
"Miss... This Friday is the last task in Semarang, yes want to ngadain farewell party that, nice to eat out or you cook it here?" ask Dafi when she relaxes after work.
"Eating outside Mas, here the cooking tools are limited. All the mini all the tools, when to make a lot of cooking" replied Qeena.
"Yes .. enjoy it. Oh yeah, what about the doctor's wedding preparations?" ask Dafi.
Qeena had only come Tuesday afternoon to Semarang, so Dafi did not follow the preparation of the wedding of Dawn, only knew from the report of Qeena if he asked.
"Everything is okay, just next week spread the invitation. Uniform clothes have been purchased, so Saturday Sunday Qeena could not come here because he followed the same mother to the sister's house for ngundang" Qeena's story.
"Fix in Ciloto?" ask Dafi.
"Yes fix, Alifa wants to be at home, anyway not much is also the invitation. Her parents' colleagues in Jakarta will be invited to a reception in Jakarta. So yes they will make another reception in Jakarta, EO has taken care of everything, as a wedding gift from his parents Alifa" continued Qeena.
"Alhamdulillah if all goes well. Abis their event, we have to focus again the same activities of each of us. Alhamdulillah accepted to continue college. You have also started the online cake shop. Mas pay attention now use the cake order PO system so it is better to set the time yes. Kaya gini, you can have free time with Mas" said Dafi who fell asleep in Qeena's lap.
Qeena rubbed her head Dafi. Dafi closed her eyes.
"Mas ... Mas ..." call Qeena.
"Apaan heck Neng .. already want maghrib too, later tonight ajalah we menggamarnya" said Dafi.
"What do you want to say? Mas he thought the bed kept" ledek Qeena.
"Keep talking about what?" ask Dafi.
"Chef Ale nawarin became a star of healthy noodle ads together, the offer is quite good. In terms of money and experience" Qeena replied.
"Mas deliberately list college in Indonesia because Mas know you still need guidance in the future. Friends Mas even take office scholarships yes abroad. Besides, I can't be far from my family. I've told you many times about our big plans for the next three years. We want to have children, you have stable business even can make a cake shop and have employees. Mas can also manage time better between work, college and family because it is in one roof with the family. Now if you become an advertising star, at least a year will be busy participating in marketing products and so on. Inget would fit so BA Chef Ale course? that's already taken the time, especially in the class of healthy noodles that already have a name, can abis time you make them. You have to build your dream Neng .. not necessarily a year to come buyers are still loyal to become customers Qukis by Qeena. There will be new cake shops popping up, there will be talented people in the culinary field who may be far above your abilities. Now you want to destroy the step you have built? will you wake up in a year from the beginning? sure you can be rich now?" papar Dafi's.
Qeena.
"Don't because of your money offer be a glare. Remember you are Mas's wife, not the main breadwinner in the family. So it doesn't have to be so this is it. Simply live your dream with the support of a hundred percent. If you become an advertising star, ready to plunge into the world of entertainment where you will not have privacy again? it is not possible that your past will be exploited. Not to mention if there are people who hate you, you can be dropped. Ready to get rich?" ask Dafi firmly.
Qeena was still silent even now looking down.
"Why do you dream of people? yes .. by marketing a product, it means you are building someone else's dream, the dream of a healthy noodle owner. When did your dream come true? but now you are on the right track, have met the right market. Why is it not played? Failing is a second affair, the most important thing is that you get a lesson from each step. His name is a business person who wants to profit, but see entrepreneurs who are now successful .. are they as big as now if not through the ups and downs of the business world? Start the effort must be patient, there is nothing big if it does not start small. Unless you are a child conglomerate that is not twisted, want to open anything there is capital and strong links. Wake up Neng . " said Dafi again.
Dafi got up from his sleep and sat down next to Qeena.
"Please love you Neng. That's why I want to see you in the position you want" Dafi said as he rubbed Qeena's head and hugged her.
"Neng .. do you feel that Chef Ale has the same heart as you?" ask Dafi slowly.
"Ngga ..we are usually rich students and teachers" replied Qeena who was still in the arms of Dafi.
"The world is loud Neng .. don't be too innocent and don't be too ambitious. You do not know many characters, not all good people rich you. Mas met his wife Chef Ale" said Dafi.
"When?" ask Qeena.
Dafi told me about his meeting with Ulay and what they were talking about.
"Mas didn't tell you because you wanted to show Mba Ikha if you were a good woman and Mas was responsible for all your actions" said Dafi.
"I'm sorry Mas" said Qeena regretfully.
"Udahlah .. make all the lessons for your life in the future. So .. don't get close to Chef Ale just yet, not because Mas is jealous, but his wife is overprotective" Dafi suggested.
"Yes natural times Mas .. Chef Ale is handsome, rich, successful, good and more out of the house than a family gathering. Yes, the name of the woman would want to make sure everything is okay. Men can not be given full trust, there is a period of attraction" replied Qeena.
"Wahhh .. see who her husband was" bela Dafi.
