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* Slice 232, Life goes on

While the man was praying Friday, Qeena chatted with his brothers Pak Dzul beside the house. Qeena accompanied them to a meal, as she waited for Dafi to return home for Friday prayers. Erin and the children were at Dafi's house with Mak Nuha and Mak Imah. The kids are sleepy and want to sleep.

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"Maybe the trauma of her messy past and living with a single mom made Mba Fia an ambition to change fate. Mas Dzul very dear and love him, but yes ngebucin really, so until now Mba Fia still crazy eling. But this must be a great blow to Mba Fia. After the departure of his mother, it was only Mas Dzul where to devote everything" explained Pak Dzul's younger brother number two.

"Yes Aunt .. Mother must be very hard hit to lose Dad at this time. After his parents died, it was only Dad who was able to give great love to him. Accept whatever the condition of the Mother while gently advising her. Father although angry also still love everything. This is what sometimes gales the same as Daddy's patience. But yes the character of the father is wise, he does not want to arise disputes, so slowly we are all given input" said Qeena.

"Still remember during Ramadhan yesterday, how happy Mas Dzul ngabarin to us if Mas Dafi will soon marry you country by country. Even make a reception for you. Sorry yes Qeena, we all suspect that Mas Dafi will be difficult to accept your presence, it turns out that Mas Dafi decided the very thing Mas Dzul wanted. Mas Dzul has always praised you Qeena. Alhamdulillah still sampean yes you are his ex. Moreover, it can please all of us the same delicious dishes that you make. Mas Dzul is proud. But emang Mas Dzul learned a lot from Mas Dafi, so his three other children and you do not experience coercion from him" said his brother Pak Dzul other stories.

"Tuh Qeena, let alone Mas Dzul already calm down .. Rian will take good care of it, he said. He salutes you who can receive Rian. Not necessarily the candidate Mas Dafi used to be able to nerima Rian, meet also very new, can not be sincere love with Rian" continued his brother Pak Dzul.

"Don't be so Auntie, Mas Dafi can definitely guide the woman he loves. For example, I thank God for a lot of improvement in me after marriage. Yes, he was impressed hard and he wanted to, but if not that I was stubborn" said Qeena.

"That is the Qeena household, there must be a regular and regulated one. If you arrange all the war, if you want to arrange everything so it is not the way" replied his brother Pak Dzul.

"You're the same Deket Chef Ale, until you come here Chef, he just started the course, right?" ask his brother Mr. Dzul the other.

"Yes a week Aunt. Thank God I am trusted to be a Brand Ambassador from the baking course and God willing to be involved in the promo, yesterday the photo I posted was made media promo on social media" explained Qeena.

"Yes Allah .. pantes son Aunt said this Mba Qeena really beautiful yes in the photo with Chef Ale, rich there is a difference in that. You are very beautiful indeed Qeena, so Chef Ale is interested in making promos with you. Ready to be the artist's nephew Auntie .. hehehe" seduced his sister Pak Dzul.

"Dido'akan a Aunt, I don't want to be an artist, but there is another fortune for me to realize having my own cake shop" replied Qeena.

"Aamiin ya rabbal'alamin" said everyone.

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After Friday prayers, Dafi fell asleep in the living room which was plugged with carpet, Fajar followed his brother. Both of them have not slept since yesterday.

Just want to start sleeping, Aa' Zay's family, Iyus's family and Damar's family want to leave home. Dafi forced me to wake up again. Dawn is asleep.

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Just starting to want to spend more time, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the group from Dafi's office came, giving money and condolences. According to the rules, Dafi was given a three-day holiday, so only entered on Wednesday (weekend is not counted because of holidays).

Since Saturday's data-patching process remains, Dafi will coordinate from home.

Chef Ale has delivered several coffee boxes via online ojek. Very practical at a time like this. Qeena, Mak Nuha and Mak Imah who prepare coffee as a treat for their guests Dafi. Cakes from relatives and neighbors are also arranged on the plate. Ms. Fia seemed to have accompanied Dafi to meet the guests.

Bu Fia sat next to him Dafi, occasionally Dafi stroked his mother's back as a sign of strengthening.

Many of his Dafi colleagues praised Qeena's beauty. The carving is also very flexible. After serving cakes and coffee, Qeena also accompanied Dafi to receive guests from Dafi's office and Pak Dzul's office who were still coming back and forth.

