
In the afternoon Qeena again sat back with Mak Imah, Mak Nuha and Mba Parti. Again eat bakwan with cayenne pepper plus warm fresh tea. Saturday afternoon rich gini usually rarely can gather, if not to Semarang, yes spend time alone with Dafi.
"Mas Dafi must have missed being able to meet his wife on weekends" the Mba Party's god.
"Emang ya . very sorry same Mas Dafi, from the eyes of the video call mulu. Later lunch he called again, eh abis isya .. can laugh both at HP" said Mak Imah.
"You are not young" said Mak Nuha.
"But that's not so Mba .. This is really, really, to be ashamed of it" continued Mak Imah.
"What's Mak talking about?" mba Fad Parti kepo.
"Everything I love you ga kelar-kelar, continue to praise his wife very beautiful until talking spoiled so" said Mak Imah.
"Masa Mas Dafi is so Mak? he sometimes sees him spoiled by his wife, but if you talk about ordinary mahja" said Mba Parti.
"Truly .. therefore Qeena, if the phone is in the room anyway, rather than even being embarrassed" suggested Mak Imah.
"Mas was just menggeledek aja, is he really like that joke" replied Qeena.
"Kebayang ga Mak if there are only people who say so, especially if it is just a phone call together" teased Mba Parti.
"It could be that the HP screen is kissed" replied Mak Nuha spontaneously and everyone laughed.
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Ms. Fia who again saw them from the kitchen door suddenly lost balance and almost fell but had time to hold the door. Qeena immediately ran over to Bu Fia.
"Mother's sick?" ask Qeena carefully.
"Older times yes, physical is not as strong as it used to be, plus lack of sleep, so the body hurts all the taste" said Bu Fia.
"Qeena make warm sweet tea first yes" bargained Qeena while helping Bu Fia stand upright.
"Yes.. later please take you to Mother's room" replied Ms. Fia as she rushed into the room.
Qeena was amazed by what Bu Fia said to her. During her time as a daughter-in-law, Bu Fia never discussed herself like that.
Qeena knocked on the door and then entered and placed a cup of hot tea (whose water was freshly cooked) on the table. Ms. Fia was still in the bathroom, when Qeena was about to leave the room, Ms. Fia called out to her.
"Qeena..there's rye bread at home?" mrs Fia asked very politely.
"What flavor do you want to make?" ask Qeena no less polite.
"There's still sarikaya jam you're making, right? Mother wants to try. Bread is not to be burned" Pinta Bu Fia.
"Yes" Qeena replied as she hurried out of the room to prepare some bread.
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When Qeena went back into the room, Ms. Fia was sitting on the bed with tea. Qeena placed two slices of bread that had been smeared with sarikaya jam near Bu Fia.
"Sit here, Mother's talking" said Bu Fia while pointing at her bed.
Slowly Qeena sat down. Ms. Fia took something from the nightstand drawer and handed it to Qeena.
"This is a ring, I bought it for us. I bought three. Make Mother, you and Izma" said Ms. Fia.
"Still .." replied Qeena.
"Mas is a lot more mature now." added Bu Fia looking at a large family photo hanging in front of her bed.
Qeena looked at the photo. Family photos at Dafi's graduation.
"Mas is indeed the firstborn child, will not want to be more mature than his sisters" said Qeena.
"Sorry Mother yes Qeena ... All this time did not open the eyes of Mother's heart for you. I deserve to love you so much. I always praise your kindness... Since Dad left, Mother seemed to be reminded of the memory of you. How Rian who has improved attitude after being close to you, now even want to learn njai and pray because you always invite. Izma, who we so spoiled, can now grow older and not always whine if you ask for something, it's because she sees you" said Bu Fia.
Bu Fia looked at Qeena who was still looking at the family photo.
"Even the naughty and eccentric Dawn, now already a doctor, when it used to be fitting for school, Mas Dafi often faced the teacher BK due to frequent fights in school. And our pride ... Mas Dafi ... Indeed, there was a woman who was proposed, although in the end there was nothing between them. But only this time he told a woman with love, usually just aja if again the story of the woman who used to stop in his heart. He always assumed later can date after marriage, so during the process of introduction do not have to love really. But it turns out to be true also what he always said, now it's hard he's far from you. Our relationship has improved since he got married. It used to be good actually, but he is not the type of person who always asks the news of Mother every day, but since marriage is a concern. I'm not arguing with Mother much anymore. Mas is sweeter than ever, he's like discovering who he really is. You know Qeena, if Mas Dafi always followed our will without being able to choose, anyway Mas now very different.. Mommy believes it's because of you" said Bu Fia.
Qeena just smiled looking at Bu Fia who had already clasped her hands.
