her house.
"Eh .. But why is one gate the same house Lo yes? Do you contract with him? lo Qeena styles, so that the look of the rich people will contract that the house is attached to the rich" Kuncoro said.
"That's the mother's husband, the father-in-law wants his children to stay in one area, so the husband makes a house next to here" explained Qeena.
"Ah do not believe me if you are married, let alone become a former rich man. If you are married, wear a ring. Lagian Qeena .. association Lo is the same difficult people are also rich Iw, you may know the same rich people" Kuncoro said.
"It's up to Kun to believe it or not, if the person who is already married must have a ring?" ask Qeena.
"Should dong, so you know if the girl is married or not. Where's Lo's man now?" Kuncoro.
"Work in Semarang" replied Qeena.
"In addition, if the man does not use a ring, he can freely nyari another girl, there is no characteristic if already married. After all, the newlyweds have lived far away, if he wants to be able to find a contract there, why stay away? maybe he has another wife there, so he doesn't want to come" Kuncoro said.
"Ngaco aja kun .. already yes . would like to prepare an iftar meal later" said Qeena.
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The seventh day of Ramadan, all cake orders are finished, the future order has been fulfilled because Aa' Zay only opens PO once a week for the front.
The time for Qeena and Mak Nuha to practice pol-polan worship, was rather difficult to read the Qur'an, so it was pursued from today, with the household assistants of Mr. Dzul, they studied together at Dafi's house.
Ms. Fia had been sick for two days but did not want to be treated, only lying at home. Dawn again often keep the long shift late in the evening, Izma also again exams on the campus. Mr. Dzul himself also had many more meetings, so he came home was through Maghrib.
"Assalamualaikum.." There was a sound from the gate.
"Waalaikumsalam.." answered together, but who came out of Mas Anto's house.
"Who's mom is she?" ask Mas Anto who does not know the mother.
"Because this is Noah's house with Qeena?" ask the mother.
"Yes Ma'am ... Whose mother is it?" ask Anto again.
"Could you please call De" the mother asked.
"I asked Mak Nuha first yes, know or not the same Mother, because I can not open the fence carelessly" said Mas Anto.
"Yes gapapa De . please tell Nuha whatever she wants to see" replied the mother.
Mas Anto went into Dafi's house.
"Mak .. there is a nyariin, the old mothers that, do not mention the name, but know the same Mak Nuha" reported Mas Anto.
Mak Nuha looked at it from the side window.
"Enyak .." said Mak Nuha inwardly.
The video of Qeena's entrapment looms in her bag, adding to the growing row of Mak Nuha's hatred of Iyus.
"Kalo Nemuin now, meaning that Qeena will know the same Enyak and do not close the possibility that his father's family will meet as well. Can you riot again, huh? how it feels to be in a good situation again gini, it is not yet time for Qeena to meet" the inner Mother of Noah in her heart.
But he remembered Dafi's message long ago, when Dafi was in college and Qeena was still Junior High.
With heavy steps, Mak Nuha stepped foot towards the gate. The two women who were staring at each other were shedding tears.
"Assalamualaikum Nyak" said Mak Nuha as he opened the gate.
"Waalaikumsalam Noah... O Allah. This is really Lu Nuha." said Nyaknya Iyus while hugging Mak Nuha.
They hugged and cried for a long time.
"Nyak .. just go to the house, it's not nice to look at people" asked Mak Nuha.
The two joined hands to Dafi's house, the side road from the direction of the gate, actually Dafi's house has its own fence, but people still often through the fence of Mr. Dzul's house because it seems still one area of the house.
"Nyak Entrance .. Qeena is inside" Mak Naha said, wiping away her tears.
"Assalamualaikum.." said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Waalaikumsalam" all who were there answered.
All eyes were on Iyus and Mak Nuha standing next to each other.
"Qeena .. This is your biological grandmother" said Mak Nuha.
