TOAST
* Slice 20, Near

Dafi returned to school in Elementary with an international appendage again because at the school there were acceleration classes, in accordance with Dafi's wishes. Now Dafi was seven and a half years old, already sitting in the third grade. His cleverness has been seen since childhood. At school, he joined the Elementary Mathematics Olympiad team. Indeed just won se Jabodetabek aja, but he wants to return to study really for penetrating national selection. His parents also called a private maths tutor to come home to teach Dafi.

"The old meh Mas ga eat his toast Mak Leha, tomorrow want to ask for pocket money with Mommy ah to buy toast" said Dafi spirit.

"Fajar mah free if you eat toast, Dawn likes to play with Qeena, Mak Nuha who loves bread, because Qeena likes Dawn bain chocolate" said Fajar happy.

"Who are Noah and Qeena? isn't the owner's name Mak Leha?" dafi asked confusedly.

"Mak Noah was Qeena's mother. Qeena is his friend Dawn, tomorrow Dawn knows him" explained Fajar.

The next day....

Dafi and Dawn helped cross with Mr. Wandi to Mak Leha's toast stall.

"Qeena .. here..." Call Fajar who is standing in front of Mak Leha's toast stall.

Qeena who was playing dolls in the bale immediately came down to Fajar while shouting with excitement.

Dafi was ordering toast with Mak Leha. Mr. Wandi just sat on the plastic bench in front of the kiosk. Dafi has also ordered for Dawn and Mr. Wandi. Earlier this morning Ms. Fia gave more money to Dafi.

"These are Grandma Sri's grandchildren, right?" ask Mak Leha.

"Yes Mak .. Mak Leha's healthy?" ask Dafi while kissing Mak Leha's hand.

"Alhamdulillah be healthy .. sit here inside .. what's her name?" ask Mak Leha.

"Dafi .. if this is my sister Fajar, the school in the front TK Mak" replied Dafi while asking Fajar salaman with Mak Leha.

"Kalo Fajar already knows, he's Qeena's friend" Mak Leha said.

Dawn seemed familiar to joke with Qeena who was bribed to eat with Mak Nuha.

"Qeena ate what?" ask Fajar who is sitting next to Qeena.

"Ncop (Sop)" replied Qeena.

"Cock eat it long anyway ... Mas Fajar bribe yes .. later if abis and many meals are given chocolate gifts want?" the Dawn instantly got a nod from Qeena.

Dawn did seem flexible for the nyapuin of small children because he was used to taking care of his two younger siblings, so he wanted to persuade Qeena to eat. Qeena spent her rice, a rare thing, according to her promise, Fajar picked the chocolate that was deliberately left in her place to eat, Qeena immediately devoured the chocolate happily.

"Qeena .. said the same as Dawn" recalls Noah.

"Ma acih" said Qeena as she refocused on chocolate in her grasp.

"Qeena must eat a lot yes, let's not be thin" said Fajar, Qeena did not understand what Fajar was talking about.

"Thank you Fajar already wanted to bribe Qeena and love chocolate" said Nuha.

"Sama-sama Mak, Fajar is happy to be his friend Qeena" replied Fajar.

Dafi was engrossed in chatting with Mak Leha while enjoying toast. Mak Leha apparently just recognized Dafi because Dafi was quite changed from the time he was Kindergarten. The body is tall quickly and already thinner than the era of Kindergarten. This is because Dafi likes to forget to eat if he has done math problems.

"Jar .. go home at 1 o'clock, then Grandma nyariin us. Lagian Mas has promised to play bicycle with Rian at home" invite Dafi.

"Yes.." said Fajar as the drugs went to Qeena.

Both of them politely. Then hurry home. On the road, Mommy called Mr. Wandi asking for their whereabouts. Mother asked them to go home quickly because they will be invited by Mother to go to the mall this afternoon.

Mr. Dzul has got a story from his mother, if his grandson Mak Leha looks different from children his age, Mother asks that he be taken to a pediatrician who usually handles his children Mr. Dzul. Grandma Sri felt sorry to see such a thin child with corn hair one of the markers of malnutrition.

Basically Mr. Dzul did not mind to help so that Qeena can be examined further with the doctor, but he wanted to ask permission first to the family of Mak Leha so that it did not seem pretentious.

Finally Grandma Sri who drove Mr. Dzul to visit Mak Leha's place. They talked lightly first, sat in a kiosk, sat on a plastic bench. Qeena was seen sleeping in a bale with a thin mattress.

Noah was cleaning the toast cart for preparation for the trading afternoon. Mr. Dzul still seems to be talking to Mak Leha.

"Mr Leha is up to Noah, how is Noah?" ask Mak Leha.

"Sorry .. Ms. . I don't have the money to go to a big hospital and check my son thoroughly" said Nuha plain.

