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* Slice 207, Go

At the time of Sahur, Dafi joined Qeena and Mak Nuha. While having a light conversation.

"The direct way is abis prayer dawn, to the office used to continue waiting for people who come to Semarang continued dehe otewe there" said Dafi.

"So it didn't bring anything Mas. Abis time is not enough to make food" said Qeena who is not happy.

"There's what the hell is there and it's easy to cook. So you guys fixed the day after tomorrow?" ask Dafi.

"Yes .. We all say yes. Hopefully we can meet again next time, play around to Wonogiri" replied Mak Nuha.

"Yes Mak. Sorry Mas can't get there. If you leave today, you can go between all of them" Dafi said.

"Gapapa Mas . we apologize if there have been mistakes so far. Oh yes Mas . good soon there is a decision on the relationship of Mas and Qeena, not good if this continues, there must be clarity, whatever the decision of the two of you .. I am sincere" said Mak Nuha.

"Mr .we are both in a narrow state of mind. Indeed the decision to marry Qeena only Mas took in a minute's itinerary. But make a decision further, Mas ask for time to rethink. That's all I ask, yes at least until the age of nineteen-year-old Qeena, soon right?" dafi said casually.

"Well Mas, Mak wait" said Mak Nuha.

"Qeena .. How much money do you have now?" ask Dafi flatly.

"At that time it moved an account of thirty million. Because all Mas who pay for the right furniture and home needs, so it is still not much cake deh. The power is right to entertain Ciloto people is millionth, briefly there is a record (Qeena opens memopad in his HP) oh make the contents of electric tokens, fill gallons and gas equal dues and donations. There are still twenty-eight million left" explained Qeena.

"When do you spend daily, do you use that money?" ask Dafi.

"Ngga Mas .. use money from the sale of cakes and others. After all, buy the same seasoning vegetables. Chicken, meat and all seafood at that time shopping is the same Mas still there" replied Qeena.

"So far you have used to rent a trading place in Wonogiri and what is the meatball trading capital plan?" dafi said.

"Yesterday to rent seven million a year Mas, it is a bit expensive because the model is semi shophouse, above it there is a room. If for trading capital only groceries to make meatballs and all the prints, if the cookware and food already exist, when Mbah meatball sales are still stored neatly, have been checked all the goods" qeena.

"Yes how many? it can be calculated all the nominal" said Dafi ga sabaran.

Qeena and Mak Nuha were confused as to why Dafi seemed to be afraid that his money would be taken away by Qeena and Mak Nuha.

"This is all . we share two yes. So the transfer goes back to Mas fifteen million. Anyway, half the money has you, it can be rental fees and trading capital . well the rest is your money. The power is enough for the rest for you and Mak Nuha to survive until the meatball stalls can make your life grip. I've survived many times in the same condition, even much better now, the business is ready to go, the money grip there . ga zero really rich first" continued Dafi spicily.

"Yes Mas .. later Qeena transfer money Mas, if you need everything, but now can not because the same kepake Qeena money. Qeena will transfer gradually but yes Mas, understand the ATM Qeena that limit can transfer a day only five million. Gradually everything. This morning and tomorrow before leaving, Qeena attempted a transfer. The rest maybe if it's been until Wonogiri" explained Qeena Rada began to tease emotions.

"Okay, you set an important entry into Mas's account, has the number been simple? if it goes away later Mas chat his account number" replied Dafi.

"There is still Mas .. calm, Mas know how rich Qeena" continued Qeena.

"Just bring clothes, right tomorrow? or is there something else to bring to the village? if there is mending you aja package rather than bother carrying it. Riding a public bus near the rich ebaran gini would be full, so it's delicious minimal inn, all packaged" proposed Dafi.

"Ga there's something we bring other than clothes, so don't worry there's stuff here that's just like us. It all has Mas. The clothes that we brought were also the clothes that we brought when we came here, if the clothes that were from the corner of Izma and bought by Mas we will stay. Yes we come with what conditions, will go with the same conditions. Don't be complicated is that rich thing" said Qeena who felt overwhelmed by Dafi's unfriendly talk.

"okay .. Go back first, want to be ready to pray and continue the way deh" said Dafi while leaving his house to his parents' house.