"Sama aja Mas . kan Mas was still in touch with Mba Zahwa on the grounds of helping him move on. Atuh how to move on if Mas continues to be in front of him and close in his chat" said Qeena sharp so as to make Dafi replacean silent.
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Apparently since the incident Qeena borrowed money to Chef Ale, Chef Ale and Ulay's household has often been stained with tension due to Ulay's excessive suspicions. Maybe the baby blues too.
As of now, they have separated rooms for three days. Ulay slept with both of his children and Chef Ale slept alone in the guest room.
Chef Ale, who had the initiative to open a conversation, approached Ulay who was breastfeeding the baby.
"Darling. .. Why the hell is it that we are rich in gini?" ask Chef Ale.
"Just think to yourself, there is no smoke if there is no fire Mas" said Ulay.
"Which question Qeena is not already Mas clear, Dafi also already clear to you? I was just fascinated for a moment. Khilaf. But Mas doesn't mess with him" said Chef Ale.
"Acharmed? because she is beautiful, young and has the same passion rich? Mas .. don't play crazy, our marriage is the result of a heavy struggle, Mas want to be destroyed? see the children Mas .. do we have the heart to destroy their future just for our personal pleasure?" ulay.
"Yes not .. I love you all" said Chef Ale.
"Still want my past soul out again? Mas .. tuh people if already insyaf yes already insyaf aja .. no need to go back into the same hole" said Ulay.
"Ga my dear ... I just went into your hole .. hehehe" joked Ale.
"Ga funny yes .. Our discussion is about allusion. Why is porn his mind" continued Ulay.
"Udah dong dear .. we are peaceful yes .. Mas can't be questioned with you" wooed Chef Ale while hugging Ulay from behind.
"Do not be friendly, again nyuin his son" said Ulay.
"Mas would love to love .. " whispered Chef Ale.
"Ga no want and yes . now Mas just sleep in the next room. Ikha wants to sleep" replied Ulay.
"Masa Mas sleep alone again, Mas here yes, this mattress is big, enough for the four of us rich usually" continued Chef Ale.
"Amora was sleeping badly, she was relieved to be able to kick her sister" said Ulay.
"Quiet .. Amora later Mas hug aja, so can not move here and there . important Mas go to sleep with you guys yes" pinta Chef Ale memelas.
Amora woke up from her sleep.
"Papaaa .. " call Amora while crying.
"Cup .. cup .. cup .. dear .. why cry for Papa's beautiful child" Chef Ale said as he approached Amora.
"Who where are you? Amora kangen bobo with Papa" said Amora.
"Papa no kok .. now Amora bobo yes, we hug to believe that Papa is always there with you" said Chef Ale while kissing Amora's forehead.
Amora sleeps in her Papa's arms. Ulay only saw the two sleeping.
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Qeena helped to tidy up Dafi's documents at the office, after a new lunch she replied to the chat and messages that went into her social media. He has announced that he will close the order for two weeks because he wants to take care of Dafi's move to Jakarta and the preparation for Fajar's wedding.
Apparently medsos Qukis by Qeena is already famous for its gluten free pastries. The effects of participating in the health bazaar are very bad for his business Qeena.
#Admin .. please don't close dong for two weeks, my son is already going to finish#
#Min .. don't take long off dong. Bolu his position is awaited by the family for the event, please response#
Some chats are almost like everything, expecting to open PO soon again. Finally Qeena decided to live in his social media, this is the first time he did this, before he had used a mask first so that his face was not recognized by the My Qeena.
"Lazy answer one by one?" ledek Dafi's.
"Yes ... has been announced as a holiday even though" replied Qeena while preparing her HP.
"Assalamualaikum My Qeena . I'm sorry to close for a long time. I can't produce because it's out of town. Pray soon to be able to employees of the production section yes in order to meet all My Qeena orders" said Qeena as a prefix.
Dafi only took a quick glance from his desk.
# When does open PO make lemon cake gluten free? outside Jabodetabek can? #
"Can't open PO yet until next week, I'm sorry. For outside Jabodetabek can be with a limited area, usually near major cities such as the city center of the entire island of Java and Sumatra. Depending on the address but yes, there is a service tomorrow until, the range is still under fifty thousand kok pongkirnya" replied Qeena.
# No offline store yet, Min?#
"There is no .. pray it soon yes" replied Qeena.
# Isn't there any stock at all? maybe it can be offered #
"There is a cake but limited stock yes, later I list the stock first, I keep sharing in this social media, who quickly he can" promised Qeena.
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Qeena contacted Mak Nuha to see the stock of pastries that could be sold.
Qeena uploaded some ready products, it happened that he had production yesterday to be given to relatives who will attend the recitation and flush before the wedding of Dawn, but eventually sold because many are nyari. Qeena sell is also limited in number and one buyer should only buy a maximum of three varieties of pastries because it is very limited in number and to be fair in distribution.
