TOAST
* Slice 286, Step Mak Imah
"Mas .. there are guests" said Qeena, awakening Dafi who returned to sleep after the morning prayers.
"Who is this early morning guest? that's a guest going to have breakfast, huh?" said Dafi lazily so clay the clock on the wall showed six hours past forty-five minutes.
"Let's get up.." said Qeena again as she rubbed Dafi's head.
"Too rubbed like this even make another wake up Neng" joked Dafi.
"You don't have to laugh. The visitor's kasian was waiting" pinta Qeena.
"Who the hell? Pa RT doing their job? or is someone willing to borrow money?" ask Dafi.
"Mas Dion" Qeena replied as she tidied up the bed.
"Yeilahhh, the guest is not important, early in the morning" said Dafi rada lazily.
"Find me first, who knows he has a tempting offer for Mas" said Qeena.
Dafi washed his face first to look fresh, then he went down the stairs and met Dion on the porch of the house. Qeena had not let her in because Dafi was still sleeping.
"Just go inside, it's not good outside of the conversation" Dafi asked.
Both of them walked up and sat in the living room chair.
"Well what kind of tea is coffee?" ask Dafi.
"So much" Dion replied.
"Neng .. please make two coffees yes, have Dion not much sugar and do not need to stir" said Dafi.
Dion was most amazed with this upperclassman, always understood the same habits of everyone close to him.
"What's coming early in the morning? what's it going to do?" ask Dafi with his cue.
"Yesterday I received a subpoena to answer what Mas asked before filing to the authorities" Dion opened.
"Continue compiling my answers? it was as one of my peaceful efforts" Dafi said.
"But why not from the law firm of Pak Pramudya yes Mas? isn't he the legal authority of Mas Dafi?" ask Dion.
"What is the question that I answered?" ask Dafi.
Dion was silent, Qeena served hot coffee to Dafi and Dion, she also put the sponge cake that had been cut as a snack.
"I broke up my marriage because of this problem" Dion said sadly.
"Because the future-in-law finally knows how you're doing, huh?" ask Dafi.
"Kok Mas tau? this problem has not yet been rolled. My parents didn't know it yet" Dion said in surprise.
"And your future in-law is Mr. Pramudya, so surely you know his future daughter-in-law" Dafi replied with a smile.
"Mas tau kalo.." said Dion hanging.
"I knew before Mr. Pramudya became my lawyer. Before my subpoena to you, I have decided on a contract with Mr. Pramudya to be my legal representative. Maybe this is a case of how much it's worth, but having a criminal record definitely makes a prospective in-law keles right?" sahut Dafi triumphantly.
"I'm sorry Mas .. I'm a khilaf" Dion replied.
"Humans are the place to be. All I ask is honesty. We are not a two-year partnership. Recognize it long. If you don't feel fair in the division of profits, why don't we sit down together to discuss it again. I know I don't focus anymore, but my income benefits for disadvantaged brothers. Where do I get my money from there. I know what my salary is, plus I also have a family. That simple is exactly what I asked for" Dafi said.
"I darken the eyes of Mas, yes because close to his daughter Mr. Pramudya, my lifestyle must be able to compensate. I forgot our original intentions" Dion said.
"Now feel yes if you follow the lifestyle there will be no kelarnya. Perhaps God rebukes love also with the cancellation of marriage, so as not to establish a toxic relationship. Wake up bro .. Where did the old Dion go" said Dafi.
"Yes Mas . I realize now" said Dion began to feel regret.
"So .. How now?" ask Dafi without saying anything.
"I came to offer a new agreement for us" said Dion.
"Directly .. what percentage of you want to love me to break away from the ownership of the tutoring place?" shoot Dafi.
"Mas fifty-five .. I am forty-five" replied Dion.
"Sixty percent deal .. no lawsuits, all so yours if you've paid my share. No need to change the name because the brand is strong. And more importantly, I will help you talk to Mr. Pramudya so that you can marry his son. With a note that you already love very stuck with his son Pak Pramudya" bargained Dafi.
"Too many mas if the division is that" said Dion.
"Now ask how much for you to lift your foot from the tutoring place? who knows, I'm the sole owner. I can pay a professional to manage the place" the more Dafi showed his fees.
"I thought about it first" said Dion.
"Why should you be greedy? Has not enough of our friendship given you so much benefit? Sorry ... don't forget if you have tuition fees from that place. Try to look at the faces of other parents and families . if you know you provide them in a way that is not good, maybe they will be angry. Do not cape nyari halal fortune, must be bland because of corruption. Very much you" continued Dafi.
"I say goodbye first Mas, I will be informed" replied Dion Rada bumbling.
"Abisin used to be his coffee, baby it's already made. No need to come home. You just send a chat to me. I want to give my wife peace. So I don't want to involve him. By listening to our conversation, want to not want him to be thinking. One more .. Never involve him in our problems" said Dafi firmly.
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Bu Fia is neat, dress up simple, wear a t-shirt and navy leather pants. Alifa did not want to come because Kalila was still diarrhea.
With the look of a sumringah face and a happy heart because he wanted to be invited to go with Dafi, Bu Fia went straight into Dafi's house.
"Astaghfirullah's..... Mas... Qeena .. forgive Mother the same you two" cried Bu Fia who surprised this couple.
It turns out that Dafi again hugged Qeena from behind, whereas Qeena again washed the dishes, initially Qeena emang rada was disturbed by the same treatment of Dafi, Dafi, but eventually the two dissolve into a naughty game and end up with a rather hot, water-hot kiss to make coffee.
