TOAST
* Dusk 277, Continuing
At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Dafi, who had woken up and had a quick shower, looked for Qeena in the production kitchen. It seems that everyone is busy, now it has added up to five employees to help make pudding. Today continuous order pudding in, later on twelve o'clock all orders will be closed for delivery today.
Yesterday I entered the pudding order of about twenty puddings, and this afternoon will begin to be distributed. Today's daylight order will be sent tomorrow. Mr. Shaka who just knew there was a variant of the pudding had been ordered for Monday to Friday as many as fifteen panes per day.
Dafi sat next to Qeena who was busy in front of her laptop to receive orders. Then she rubbed off on Qeena without shame as everyone else in the kitchen.
"What the hell is Mas? heavy right, Qeena again crooked so hard" protested Qeena.
Who sees only smiles just see this husband and wife.
"Mas hungry Neng" Dafi replied in a light tone.
"You're at the dinner table, Qeena is ready. Udah chat is also to Mas" said Qeena still while busy answering the incoming chat.
"Ga wants to eat alone" continued Dafi simple.
"But Mas .. This is again chasing pesenan, so everyone is eating pudding" replied Qeena.
"Continue because of the order, Mas so ga taken care of that?" dafi protest with his cuek.
"It is not so Mas .. please .. can yes. eat yourself first, or Qeena takein later Mas eat here so much nemenin" suggested Qeena.
"Ga wants to" replied Dafi.
Qeena looked at Dafi with a pitiful face, but Dafi remained in her stance.
"The husband takes care of it first. Here there is already a lot of urinals" said Mak Nuha.
"Iya Qeena .. later tonight usually Mas has returned to Serang, when again mengurusin her husband" said Mak Imah.
"Ga Mak. I'm here again. So you have moved the task from Serang" replied Dafi.
"So don't look like bring rich furniture at that time from Semarang Mas?" ask Mak Nuha who even did not know that Dafi was already a task in Jakarta again.
"Kan in Serang was only two months. Simply bring clothes, different if in Semarang it is a bit long and far away, so yes quite a lot is brought" explained Dafi.
"So eat some Mas?" ask Qeena to make sure.
"Let's be it. 'have breakfast passed, almost twelve o'clock, people have eaten twice, Mas just want to eat" replied Dafi.
Qeena left the production kitchen first, Dafi followed behind.
"That's why the child so spoiled anyway" ledek Bu Fia while shaking his head.
"Again pampered" replied Mak Nuha.
"Yes natural, yes, for what is a lot of draining energy and mind, he wants to indulge in his wife" said Bu Fia.
"Mba ., I'd like to ask dong. How does it feel to have a child who helps others so much that he forgets if he also needs help. Yes Mas Dafi, as heavy as his own burden, never complained even that we added the burden of his mind" asked Mak Nuha.
"Alhamdulillah, I think that's a sentence that describes how grateful to have a child like Mas Dafi. A child who does not get a lot of attention from parents because we are divided into focus on work and to his younger siblings. He whom we forced to be independent without our guidance, whom we forced into precociousness, whom we hoped would always make achievements without our love of praise. Now much has changed, has been able to the right spoiled place. Plus Qeenya also understands the same pampering of her husband, so it becomes more and more Mas Dafinya .. hehehe" said Bu Fia.
"Let's start again when we see them making out. Kan Mas Dafi has moved here again. They also thought that deketan always make baper" continued Mak Nuha.
"You're the same as living in a house. The guest room is empty, Rian's room is also empty, if you don't want a room there are two rooms below that are empty. If Mas Dafi's room above mah still likes to be made with Mas and Qeena, make a change of atmosphere if you sleep in another room" said Bu Fia.
"It is also yes .. can faint we see every time there is a sticky just .. hahaha" said Mak Imah.
These three mothers laughed a little.
"Hey . why are the children laughing" said Bu Fia.
Apparently Qeena's employees were neighbors around who were still in college and high school, so laughed because of Dafi's behavior that was far from a Dafi they knew all along.
Dafi in the neighborhood is famous as a quiet person but mature when there are problems of citizens. But in reality when looking directly, Dafi's figure is spoiled type and very dependent on his wife.