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The atmosphere was not good before the departure of Dafi to Semarang. All seemed to be out releasing Dafi's return.

After shaking hands with everyone, without many words, Dafi immediately drove his car out of his parents' yard. Mas Narko is locking the fence back.

Ms. Fia asked to talk to Qeena at Dafi's house first. Qeena let Bu Fia in.

The three of them sat on the sofa.

"So .. This is the smelly child who wanted to nantangin me yesterday? the fiery one who felt above the wind had evidence and said that Mas would follow everything you ordered .. hahahaha has nothing yet ngibarin the white flag, just as much as his ability? What proof? There is no fighting to keep you in this house. I'm aware that he chose wrong and made the wrong decision to make your marriage and leave Zahwa, his true love" taunted Bu Fia.

Qeena was silent but her face seemed to be holding in anger.

"Sabar Qeena ... still morning do not make sins" said Qeena in his heart.

"Cock quiet? confused there is no more Mas Dafi who has been subsidizing your life, which has always been a protector in all situations" said Bu Fia.

Qeena was silent.

"Bu Fia .. I think quite yes until here, no need to extend all the insults and nyinyinyiran Mother, anyway we have taken a step that is certainly very much awaited right the same Mother?" mak Nuha.

"Good if you know yourself, the village people place in the village. Ga pantes in the gini rich metropolis. Have no money but still pretentious to survive in the capital. Now get ready to soften again because Mas Dafi did not want to care" continued Bu Fia cynically.

"Tante .. enough .. enough I say, why only dwell in the same. It is good that in this holy month we can both hold back, mutually introspection .. which is wrong in our lives. But my challenge to Aunty will remain valid.I will come again with much stronger conditions from now on. I'll prove it better than the women Auntie used to call her name. This proof is necessary to silence the mouth of Aunt who does not like me and Mak Nuha since a long time ago. His favorite son Aunty will also soon follow me to Wonogiri, I have said .. he is in my grasp, so .. I have various plans if I want to make naklukin him. But Mas Dafi is the second business, because the most important thing is to be a better Qeena than Qeena who has been aunty despicable" Qeena challenged in the end his emotions exploded as well.

"You don't know Mas Dafi apparently. Didn't you see his attitude at the moment? he was disappointed it was . Cuek. He is good at cultivating the heart and keeping the look on his face so that he does not look hit. But as a mother, I understand that she feels betrayed. You have all-out porotin property, continue to sacrifice her wedding plan with Zahwa, the woman she loves with all her heart" explained Bu Fia.

"We'll see later .. Who is the winner between Auntie or me?" answer Qeena with the pedal.

"Basar children do not know themselves .. still just kepedean .. do not be smart and pretentious prettier deh" said Bu Fia.

"You smart-ass, the wealth could be anyway, just a high school graduate right .. Aunty once said that college is not as smart as college people. But if you are beautiful .. kanya do not. I am really beautiful .. Is there a problem? do I share my beauty?" said Qeena with a spiciness.

Bu Fia left Dafi's house with various insults and insults aimed at Qeena.

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Qeena and Mak Nuha were confused themselves, not having a bag to carry their clothes. The suitcase was returned to Dawn. Borrowing Dafi was embarrassed to have to ask her for something again.

"Qeena buy a plastic bag first, Mak, is there a big one that the material is slab, have you ever seen the bag used by market clothing traders shocked? Well buy it, Qeena had seen it in a bookstore near the highway" said Qeena.

"Yes ..buy it, so ga pinjem with anyone, besides we also take a little bit of it" replied Mak Nuha.

"Qeena wants to transfer to Mas Dafi the same as buying a bag first, Mak. Most will want to stop by the bus pool to buy tickets. We go home early in the morning, Mak, who is at the end of the day, will be late at night until the village later. If until there at six o'clock at night there are still many public vehicles, if we ride the Maghrib clock even complicated sahurnya how" idea Qeena.

"Yes ..you set it up" replied Mak Nuha.

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Along the way to Semarang, Dafi did not look moody, she was able to cover all her personal problems in front of her colleagues. The driver was also changed, so Dafi was able to sleep for about two hours.

During the trip more stories about each other's families than work.