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Eleven o'clock at night, Dafi had just returned home. He told Qeena to go to bed first, no need to wait for him to come home.
Still feeling tired, Qeena had gone to bed after praying and woke up when Dafi entered the room. Dafi has always brought his own keys, so it's not a hassle to go home late at night.
"Assalamualaikum .." greet Dafi as he puts his bag on the table.
"Waalaikumsalam ." replied Qeena who immediately got up and kissed Dafi's hand.
Dafi sat on the sofa of her room.
"You want to drink Mas?" ask Qeena.
"Warm white water is fine" Dafi replied as he unbuttoned his shirt.
Qeena took the drinking water in the dispenser then put it on the table. Qeena sat down next to Dafi and spread her head over Dafi's shoulder.
"Mas... you know why if it's already hours Mas returned home from work then he did not wait to meet?" open Qeena.
"Emang why?" asked Dafi who was still sitting casually drying her body from sweat.
"Soalnya Neng can't wait to say I Love you" said Qeena with a smile.
Dafi scrunched his forehead and held onto Qeena's forehead.
"Ih Mas even that, invited romantic even confused" protested Qeena while getting rid of Dafi's hand.
"Well you never romantic, so yes Mas confused if you say this, kirain you again hot high continue to slay, so Mas worried until hold your forehead" said Dafi.
"Yes that... Qeena sleeps .. Mas stiff, rich kanebo dry, can not be invited to joke" replied Qeena rada disappointed continue to climb up to his bed.
Dafi rushed to the bathroom without even reacting to hold Qeena back.
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The next morning Qeena was busy preparing breakfast, she had made fried rice for all the children in the production kitchen at breakfast.
Dafi sat down at the dinner table, enjoying her bitter cup of coffee.
"Would you like a clipped egg what an omelet?" tawar Qeena's.
"What ajadah, both eggs" Dafi replied while looking at his HP.
Mak Nuha and Mak Imah looked at each other, they saw the richness of Dafi very cold this morning to everyone.
Dafi was still busy eating with his HP, not paying attention to the people around him.
"Mas .. the car is hot, do I want to bring it into the car?" ask Mas Anto.
"Please my laptop, taro on the front bench only yes" replied Dafi.
"Is there any more?" ask Mas Anto.
"Ga is there, thank you" replied Dafi.
"Let's have breakfast Mas Anto.. Qeena has made a lot of fried rice" Mak Imah bargained.
"Yes Mak .. again the responsibility of the page, just a little more" replied Mas Anto.
Qeena sat next to Dafi, putting water and vitamins for Dafi.
"In the kitchen, what food can you bring?" ask Dafi.
"There is pudding, want to be displayed later in the store, there is a pastry as well, yesterday the production is more for stock. Just as rich is wheat bread" said Qeena.
"Wrap over there, I'll take it" Pinta Dafi.
"Where are you going?" ask Qeena.
"There was a dinner together, I forgot to talk to you. So bring it as you can" said Dafi.
"Do you want to be masakin, will be sent with ojol?" ask Qeena.
"Go on, it's complicated. All of you leave, bring the existing ones" replied Dafi.
Qeena tidied up the cake that Dafi asked for, put the pudding in a jar into a box. Wheat bread and other bread are also made into one. The pastry was brought five jars with different variants.
After that put in the same car Mas Anto. Dafi is ready to go. Qeena approached Dafi to shake hands.
Dafi took out her wallet.
"How much of it?" ask Dafi.
"What Mas?" said Qeena.
"It's cake and pudding" replied Dafi.
"Go ahead, take it. Thank God yesterday there was an advantage" said Qeena.
Dafi issued one hundred thousand rupiah notes, given to Qeena as many as five pieces.
"You've said you don't have to" said Qeena.
"Mas walk first" said Dafi with his accent.
Qeena hurriedly kissed Dafi's hand. Dafi replied by peeping Qeena's forehead and hurriedly got into the car.
Dafi was not as usual, she was very cold since she came home last night.
"Is Mas Dafi still angry? call me later if you're in the office" murmured Qeena.
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Anyone who sees can cry alone. It would be nice to call Mak Nuha, but it is not good to involve people who have nothing to do with Iyus. Want to call Qeena was not able to, because Dafi has mengultimatum everyone to not contact Qeena directly, all must be permission to Dafi first to call Qeena.
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"Sir Danish .. there are guests" his secretary said.
"Get in, I'm not too busy anymore" replied Dafi.
Two minutes later, Dafi's secretary brought guests into the living room right next to Dafi's room, just blocked by a glass wall. Dafi watched carefully the guests who came, then Dafi followed into the room.
Dafi had a serious conversation with a lawyer.
"Sir Danish is sure to split up?" ask the lawyer to convince Dafi.
"Yes sir .. I am very sure, this is the best path for both of us" Dafi replied firmly.
"Sorry Mr. Danish, if I think it is very unfortunate with this decision, whether it should not be mediation first, I am ready to be the mediator" bargained the lawyer.
"It's final decision sir. May this be the best path for both of us" Dafi said.
"The consequences are all divided in two, sir, because there is no agreement ahead if something like this happens, the division problem has no rules, so it is likely to be divided in two. Though you could say almost all assets have Mr. Danish" said the lawyer.