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Dafi consulted Kyai Syarif, he gave advice to Dafi, if possible Mak Imah's family could meet directly with Iyus. Forgive each other so that there is no wedge in the future.
Dafi had asked Mak Imah for help to tell her parents to meet Iyus.
"They all refused. Before this also asked the same parents" replied Mak Imah.
Dafi, Qeena and Mak Nuha were silent.
"Kalo Mas Iyus we take it there is not possible because the long journey can be raging, when taken home from the Hospital alone in the car he was angry said Enyak, said Enyak, ask for help try Mah to arrange a meeting. Or am I the one who talks directly to the parents to believe?" tawar Mak Nuha's.
"Nusah Mba ..they have hardened to close everything related to Mas Iyus" replied Mak Imah.
"I'll call first, later if there's time there, then I'll talk directly, can Mak? I explained everything" asked Dafi.
"Ga mau Mas . They do not want to hear the name Mas Iyus again. My mother tried it a few days ago" said Mak Imah.
Qeena seemed to be thinking hard, confused as to how.
"Yes, try tonight Mak Nuha re-contact the parents there, later we think how can we meet between the two sides. Mak's story as it is about the condition of Mr. Iyus, maybe there can be a little mercy" amid Dafi.
"Yes Mas .. Mum will talk again, but no appointment can be met" said Mak Imah.
Mak Nuha and Mak Imah went into the room. Qeena was still sitting next to Dafi. Dafi himself was busy replying to the chat on his HP.
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"Yus .. Why is this so.. Nyak kaga abis. Our descendants no one slanted rich Lu. Please do Yus .. healthy." said Enyaknya Iyus while sitting next to him Iyus who was sitting quietly looking at the full moon.
"Yus .. call Yus .. try Lu to call dah Allah .. times slap.. the sentence is short" suggested Enya Iyus.
Iyus remained silent.
"Yrs .. Nyak ridhoin .. Nyak Maapin is everything you did to Enyak first. Emang Lu mah tambeng. But his name is a bad place. Now penitent dah Yus . mumpung tuh breath is still stuck in the throat" said Enyaknya Iyus.
Iyus turned his body towards Nyak.
"Nyak .. search Qeena .. Iyus wants to see Qeena" Iyus said.
"Lah pan kemaren already said that was Qeena. Want nyari Qeena who is still a baby mah kaga will have Yus .. she is already big now" said Nyak who could not hold back his tears.
"Qeena kasian Nyak. These nights out. Where did Noah go. What if you are bullied by a bad person how is Nyak? Is Iyus looking for them only Mak" continued Iyus seriously.
"Neither .. It wasn't Qeena. It was his wife Mas Dafi, the former family of Bu Fia, his master Iyus. He was even raised by the same family. It's not possible that Qeena is the son of Iyus, very beautiful Nyak" said Iyus.
Like Iyus could only cry hearing Iyus's rant.
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"Pegel ya.." said Dafi who had just entered the room and saw Qeena was massaging her own hands.
"Lumayan" replied Qeena.
Dafi helped massage Qeena's hand.
"Mas .. if tomorrow Qeena goes to her parents' house Mak Can?" ask Qeena.
"Greater?" dafi said.
"What do you mean?" Qeena.
"About meeting you with Mak Imah's family. Why not a story?" dafi said.
"Because it's not important to tell" Qeena replied directly lowered her head.
"What has to be something important that we're talking about? it's a matter of openness" Dafi said.
"Later put the burden on Mas's mind" Qeena said as she spread her head against the pillow.
"Why don't you talk when you're stressed? Why Neng?" dafi said with a disappointed tone.
"Keep Mas want to kill Qeena because of yesterday's miscarriage?" qeena asked with emotions arising.
"Kan Mas said . there was nothing wrong in yesterday's disaster. But why should you take responsibility yourself? Try to be quiet two months, hoping you will open your mouth and be honest with Mas. But what is it? Mas even heard from Mak Imah" said Dafi trying to hold back his emotions.
"That's Qeena's family business" Qeena replied firmly.
"Your family? we have married Neng. There is no longer your family and Mas. who have our family" said Dafi.
"It happened and it's been a long time, right? no need to remember deh Mas" said Qeena who turned her body from Dafi.
