TOAST
* Slice 197, Open
At ten in the night, Dafi called Qeena. He asked Qeena to move away from Mak Nuha.
Finally Qeena moved upstairs, sleeping on the sofa bed. Her hair also looked spoiled.
"The prettier the Neng" goda Dafi.
"Yes dong" said Qeena with the pedal.
"Alhamdulillah has become increasingly sad, Neng, how was his worship during Mas far away?" ask Dafi.
"It's still not maxed out yet, this is also been attempted speeding" replied Qeena honestly.
"Yes is called good, Mas already khatam. If cape do not accept orders again yes Neng, just focus on the same worship. He said he wanted to be a different Ramadan, God willing this year you can be the maximum you can" said Dafi.
"Yes .. What about sahur? you don't eat instant noodles, do you?" ask Qeena.
"The housekeeper has a rice stall, so ya sahur there, calm ajalah .. Mas has been used to not Ramadan at home, it is usual to take care of yourself as well" replied Dafi.
"Kok if Qeena is spoiled, he wants nothing taken care of" Qeena protested.
"May dong have a different life than before, would Mas want to be also pampered" said Dafi
"Mas .. was Nyai coming" on Qeena.
"Hey who? Mas kaya do not know the same name Nyai" said Dafi.
"His grandmother was Qeena, Mr. Iyus' mother" Qeena replied.
"Or is our home of Mr. Iyus?" ask Dafi.
"Yes ...'ve been here before, but we haven't met here. His face is very slim deh Mas .. the appearance is also really-rich less capable. Anyway very much the same appearance of Mr. Iyus. Qeena was going to give money, uh even the mother Mas passed out, so she never met again. Mother said she loved it, but asked for her address and HP number" Qeena told me.
"Are you okay?" tanya Dafi assured.
"Yes .. Why is that?" answer Qeena.
"Miss... I know what happened in the car this afternoon. Anto said it. It's hard to wait for the right time to tell you, but thank you for all the consequences. Because here Mas want you to not be didzolimi the same Mother continues. Mas frees you to make any decision after hearing Mas's story. One thing Mas asked for, do not stay home before Mas came home" Dafi said with caution.
"What the hell is it?" ask Qeena.
"Just send a voice note first, we'll talk later" replied Dafi.
Qeena listened to all the recorded conversations between Dafi and Iyus. It doesn't melt her tears.
"Why can it be so cruel." said Qeena full of anger.
Five minutes later, Dafi video call back. Qeena did not want to take the call.
Crying when angry is a sign that the person experiencing it not only feels anger, but also deep sadness. This was what Qeena felt at this moment.
Dafi sent a voice note to Qeena.
"Neng .. if now you cry. I understand that the actions that Mother does are very painful for you. I can't say anything but a huge apology for everything that happened. Wait for me to come home, let's finish it together. Maafin Mas have hidden this, but the actions of Mother this afternoon was not able to Mas tolerir. That's too much Neng" send Dafi.
Qeena listened to the voice note. Still her crying broke. Try to cover your face with a pillow so that Mak Nuha does not know if she is crying.
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"Mr .. Qeena slept upstairs?" ask Mba Party who was going back to the room so the name first.
"Yes time .. kan Mas Dafi asked for a video call .. yes the name of a new person in love, it's natural to want it together, but it's a situation that makes them can not be together continue" answer to Noah.
"Yes . I am sleeping. Let's just turn the young again on releasing the kangen. Whybayangin funny Mas Dafi if again spoiled same Qeena . this can only be by phone. hehehe" ledek Mba Parti.
"Let them do as well, we're part of it. I have resigned, it is also forbidden to be difficult" replied Mak Nuha.
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Dafi also sent a voice note to her mother. It was a long-range bomb. Dafi knew it was going to explode, but he couldn't tell who would be hit.
"Yes Allah .. Forgive the Servant . This must be dismantled. The happiness of Qeena is now one of the priorities after the happiness of Mother. Whatever will happen, Servant surrender everything, O Allah" do'a Dafi.
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Qeena and Mak Nuha chose sahur both at home, not join the family of Mr. Dzul. Mak Nuha knew about the story of the quarrel Qeena and Bu Fia, but did not know if it turned out that Bu Fia was the ringleader of the wedding of Dafi and Qeena happened that night.
"I know you feel offended by Ms. Fia, but you are the ex now, do not you have to talk together, or ask Mas Dafi to bridge you two" advised Mak Nuha.
"Let's just Mak .. We see who's strength. We are forever trampled on by Mak" replied Qeena.
"Kok you so easy emotions like this" said Mak Nuha.
"Udah abis Mak stock patient for Aunt Fia. Now is the time for revenge" said Qeena.
"Astaghfirullah Qeena ... My mom never taught me you were rich. Why is it so arrogant? what do we have to fight them? ngandelin Mas Dafi?" mak Nuha was shocked by Qeena's reply.
Qeena was silent, trying to enjoy the sahur which was difficult for him to swallow.
"You pray at dawn at home, not at the mosque. There will be no Mas Dafi" advised Mak Nuha.