Offered are Tapioca Qukis (made from tapioca flour, cocoa powder, melted cocoa butter, chicken eggs, brown sugar and almond toppings), Cashew Qukis (made from almond flour, which is made from almond flour, cassava flour, sago flour, coconut sugar, coconut cooking oil and refined salt) as well as gluten free ketapang seeds (made from almond flour, palm sugar, chicken eggs, organic raw cacao butter, etc, grated coconut, himalayan salt). In total there were sixty jars and they ran out within five minutes. So the order system is accompanied by the destination address, continue to be given a recap including postage, direct transfer to the Qeena account.
After checking all transactions, Qeena tidied up the order records, both order variants and destination addresses.
Mak Nuha and Mak Imah have been used to help packing, so they are used to packing pastries by being coated with bubble wrap and then put into cardboard.
Qeena typed the send addresses one by one, already set the format. Then he sent it to Izma in PDF form and asked Izma to print.
After the address paper was printed, Izma handed it to Mak Nuha to be affixed to the order.
If the goods are ready to send, then Qeena will order via the courier application as usual.
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"Qeena is there, the cake for watering parcels is even sold" said Mak Nuha.
"Maybe many who nyari, did he say two weeks off" said Mak Imah.
"Ntar was confused to make a change" said Mak Nuha.
"He must have considered doing it instead. We follow what he asks. Who bothers him later also .. hehehe" said Mak Imah.
"Yes, he likes to have his thoughts" Mak Nuha continued.
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Qeena headed for the canteen because the hot air made her want to buy some juice.
Zahwa came to Dafi's office to say goodbye because he wanted to go back to Full River. Dafi received Zahwa in the common living room, a glassy room that could be seen by the crowd.
"Za.." muttered Dafi.
"Mas who from the beginning of his presence, never demanded anything other than Za's happiness. From the self Mas is Za learned that someone must love himself first, before loving others" explained Zahwa who made Dafi breathe heavily.
"You know you made a mistake, you didn't mean to hurt your heart. Now caci Mas all you want as long as you are relieved. But after that, we promise to both accept. Berat Za forgot our plan at first, but since Mas married Qeena, everything disappeared" said Dafi.
Next they talked more casually, even several times seen laughing together. When it was liquid, Zahwa took out the cake he brought for Dafi.
"Today should be our happy day Mas, maybe Mas forgot the anniversary date when first Mas said to want to be serious with Za. Congratulations to my partner, who made Za a better person. Za is grateful that God has brought us together, may all of Mas's dreams be realized, because Za knows.. I deserve it" said Zahwa, feeding pieces of cake to Dafi. At first Dafi refused but Zahwa insisted.
"Thank you." said Dafi.
"The success of the study, later if Za married, came to Sungai Penuh with Qeena" Zahwa said while darkening the tip of Dafi's lips affected by creamcheese cake.
"Assalamualaikum.." said Qeena who had been standing in front of the living room door while carrying two cups of juice.
Even Qeena had been there since Zahwa had fed Dafi.
"Waalaikumussalam." replied Dafi and Zahwa simultaneously while looking at the source of the voice.
Zahwa approached Qeena for a shake and a cipika cipiki.
"Come in here Neng .. Zahwa wants to go back to Full River" Dafi took with him while holding Qeena's hand.
All three sit on the bench.
"The more beautiful is Qeena" said Zahwa
"Hi Mba, long time no see" replied Qeena with her sweetest smile.
"You want a surprise for your husband? come to the office" Zahwa teased.
"The plan is so, but it turns out there is already a surprise first, so no surprise again Mas presence Qeena?" said Qeena while looking at Dafi sitting next to her.
Dafi could only smile wryly. The length of his business if he answered.
"Qeena. kanya we find foods that immediately aja yuk, pempek spicy sour delicious times yes. While chatting, please understand this one Father is busy" Zahwa asked.
"A very interesting offer .. in my mainstay partner is a very busy official, so a meal should be bribed. There must be no time to sit back, eat alone and have a long conversation" Qeena replied in a jealous tone.
"Flew partner?" dafi asked confusedly.
"Yes .a many rely on Mas as a partner .either a life partner or a work partner" continued Qeena.
"I say yes, sometime if there is a chance we have to talk again" said Zahwa who was not comfortable hearing the insinuations from Qeena.
After Zahwa left.
"Come back to Mas's room" Dafi took with her as she grabbed Qeena's hand.
"Reviews are all kinds" whispered Qeena.
"Cewe tuh if already jealous of my goodness . pantes first Mba Ikha also sangar rich gini" ledek Dafi.
Dafi passed by her secretary's desk and asked her to hand out cakes in the living room to other employees
Zahwa had sent a message to Dafi (Zahwa used a new HP number because the old number was blocked with Dafi), asking if there was a commotion between Dafi and Qeena. Dafi answered everything well.
This is the plus point of Qeena, perhaps because of forged circumstances and stories from Mak Nuha, she learned. He was quick to respond if not lose the same as the ex who was considerate of the husband even though he was jealous, but he put aside the feeling first. So Dafi was comfortable talking to Qeena in her study.