"Why did Mas lose the figure of Qeena that Mas knew since childhood? you stress Neng?" dafi asked gently in Qeena's ear.
Qeena was silent, Dafi hugged her from behind.
"Don't be damned all by yourself, now you have Mas. We share the same burden" whispered Dafi again.
"It's just a story about Mas's move to Serang at the initiative of Mas away from us. Was there a lot of thought at the time as well? Did you tell Qeena about the examination of alleged corruption? not right? so we series Mas" replied Qeena.
"We non-selfish husbands think we are stronger in dealing with problems. But at that time the consideration you are pregnant, should be kept away from stress. Yesterday's business was concerned with the law. I have had an examination for eight hours. Try if that Mas tell me all, do you not stress? Honestly, I felt when it was tired of body soul, let alone you. The insult of Mak Imah's family to you is different from what Mas faces. Not to mention you also definitely think about the health condition of Mr. Iyus and the challenge of raising the name Qukis by Qeena that had come down because you did not take care of" continued Dafi.
"Qeena doesn't want to think about it. Now how can Mr. Iyus get an apology from the Mak Imah family. Maybe this is a strange thing for Mr. Iyus. The condition of Mr. Iyus is already rich, Qeena is sincere if he is not strong to face life again" said Qeena.
"I mean after apologizing and forgiving each other with Mak Imah's family, you expect Pak Iyus to die that way?" tanya Dafi assured.
"Rather than inconveniencing Nyai, yes mending so Mas" replied Qeena.
"Astaghfirullah Neng .. eling Neng. age of the person in the hands of God" said Dafi.
"Abis want to do it again Mas. want to live long yes nyusahin Nyai, anyways if healed later even plunge into his world of error again, want to until when the heaps of sin" said Qeena smoothly.
"Astagfirullahadzim. now mending to sleep deh Neng. Do not forget to do a lot of remembrance, let your brain is fresh when you wake up" suggested Dafi who immediately let go of his embrace and choose to sleep with his face covered with bolsters.
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Dafi wakes up at two in the night. Qeena was beside him. He's looking into the bathroom no.
"Where is he? what below? in Mom's room?" ask Dafi yourself.
Then Dafi decided to pray tahajud first then after finishing, he was about to read the Qur'an, opened the window curtains a little to make the atmosphere of the night, it turns out he found a bright production kitchen, the kitchen, which is very bright, usually at night there is only one light.
Out of curiosity, placed the Qur'an then rushed down to the production kitchen to check there, worried about forgetting the lights.
"Neng .. what are the nights here?" ask Dafi startlingly.
Qeena who was stirring the pudding was shocked.
"Mas made a shock, there was no sound of his entry suddenly calling" replied Qeena as she stroked her chest.
Dafi sat down near Qeena.
"Bikin pudding these nights, rich there is no morning" continued Dafi.
"Many orders Mas, this morning already fifteen pans that must be sent, if making the clock as soon as eight or nine o'clock can be delivered to the order" explained Qeena.
"Don't worry, the body also needs rest, not just the mind" Dafi advised.
"Mas .. the name of the pioneer is rich gini, hard work first. Want to grieve and work hard" replied Qeena.
"Again the same sentence, but ga dzolim is also the same yourself. Want to be successful but sickly?" ask Dafi.
"Udahlah.. Qeena knows when to stop and rest, Qeena is not a child anymore" replied Qeena.
"It is precisely because it is not a child that I give advice. If he was a child, Mas must have been carried to the room and told to sleep" continued Dafi.
"Now Mas just sleep, will work, Mas sleepy if staying up late" said Qeena.
Qeena poured the pudding dough into the mold. He put the mold on top of a place filled with water so that there are no ants.
After finishing the fifteen pudding pans, Qeena washed the equipment she had been wearing. Dafi still sat quietly watching Qeena's actions.
After tidying up, Qeena sat down opposite Dafi.
"Mas..this is a dream that must be realized, have your own business so that it can help many people" said Qeena.
Dafi remained silent and watched Qeena's face.
"Now, given Qeena's trust, Qeena will prove that Qukis by Qeena will have a name in a year" said Qeena.
Dafi was silent too. Qeena was confused by herself because Dafi would seem creepy in silence.