"Thank you for being in our family Qeena. Never be sad about your past, now we are ready to share your affection with you" said Bu Fia spread her arms to hug Qeena.
"Thank you too Mother. This family always provides the family warmth that Qeena needs. Indeed, there is a mother who can fill the family love for Qeena, but the family Father Dzul really perfect it. Thank you for accepting Qeena as the daughter-in-law of this house. If there is a shortage, please be reprimanded, Bun.insyaa Allah Qeena will learn from that deficiency" replied Qeena while hugging Bu Fia.
"Sorry Mother yes Qeena ... Mother always has a bad view with you, Mother can not accept the reality that exists. Father is right .you are an extraordinary woman who is present in the middle of our lives to teach us many lessons. Even though you are forged with a lot of flaws, you are still a strong woman" Bu Fia praised.
"Mother is stronger than Qeena .. Qeena should learn a lot from Mother" said Qeena.
"We were both met with the right man Qeena. Mother is in Father's hands and you are in Mas Dafi's hands. Is not God fair? after our Mother is in the wrong hands that cause deep wounds for us, God loves extraordinary things now" continued Bu Fia.
"Yes Bun .." replied Qeena moved.
Because basically the two women are crybaby, so they even cry.
"Let's sleep here with Mommy, we'll talk again. Yes to pay for the time we have been through yesterday" said Bu Fia.
"Yes Bun." replied Qeena
HP Qeena there were several misscalls from Dafi, left behind in the gazebo. Mak Nuha who just remembered there was HP Qeena there directly to the gazebo.
Dafi called Mak Nuha because Qeena didn't answer her phone.
"Where is Mak?" ask Dafi kepo.
"So nolongin Bu Fia continued to make bread, until now he has not left his room. Maybe again talk Mas time" replied Mak Nuha.
"Mother talk about Qeena? really the Mak?" ask Dafi.
"Yes .. was Qeena who helped stand up to Bu Fia cross the balance. Sampe makes sweet tea and bread for Bu Fia" explained Mak Nuha.
Out of curiosity, Dafi called her Mother's HP. Because Bu Fia's HP is being charged, it is not activated.
The Maghrib prayer said, Bu Fia asked for prayer with Qeena. Suddenly Rian went into his mother's room nyariin Qeena.
Rian asked Mak Nuha where Qeena was, he told her that Qeena was in Bu Fia's room.
"Eenaa... God" said Rian.
Rian said Allah means prayer because he knows Allahu Akbar's reading.
"Yes .. Which cloak is the same?" ask Qeena.
Bu Fia got him some cocoa and a holster belonging to Mr. Dzul.
Qeena, who was a priest, was Bu Fia and Rian behind him. This is because Rian can not be a prayer priest, after all he also did not follow the movements of Qeena but as he pleased.
After the prayer, Rian kissed Qeena's hand instead.
"So the son of Sholeh ya Rian" said Bu Fia while rubbing Rian's head.
"Yaaa" replied Rian who immediately opened the koko and sarong and exited the room.
Qeena tidied up the sarong and cocoa and folded it.
"Qeena urucin Mas Rian eat first yes, Mommy wants to eat?" ask Qeena.
"Let's have dinner together. Izma again came out with Damar. Dawn also went home. Yes, we eat rame-rames" replied Ms. Fia.
Everyone was called to dinner together. Everyone looked strangely at the familiar-looking Qeena and Bu Fia.
Mak Nuha gave HP to Qeena. Dafi live video call.
"Assalamualaikum Neng .. O Allah from four o'clock on the phone gaunt" said Dafi.
"Waalaikumsalam .. This has been lifted, what is Mas?" ask Qeena.
"Where is abis?" dafi said.
"Abis Mommy kidnapped, is there a problem?" said Bu Fia who directly took over HP Qeena.
"Mother's HP is also not active" replied Dafi.
"Again charge .. anyways Mother also ga everywhere, do not be that way" said Bu Fia sumringah.
"Are you okay Bun? look so happy" said Dafi.
"Yes i'am." said Ms. Fia.
"Alhamdulillah" answered Dafi happily.
"Later to his wife Mother borrow first tonight, want a pillow talk between two adult women only" said Bu Fia.
"Yes . sorry Bun, Mas can not be there, today just returned earlier maghrib, tomorrow Mas also to the office, still itung-itung .. you see, next week should have a hundred percent of data going into each region, so we really fast. Try next Sunday back, yes, but if Mas can't, Qeena who Mas asked here, Mas missuuu" said Dafi.
"Ehmmmm.. by the way I miss the same wife Mother .. already ah later Mother ngiri" said Bu Fia full of jokes and handed over HP to Qeena.
"Mas ... later called again yes, want to take care of Mas Rian first" said Qeena.