TOAST
* Slice 35, Frying story

Tonight Dafi was thinking the same spontaneous speech Rian. Dafi knows enough that what Rian is talking about is not something that is a lie, but a reality. But to pry it further is not possible because of the limitations of memory and speech Rian.

Dafi saw clearly that her bodies Mak Nuha and Qeena were thinner than when they met two years ago, even though Mother and Son had clean skin, but it looks dry due to malnutrition. Qeena's face is beautiful, but fresh does tend to be old compared to her age.

Iyus was on standby early in the morning to pick up Ms. Fia, there was a meeting this morning at a company. The road is a bit jammed because there was an accident on the highway. Ms. Fia called her client if she was stuck in traffic because of an accident.

"Related Bu Fia, I look for a way through, which is important until Ceger East Jakarta right? It's still behind Taman Mini, a lot of roads that I have memorized" said Iyus convinced.

"Whatever, the important thing is that I have been waiting for the client in 30 minutes" said Bu Fia began to calm down.

"Rileks Bu. .. If Bu Fia panic, our brain will record panic and the whole body will receive panic orders, as a result can not think clearly and the body becomes painful" Iyus said.

"It's okay with you, too. Not an ordinary driver" praised Bu Fia amazed.

"Yes, I am a college boy who broke up in the middle of the street" said Iyus lying.

The meeting went well in time. As a thank you, Ms. Fia invited Iyus to lunch at a fast food restaurant. They sit outside, open area, Jakarta air is not hot so it is good to sit breathing air outside.

"It turns out pinter is also yes Mas Yus this" praised Bu Fia while enjoying the burger.

"Ga also ma'am, if I pinter must have been a lecturer .. hehehe" replied Iyus.

"Udah almost a month so my driver yes, but just know if only this time I can quickly get along with the driver. My domestic assistants have nothing that I have talked to rich gini" said Bu Fia again.

"I used to be the driver of Managers and Big Bosses Ms. ., so often see them overcome panic and handle the situation anyway" answer Iyus began to spread poison charm so that the interlocutor is comfortable talking to him.

"Oh so .. kaya Mas Iyus is already a lot of life experience yes. By the way Yus is married yet?" ask Ms. Fia.

"Already Ma'am, but my fate is left mulu same wife. The first one even took away my son fitting deserted house, my parents just do not know when he went. There's no crap. If the second was taken away another man, my wife was very beautiful Mom" said Iyus sok sad.

"Could be ... KDRT Kali Mas Iyusya. Women if you escape, let alone the incident twice, there must be something wrong with Mas Iyusya" said Bu Fia.

"I'm a romantic husband, Mom, I'm loyal and responsible. Dapetnya only durhaka wives. I've got all the money dear, uh it's my turn at PHK, they're on the run. Even though I have given all Mom, until I have stayed color doang deh I made the same as them" said Iyus again.

"But now it is happy, can be separated from the matre wives" said Bu Fia suspect.

"That's how Mom, said happy yes happy, said not happy ya not happy emang" said Iyus put on a sad look.

"You can do it" said Bu Fia.

"Sad as well Mom, especially if you remember the child, which parents try that is not sad if separated from the child. I only have one child Mom, where there has been no news since she was taken away. I want to be a good father to him. Sometimes think, she's a school where, taken care of by her mother. I don't care about the fate of mah's wife, bodo really want how too. They have nothing I have divorced Mom, but they have run away. I'm worried about my son's future Mom .. worried about being a girl like my wives. They are all mah serong, if I am not at home would be ngayap. Said the neighbor to have a girlfriend. Yes it could be on the run brought by his girlfriends" said Iyus seriously.

"Wow .. very patient yes Mas Iyus so husband" said Bu Fia amazed.

"Yes, ma'am, they are ruining my future, don't ruin my son's future" Iyus said.

"What does it mean to ruin Mas Iyus' future?" ask Ms. Fia.