Qeena was shocked to see it.
"This is the woman who had the heart to throw us out first .. This woman who never wanted to know our fate .. who never found us. ya never cared about us" inward Qeena felt claustrophobic about herself.
"Qeena .. Is Allah Qeena Noah? who was a baby? now it is big .. it is beautiful" said Nyaknya Iyus.
Mak Nuha nodded.
"Qeena .. here is Nyai's greeting" call Mak Nuha.
All the household assistants immediately came out of Dafi's house, Rian was invited to go with Mas Narko. Leave room for Mak Nuha and the family to finish their affairs personally.
Qeena walked slowly towards his direction.
"If one day you meet a biological family, be polite to them. No matter what the past is, they also need a chance to meet and know you. If you feel you can not go back in with them, go in a good way. Remember .the blood that flows in your body is just like the blood" Dafi said whenever Nasehatin if Qeena appeared to be upset with his biological family.
"Qeenaa... " Iyus immediately embraced Qeena's body.
Iyus cried in the arms of Qeena who was still standing still, her hands slowly holding her Grandma's back.
"Alhamdulillah O Allah .. You found a servant with a long-sought grandson. Praise be to Allah .." Gratefully Iyus said.
"Sit down first" said Qeena, kissing the hand of Nyaknya Iyus.
The three of them sat on the sofa in front of the TV.
"Are you really married, Qeena? Thank God what Iyus said was true. Nyai seneng dengernya" said Nyaknya Iyus.
Qeena and Mak Nuha looked at each other.
"Here we ride what?" ask Qeena whose hand continues to be held the same as Iyus rich do not want to escape.
"Naik ojek neighbor, Nyai rent" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Tell me to come in here Nyak" said Mak Noah.
"He was waiting at the kelolan aja he said, would hang out with the ojeg builders" continued Nyaknya Iyus.
"Oh that .. Do you know from Mas Iyus, our whereabouts?" ask Mak Nuha carefully.
"Yes .. was Iyus anterin once, but who opened the doors of the cruel mothers, Lu's in-laws huh Qeena? he looks so good at it. Doubtful to look rich" said Nyaknya Iyus annoyed.
"What other news? long time no see. I've been to Enyak's house but moved from there. Oh yes briefly . His wallet is with Noah, time to the tomb is given by the funeral attendant" said Mak Nuha as he headed to the room and took the wallet.
"So you're the one to the tomb? Never mind, if Lu both must be to the tomb, Lu mah mantu and the deceased's favorite grandson" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"Mba Qeena's... Mak Nuha's ... Mother pingsannn" cried Mba Mini hysterically.
Qeena immediately ran to Mr. Dzul's house. Mak Nuha and Nyaknya Iyus had gotten up from the sofa and prepared to go there.
"His father Qeena fainted?" ask Him Iyus.
"Yes Nyak .. has been sick for two days" Mak Nuha answered in panic.
"You know, Excuse me to go home, which is important to have met. If loose when Nyak comes again, earlier Nyak all through abis anterin pesenan dodol ama geplak" said Nyaknya Iyus.
"So it's not good Nyak .. come here even like this" said Mak Nuha.
"Ga ngapah Nuha .." answered Nyaknya Iyus.
"Nyak .. Can you ask for her HP number? or address?" ask Mak Nuha.
"Nuh ..Nyak kaga know the number, Lu see it alone" said Mak Nuha while looking at HP Nyaknya Iyus who had been taken because it was not rapet.
When saying goodbye, Noah gave three hundred thousand to Nyaknya Iyus.
"How much do you really love Nuha ..emang Lu there?" ask Him Iyus.
"There is Nyak .. make pay ojeg same buy garem. Oh yes .. ask for Nyak address, who knows we can be together there" pinta Mak Nuha.
It seems Iyus gave me the address and Mak Nuha noted in her HP. Don't forget to give ancer-ancer far from Bojonggede station.