The Ba'da Maghrib family was ready for the ceremony to be held after Isya. Large families also eat first so that they do not starve when studying.

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Qeena was tidying up her sandals and shoes on the front porch. While a little porch that looks a bit dirty.

"Qeena .. see Brother... You don't love Mas Dafi? Why is it not the same Mas Fajar who is crazy about you since long ago" angry Damar, Qeena was shocked because Damar was behind him.

"Fool...what can a man if a soul mate has been written by God" replied Dafi who was standing at the door.

"The arranged fool? how do you look happy? If you are a happy soul mate dong Mas" said Damar rada sewot.

"What is the definition of happiness for you? we are officially married and that is enough to prove that we are happy with this marriage" asked Dafi.

"Maksa mas, Qeena is cold as a man, you may not be able to fall in love in a short time. Mas must have done things with him before you got married officially, so don't want to yes Qeena agreed to marriage" said Damar.

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The notification from HP Qeena continued to sound, from Damar who was still angry with reality. Qeena had already replied to the chat as necessary. Dafi also slept next to him. Qeena tried to close her eyes. They slept in Dafi's room. Dafi House many brothers who sleep with carpet. After all, their room on the top floor was not finished because Qeena had not had time to rummage through the room furniture.

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At dawn, Dafi was not next to him. Qeena's looking in the bathroom too. Finally Qeena prayed alone. After that prepare breakfast with Mba Mini and Mba Tinah.

Food delivery from the people yesterday is still plentiful and some put in the refrigerator, so this morning only warmed up.

Miss Fia came out of the room and sat down with the others in the living room. Not long after, Fajar and Dafi entered the house, it turns out they congregated the morning prayers at the mosque near the house. Dafi approached Bu Fia.

"Bun. eat yes, from yesterday has not been seen eating. Father would not like it most if Mother is late to eat" said Dafi while rubbing her Mother's hand.

"Mother is sad Mas.no more dear to Mother" said Bu Fia while embracing Dafi.

"Everybody here loves the same Mother. So Mother ate first let her not be sick" said Dafi. Bu Fia shook her head.

Dafi was actually close to Bu Fia, but because they often contradict the mindset, they rarely discussed because Dafi was lazy to fuss.

"Will I do a bribe?" tawar Dafi's.

"Eat what?" mama Fia asked a bit.

"Mother what do you want?" dafi offered back.

"Well, but a little" replied Bu Fia.

Qeena brought her favorite rice and roasted chicken from Bu Fia, not forgetting the warm tea and melon juice. Dafi painstakingly fed her Mother while having a light conversation. Very sweet looking. I have long seen the sight of Dafi and Bu Fia can have a casual conversation not seen. All the families stay away and choose to eat on the back porch.

"Mas..when to go back to Semarang?" ask Ms. Fia.

"Tuesday Bun, because it is still running the sensation, as the leader there will be Mas must supervise, so must return. There are a lot of people here. Later if Mas holiday and there is no work, Mas balik ya, Qeena here aja keep Mommy, do not need to go to Semarang" explained Dafi.

"But everyone is busy" said Bu Fia.

"There is Mak Nuha, Mak Imah. Kan Qeena is only Tuesday and Wednesday activities. So I can take care of Mother" continued Bu Fia.

Bu Fia got up from her seat and walked towards her room. Dafi deliberately did not pursue his mother, he did not want his mother to add more if he followed. Qeena who saw it was not so good. He finally headed for the kitchen, tidying up the ones that were still a mess.

Dafi got a video call. Because the house was a little noisy, he moved to the side porch.

Qeena knew Dafi had not had breakfast, so prepared coffee and cakes for Dafi.

"Gee... Mr. Danish his wife is very beautiful, just every holiday directly to Jakarta, afraid of being taken by people apparently" teased his colleague Dafi.

Dafi just smiled.

Qeena went inside, trying to tidy up the living room. When passing in front of Bu Fia's room, Qeena was standing still, there was a sound of crying from inside. He knocked himself on the door. But there's no answer. Slowly open the door handle. It looks like Ms. Fia is crying on the bed.

"Bun.." call Qeena from the door. Bu Fia looked towards the door while wiping her tears.

"Sorry .. Can Qeena come in?" ask Qeena politely.

"Ga needs to .. I want to be alone" replied Ms. Fia.

Qeena closed the door again and resumed her intention to tidy up the living room.