"Yes sir, continue. The point is I don't want to be dizzy with the court call, so you just set it up" said Dafi.
"Okay sir, I need your signature as a power of attorney to represent you" said the lawyer.
Dafi seemed confident of all his decisions, signed by the documents on the stamp he had read this morning.
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#Mas .. later go home from work directly tenggo yes, until home do not go last night, Qeena cook soto, we have dinner together#.
Chat from Qeena was not as interesting as before, put his HP on the table.
There's no more chat coming in, from Rida.
#Assalamualaikum .. if I can call Qeena, I want to work again in the cake shop, now I have not worked again#.
Just read it with Dafi, not reply.
The door of the study was knocked on by his secretary.
"Sir .. has been waiting for another colleague for lunch. Have you prayed Dzuhur?" ask Dafi's secretary.
"Udah .. in five minutes I will join" replied Qeena.
"Sir .. sorry in advance, are you sick? he seemed to be unwell" his secretary Dafi said.
"Cape, I plan to overtime again, you go home as usual, the documents I want to check please put on the table yes" Pinta Dafi.
"Well sir" replied his Secretary Dafi.
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Lunch this time is normal, usually Dafi will be enthusiastic when together with other employees. But this time it feels lazy to enjoy the atmosphere.
"Sir Danish .. This is by Ms. Qeena no one failed. Back then the coin medsos make an order and ask questions ... beuh the price is higher than the market price, but the premium quality has anyway, reasonable price so much" said one employee.
"Ga know I have a price problem, maybe the production cost is already big times so the price also wants to be higher" replied Dafi.
"This testimonial fix rich among the top customers yes sir ... The cakes are more for people with special needs, for people with diet programs and many restrictions are the same for people with a healthy lifestyle" said the employee.
"Sir Danish delicious, every day served rich gini tempting pastries" another joked.
"I rarely eat rich like this, at best I want to. I often smell the aroma, so I don't even want to eat" replied Dafi.
"Pak Danish mah double profit .. already his wife is smart to make cakes and cook, plus her beauty is very maximal. A week ago saw Bu Qeena again to the bookstore, geez, beautiful, fashionable appearance, not look rich women who are already married. I'm single people will believe. Where can the rich model be, sir? if there is one I want to dong one" said the new boy in his division Dafi.
"Do you know my wife? you have never met him" said Dafi.
"And I went with his secretary, Father, so he knew Bu Qeena. We talked, very friendly people. Don't you worry that his wife is going alone sir?" ask the new kid.
"Ga never went alone, must be the same family. Besides, already trust each other, want to say the weird, wong we are already committed to marriage" replied Dafi.
"Sir . I'm sorry to ask, which I know, if you decide to marry young. Are you equally ego, sir? plus the wife is also young, there are still many of these desires, what is not the cause of the commotion, sir? I also want a young marriage. People said stay away from adultery, so it needs enlightenment from Mr. Danish" asked one of his colleagues Dafi.
"It is not my capacity to provide information about marriage at a young age. But based on experience, I can share a little. The first is intention, we must straighten and ensure intention for worship.
Not just because of biological needs and needs. Next to science, at least each must know what kind of family concept. Know the rights and duties of each party. Another thing to think about is income. As a man, it is mandatory to be responsible for supporting the inner birth of our wives. It does not have to be mandatory established yes, but enough for the future. Continued maturity and maturity is the thing that is no less important. These two things can not be obtained instantly, requiring a continuous process and learning and istiqomah. There is no harm in knowing each other before marriage.
For that, it takes the period of ta'aruf or introduction, so that each can know and understand the character. This period is very important and of course it must run naturally, not full of stiffness and image that is fine. Everything must be understood together and interpreted together so that nothing unwanted happens when married" said Dafi.
"This is . if you have a good leader if you share. Mah fit to be a motivator" praise others.
"Entar I won Mario Teduh dong" joked Dafi.
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Dafi was at home almost eleven in the evening. Slowly he opened the fence and the door of the house so that the house people did not wake up.
Qeena had fallen asleep, she usually heard that Dafi was coming home, but this time she didn't listen at all. Dafi also took a bath in the bathroom below, he took a change of clothes from a pile of clothes that had not been ironed with Qeena. After a quick break, he went into his room.
Dafi looked at Qeena's innocent face, sleeping very well, as if there were no burdens in his life.
"Why are you so busy making others happy? Sacrificing time, feelings and energy even whatever you have. Though Neng .. see the smile on your face also carve a smile on Mas's face. All have tried Mas lakanin, for you Neng .. yes for you .. women who become one of the meaningful parts in the journey of life Mas. Even Mas is willing to cut happiness to see you happy. Neng ... No matter how much or how much you sacrifice, it will end up being a smile of happiness. Why now you are a person who precisely does not know and actually tends to be annoying. Realize Neng, happiness is not only measured using money, although in achieving happiness we need money. Neng .. Mas know you were raised by Mak Nuha alone, which does not give much view of life as a provision when you grow up. But since we got married, I always try to guide you. What is it that cannot guide you? Is he too soft to face you? You are a good person Neng . so take off your false mask, do not pretend to be happy when the heart is languishing. Why don't you share the burden with me again? does it mean enough to you?" dafi said in his heart.