"But it's not good either .. Not a brother or a friend, want to help us" replied Nuha who was not happy.

"My mother and my family owe the same to Mak Leha. We used to also menggerasain in your position as now, so I also promised myself, if one day have more ability to help others, I will help you as much as I can. Moreover, this is Mak Leha's grandson, I will definitely try" said Mr. Dzul.

All listened to all the explanations of Mr. Dzul carefully.

"Diminum was Dzul ... Sri" hail Mak Leha.

Mr. Dzul took the cup of coffee he had asked for.

"Enak nih coffee .. pas .. ga sweet, ga bitter" praised Mr. Dzul.

"Nuha is able to get Dzul, Mak Leha is not a lot of milk, now so you can drink milk after she mixes with ginger water" Mak Leha replied.

Noah also provided toast because no friends made drinks provided to the guests.

"Enak also loh toast .. why is it quiet now Mak? kaya used to be rame" asked Mr. Dzul who had just tried Mak Leha's trading.

"You can be Dzul .. You used to eat bread made by famous bakery that is expensive" said Mak Leha mendelah.

"Serious Mak .. This is delicious, the bread is very soft, keep the burn is also fitting, so the bread is not hard" said Mr. Dzul.

"The difference is the burn ...Mother uses charcoal shell instead of gas. Ga nempel to bread directly, from the heat of the fire embers only. If other traders are using an iron skillet to burn it, so the concept of burnt is not dapet" explained Mak Leha.

"Yes, Mak .. his name is burned, yes it should be hit by fire or the air directly not in the pan, but seriously this is delicious Mak" said Mr. Dzul again.

Since then, every Pak Dzul returned to Jakarta never absent enjoying toast at his stall Mak Leha, usually all Fajar pick up back from school.

It has been established the past three months the intimacy of Mr. Dzul and Nuha. But Mr. Dzul every there is always the same mother, so as not to cause slander later. His mother, Mr. Dzul, became more familiar with Nuha, as well as his youngest child. So now it is Grandma Sri's agenda every day to pick Fajar home from school.

Mr. Dzul felt an incredible sincerity from a Noah. The patience of Noah in taking care of Qeena and Mak Leha. In addition, Nuha is also good at cooking, food is also village cuisine that has begun to be rarely found. His mother used to be diligent in cooking, but now it is rare because if you stand too long is not strong and easily dizzy. Mr. Dzul was very fond of Indonesian food that is still ndeso. His tongue could never refuse to be presented that way.

So fit Mr. Dzul and Grandma Sri came when Noah was tidying his cooking at a small table for a place to cook side dishes.

Today Nuha cooks one of the typical vegetables Wonogiri is not lombok ijo aka vegetable chili. Indeed there, curly green chili is commonly made vegetables.

The mixture that is not lomboknya is a slice of tempe and tofu added long beans. In addition to spicy, do not lombok taste savory on the tongue. Coconut milk as its broth is obtained from old coconuts. Cooked with vegetable lodeh seasoning and added the same green curly chili (potech any size).

"Wah ... do not ndeso iki" said Mr. Dzul so treated to eat.

"Yes sir .. ndeso food, Mak Leha likes, this morning asked to be eaten rather often because she said Grandma Sri wanted to come here. But yes, this is just the same cracker. Sorry for being so simple" explained Noah.

"It was precisely this simple rich gini that we were looking for Noah. It still feels authentic. I just can not be tasty if you cook do not lombok ijo, cook standard only" said Granny Sri.

"Please eat ma'am" said Noah.

Mr. Dzul who is not too fond of spicy, a little dry also fit to eat the dishes served, but because it tastes good, he added rice.

"Like Dzul?" ask Mak Leha.

"Sedap Mak .. similar to my Mbah cuisine in the village, if you must look for it yes ndeso cuisine" replied Mr. Dzul.

"Nuha again makes dry side dishes, the order of the SD teachers near here. You want to take Dzul?" ask Mak Leha again.

"Dry on what Mak?" ask back Mr. Dzul who still enjoys his food.

"Sambal teri medan use peanuts" replied Mak Leha.

"Enak it .. use warm rice brimmed aja already steady. I want if there is an excess" said Grandma Sri enthusiastically.

"Well that's my favorite, Mak Leha. May I have a message to take to Gresik. Is there more of it? I buy more" said Mr. Dzul seriously.

"There are 3 packs of Mas, because it does not make much, according to the order. There is still not much money" replied Noah.

As time went on, they were familiar enough, then Noah agreed to take Qeena to the Hospital with Pak Dzul and Granny Sri.

The agreed day, Grandma Sri was not well, so could not go to the Hospital with Mr. Dzul. Want to cancel has also been already a list for Qeena and this doctor is difficult to schedule because it limits the number of patients per practice schedule. Plus just practice once a week