"I was once the son of a mangrove master, Babe I am a rich man Ma'am. Well my first wife also wants to ngincer treasure, I again delights in college eh taughtakin mulu courtship, has been invited to her village to be known to parents. Yes the name of the village, I thought I was sleeping, even though the acquaintance of the doang. Because it was urged to continue to do not want me to be forced to marry. It's also because Babe worries we're messing around, but the abisnya tuh cewe nempel mulu to me. Fortunately my faith is strong Mom, she once had an idea to get pregnant first just so there is a reason for marriage cepet" continued Iyus.

"Astaghfirullah .. there are rich girls like that" said Bu Fia.

"Waduh .. tuh cewe yes take a chance in narrowness" replied Ms. Fia.

"Well that's Mom, my name is heartbroken, hugged mulu every day, even she dared to feel me first, finally I tempted Mom. As I kissed him uh the same father, so I was thought to have messed up and told to marry. I am still the husband of a status person" said Iyus.

"Worse yes his wives.thankfully now Mas Iyus has been separated from them, who knows later can replace better than them" do'a Bu Fia.

"Aamiin .. but I want to meet the child Ma'am, I look to his village eh said his parents, they never returned to the village, had been expelled he said because it made the family ashamed. So ketauan be a mistress of ma'am" said Iyus.

"What age is his son now?" ask Ms. Fia.

"Yes as the Mba Izma kanya Bu. I'm definitely going to go to SMA. I don't know if I can go to school with my son. My ex-wife is a village person who is not aware of education, does not eat school, already from a poor family again. He was unemployed and never worked, I'm doing a prayer, hopefully my son is not mooing. I miss my not getting to the edge, hopefully before I close my eyes, I can meet my daughter" Iyus said as he wiped his tears.

"Hopefully meet his daughter yeah . she must be good like Mas Iyus. Even though she was nurtured with a real mother, yes we pray for this child really" said Bu Fia.

"Yes Mom ... Aamiin, abis want anything else but can only pray, hopefully treated properly. If the intention is mah Bu, my parents' house is still there, fourteen years no news, do not know still alive or ga. It's really bad to say that Dad is with his son. His family also followed no more news" said Iyus with my face mendayu.

"Continue praying Mas Iyus later God will meet, no one can separate the blood relationship between you" said Bu Fia sage.

"But I'm sad Ms. . If you see Mom, Dad, you can get together with the kids, you can hug them every day. If I am Ma'am .. O Allah. maybe if we meet we also do not know each other richly" said Iyus.

"Try looking at social media, the child now must have social media" suggested Bu Fia.

"I tried Mom, but I didn't see you. To his family in the village also did not go home, said his family he was expelled, but I have pesen the same family there to turn my son. Even they do not want to know my wife again, because it has become a real woman since I have not the same as me again" said Iyus.

"I am concerned about the fate of Mas Iyus. Be very patient about this rich ordeal" said Bu Fia.

"Request a prayer, ma'am" Iyus hoped.

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After almost a month and a half of Dagi's return home, she finally came home as well. Finished his project and he was preparing to finish another month of college on his campus.

It also happened that Mr. Dzul returned to Jakarta. They talked together while casually watching the news on television.

"Mas... said Fajar, last Sunday met with Qeena in the village?" ask Mr. Dzul while snacking on cassava chips.

Mr. Dzul is on leave, abisin is on his annual leave.

"Yes, Mas took the census, uh can the area, all of you stop by" explained Dafi.

"How are they?" ask Mr. Dzul slowly.

"Thank God, Mother Noah said hello to the family" Dafi replied half-whispering worriedly Bu Fia heard.

"Qeena to which High School?" ask Mr. Dzul again.

"Ga know Well, did not have time to talk with them, very solid work. I know the number of HP Qeena. try to contact me" said Dafi.

"Yes ... long time ago I sent chat ga dibales, once reciprocated with Qeena, he asked not to contact them often again" said Mr. Dzul.