Both ended their "hot kisses.
"It's customary for the hot scene why aren't the doors ever locked?" omel Bu Fia's.
"For Bun... Demiii" replied Dafi.
"For what?" ask Ms. Fia.
"For the sake of having another child, to strengthen our love both. Kan wife is the place Mas nyari fun plus tranquility" said Dafi casually.
"What about minors?" ask Ms. Fia.
Dafi and Qeena spontaneously dyed.
"Why confused?" ask Ms. Fia.
"Kalila" said Bu Fia.
"Yes Allah... Kalila where understands Bun. all she knows is her mother's ASI doang .. hehehe" said Dafi while shaking his head.
"Review yes later in the Mall hugging, Mother pinch anyway" said Bu Fia.
"The rich abege dating continues to go with his mother to the Mall .many rules" said Dafi.
"Yes, take a shower" said Ms. Fia.
"Before dawn also have a bath Bun, most just wash your face just keep changing clothes" replied Dafi.
"Qeena.. Have you taken a shower?" ask Ms. Fia.
"Udah Bun .. This is again free first, right Mas abis breakfast. We're on ten, right, Bun?" qeena.
"Jam nine is the way" replied Bu Fia.
"Mall is also still empty at that hour, after all Mall is only half an hour away" said Dafi as he climbed the stairs to his room.
"Where are you going to the mall?" ask Ms. Fia.
"Aren't they just house-drawn?" Dafi asked back.
"None .. Mommy wants to go to AIUEO Mall in Tangsel" replied Bu Fia.
"Much a Bun" said Dafi.
"There are all there is, including Japanese-style food that Mother likes" said Bu Fia.
"In Jaksel there are also similar malls" said Dafi.
"Kata Mas freely choose" protested Bu Fia.
"All you go to the Mall in Yogyakarta or in Surabaya whose Mall is lined up long?" challenge Dafi.
"Emang Mas want antherin?" said Bu Fia.
"What the hell didn't make my Queen" dreaded Dafi as she entered the room.
Qeena has made her move. He took a shirt from the ironing room and went into the bathroom to take another bath because of the smell of sweat.
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"So Mommy saw a guest, who is Mas?" said Bu Fia kepo.
"Dion" replied Dafi.
"Which ion?" ask Bu Fia again.
"The cooperation place les. I know you" replied Dafi.
"Oh yeah Qeena... Production tomorrow?" said Ms. Fia.
"Tomorrow no Bun, Qeena will open courses for mothers around the house. The cheap ones. Make the same button as the pudding" explained Qeena.
"Oh so .. are many coming?" said Bu Fia.
"Qeena limitin five Bun first, fearing most even confused later attention" said Qeena.
"You are really looking for the money, the cake order is quiet, you open the course" said Bu Fia.
"Well that's Bun why Mas agreed to marry him, a hardworking woman who is not prestigious. The matter is simple .. It is better to have a little more than nothing" said Dafi, pinching Qeena's cheek with his anxiety.
"Start deh .. you again drive loh Mas .. focus on the road, do not ogleh his wife continues" remembered Bu Fia.
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A week after the wedding of his nephew Mak Imah, Mak Imah's turn will be betrothed. Dafi and Qeena were asked to come with Mak Imah (he asked his parents for requirements, would accept a proposal if Qeena was present, Dafi did not want the incident of rejection of Qeena repeated, repeated, I don't want him to come along).
Qeena and Dafi sat on the bench in the courtyard of the house, and did not enter into a gathering with his family Mak Imah.
The family group who wanted to propose to Mak Imah entered the house of his parents Mak Imah. Although it is very mature, Mak Imah's face is very beautiful, especially well done by salon people.
Dafi seemed to follow the event casually, different from Qeena who was very uncomfortable. It is the neighbor's speech that creates the discomfort.
"Imah emang fate so actor times, ga used to not now, so the second mulu" said neighbors.
"But this one is mah tajir, kaga rich that used to be, it's ugly .. don't have any more money" said another neighbor.
The family friendly event continued with lunch together. The future father, Qeena, approached Dafi and shook hands warmly.
"This is Mas Dafi .. His son Mas Dzul" said a man his father's age.
"Yes sir .. long time no see" said Dafi no less friendly.
"Still brother? who is it?" ask the Star.
"I'm Mak Imah, this is her daughter .. Qeena" knows Dafi.
"Kok kok ga inside, kok Imah ga say if there is a child present" said Mr. Bintang.
"My wife is from earlier again nauseam sir, rather than later inside can interfere with the event, so yes it's better here alone, a lot of air so fresh" the reason Dafi was forced to lie because he did not want the assessment of Mak Imah's family to be ugly.
"Again fill?" ask the Star.
"Dido will" replied Dafi.
"Where is Mas Dzul, the last time I met Mas Dafi was just in college" said Mr. Bintang.
"Dad has not been there sir, more than a year" replied Dafi.
"Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun. Because I again focus on the area of Bali and Nusa Tenggara, ngerjain project there" said Pak Bintang.
"Father sir ." replied Dafi.
"This is her son, so beautiful yes .. Mas emang pinter nih looking for a partner" praised Pak Bintang.
"Qeena .. This Mr. Bintang was my partner if there was a project in the ministry. Mas used to meet when fitting Daddy to the project. Who would have thought now to be my father-in-law yes" said Dafi.
Qeena was already smiling, there were no words she could say because she was disappointed with Mak Imah's choice. Not that she forbade Mak Imah to marry again. But Qeena did not want Mak Imah to fall into the same hole after marrying Pak Bintang.