"Ga there should be nothing we engage the Aa' Zay family .. They are not family, want until when we repot them. You have a husband, you all have to have the same permission as Mas Dafi. Studying adult Qeena, not all problems are solved by blurring. Enough rich Mom, you don't repeat the same mistake" said Mak Nuha.
Qeena was lazy to argue with her mother. With the prayer and prayer, and the Qur'an, Qeena returned to the upper floor.
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"Qeena and Noah still don't want to be here? what the hell is it?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Yes .. Does it matter if he eats here? the important thing is sahur" replied Ms. Fia.
"Delay the fast today?" ask Izma.
"Ga .. is still taking medicine, but it's better to eat together than to eat it yourself" replied Bu Fia.
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At eight o'clock in the morning, Mr. Dzul's domestic assistants gathered in the kitchen. Mak Nuha is coming too. Today Mr. Dzul is part of the allotment for the mosque, it is not limited to the number of important at least five pieces of food. But Mr. Dzul asked to make marrow and sandal pulp for fifty servings. In addition, he also asked to make ten rice boxes for the marbot and his family.
"Qeena Tumben Mak can help us?" ask Mba Mini wonder.
"Sleep" replied Mak Nuha.
"Tumben's still sleeping at this hour, no more orders?" ask the Mba Mini again.
"Sleepy times, yes all relaxing mumpung ga no order" said Mak Nuha.
"Evening at night yayang-yayangan sama mbeb .. kan video call tandem above" ledek Mba Parti.
"Wahhh.. video call spoiled each other yes . deuuuhhhh it feels like I'm ashamed to do it" said Mba Tinah.
"Yes the name is young, let alone still a newlywed, usually so .. uh have to split temporarily" said Mba Mini.
"By the way Mak .. They slept together, right?" tanya Mba Tinah kepo's.
"Udahlah. The first was upstairs in his house, the second was in Mas Dafi's room, before leaving" replied Mba Parti.
"Ga may have been two-twos in the room on a prayer bed" added Mba Mini.
"Yes Mas Dafi a normal guy, a period of nervousness, wong wet hair really fit the suitcase" said Mba Parti.
"Mak Nuha soon can nimang nih grandson" ledek Mba Mini.
"It will happen later if they are married by country, but if the incident wants to say what? the important thing is that they know how rich the consequences are" replied Mak Nuha.
"What the fuck early in the morning discuss nimang grandson? who's pregnant?" asked Ms. Fia who suddenly entered the kitchen.
"This is Mom .. again ngayal aja, if Mas Dafi and Qeena have children we can nimang grandson" replied Mba Parti.
"Not married to talk about grandchildren, marriage used to make grandchildren. Do not be reversed .. the time to make children newly married, want to repeat the behavior of their parents?" oceh Bu Fia's.
"Astaghfirullah .." said the offended Mak Nuha and opted out of the kitchen and back home.
Mak Nuha felt it was better not to hear Bu Fia's words anymore than to not be able to hold emotions because of Bu Fia's words.
When Noah came in with a sad face, Qeena came down the stairs.
"Why Mak?" ask Qeena.
"Ga. there is nothing" closed Mak Nuha.
"This must be all the behavior of Aunt Fia, no kapoknya deh. Mouths hurt many people, do not realize what if in this world God can turn in an instant" said Qeena.
"Udahlah . don't think about it. We keep our distance until Mas Dafi comes home" suggested Mak Nuha.
"Yes Mak .. we sahur and open here or in the mosque, do not need to be with them. After all, we've been used to both of them since the first time" said Qeena.
"Today there's an order?" ask Mak Nuha.
"Ga there's Mak" replied Qeena.
Qeena's phone rang, from Mr. Shaka. He wanted to order food to Qeena to be given to the mosque.
"You can make tomorrow sir, if today's impromptu yes can't" replied Qeena.
"Yes tomorrow, so the mosque will give a certificate in front of the mosque for travelers, drivers ojol and breadwinners on the road. Tomorrow Father's share of rations, usually that box anyway, the contents are free. What you have seen is one seed, two types of fried and mineral water. Whatever you want to do, the important pantes. Fifteen thousand per box?" ask Mr. Shaka.
"Can Sir .. if not later I make bread rich bread torn so it can not? it's srikaya, chocolate and cheese. Later I prepare plastic tentengan, stay Mr. enterin mineral water only. Yes, I can all join in charity even though it is just energy" proposed Qeena.
"You're still lucky if you make torn bread? it is expensive. What is so easy, the cheese is the same as chocolate, so you do not need to make jam srikaya. Anyway let there be little profit . it is called a sales person. Your business will be willing to participate alms is up to you, but you must first profit in buying and selling" said Mr. Shaka.
"Well sir .. what time do you want to take tomorrow?" ask Qeena.
"Kalo dzuhur my driver there can? because ashar is being prepared all the same as the mosque" said Mr. Shaka.
"God willing, I bought the ingredients first today" replied Qeena happy.
Actually it's easy Qeena's mood back, which is orderan. He felt that there was an order that meant people recognized his ability to make food.