TOAST
* Slice 37, Back to Jakarta

"You want to touch it if it's done? How fitting to meet Qeena you mepet-mepet directly to him. Now he's changed he knows, much different than two years ago, maybe more mature. Hijabnya has not escaped the rich tide first, he also has ndukin his view. Not in contact with the opposite sex, you used to still want to kiss the same hand Mas, Mas only who always refused. But yesterday he met he seemed to be keeping his distance. He understands his limits" explained Dafi.

"Yes .. now also do not want to be invited to call, most chat only" replied Fajar.

"This is talking about your love story with Qeena or what about Jar?" ask Mommy cutong.

"So deal yes if Qeena we will take it to Jakarta" broke up Mr. Dzul.

"But Mommy agreed with Mas Dafi's proposal, he could not stay in this house. Ntar crunched, be given heart" said Bu Fia while entering the room.

Mr. Dzul continued the conversation with Dawn and Dafi. Those who will be assigned to pick up Qeena in the village. But Dafi asked Izma to come along, so there's a girl. What do two men say carrying a woman without her mahram.

"Ga pantes Well if we both just. Later the effect we bring run away girls people" reason Dafi simple.

"Yes .. later invite Izma, he has not started school. Don't go for it, just go straight back. Then call first to get him ready for what is brought" suggested Mr. Dzul.

"Cape really if it's Yah .. ngineplah a day so that the body segeran" replied Fajar.

"Tersuah .. important do not mess with Qeena yes" would-wanti Pak Dzul.

"Kalo macem-macem mating aja Yah ... Sincere dawn" joked Fajar who immediately got a punch in his hand from Mr. Dzul.

The dawn laughs more and more at his father joking like that. It's been a long time since I joked with Mr. Dzul.

"His father's bachelor is already in the mind of wanting to marry ya. I want to love a little picture for you, the woman will always be identical as the person who always uses her feelings. While men are known as people who use their logic more. Though not all rich that, when talking about taste, women are very easy to believe. They also easily assume that you have feelings for him. On the contrary, for men, the attention you give means nothing. Please do not joke about the feeling that you do not mean seriously the same woman" said Mr. Dzul.

Both of his sons were just beards hearing his father's advice.

"Relax Well, the dawn of marriage after becoming a doctor, Mas Dafi kaya first" said Fajar.

"Idih .. he who did the same with Qeena, why Mas even asked to marry first" said Dafi.

"It will not step on my good-natured Mas" replied Fajar while embracing Dafi.

"Udah do not be kidding .. but yes Mas, will next month Mas pass .. until now no one is known to Dad. Is there anything interesting on campus?" tempt Mr. Dzul to Dafi.

"Ehm . which attracts many Well, but which is true yet to exist. Later if there must be known to Dad. Do you mind if you marry young?" ask Dafi who is still young because he will soon graduate at the age of twenty years.

"You mate has come why not, the important thing is you have a job or business to make a living for people's children" said Mr. Dzul.

Mr. Dzul has contacted Nuha, talking about Qeena. After an agreement, the children of Mr. Dzul who will pick up Qeena, because two more weeks of school will begin, so it is necessary to move quickly to bring Qeena to Jakarta.

"Mak Nuha .. We are allowed to go back to Jakarta, God willing we will take good care of Qeena" said Fajar to Mak Nuha who had been flooded with tears.

"Yes .. be careful on the road. Mother's most precious pearl. Please be watched, if you want to be reprimanded" replied Noah while rubbing the head of Qeena who had been on his shoulders.

"Yes Mak ... My mom believes in us, right? Qeena was like family, so Mom was calm" Fajar said.

Dafi was talking to Mbahnya Qeena. Izma again sat under a tree while squirming utub at HP, the signal is not too good, fortunately he has downloaded many movies.

"Qeena if one day you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders and feel unable to lift it, keep fighting. Because from your struggle, you will realize that you are a strong woman, intelligent, and do not know fear. You will live in Jakarta, I hope you will find your true identity and strength. Be wise to hang out, Mother believes one hundred percent in you" advises Noah to Qeena.

"Thank You" replied Qeena.

Along the way, Qeena was more silent. Izma is still as excited as ever. Dafi was busy driving while chatting with the project through a video call with his friend. Only Dawn occasionally talked about Qeena.

Dawn also understands this is a difficult time for Qeena, a child who has not turned fourteen years old will struggle to live alone in Jakarta, he left his family and had to be independent in the name of the future he would carve.

"Qeena, later stay at home first yes, who contracted the kiosk turned out to extend another month because it had not been able to get a new stall. Gapapa, right?" ask Dawn.

"Yes . yesterday Om Dzul said" replied Qeena.

"Relax me, there are us who are always ready to support you. If you miss the same Mak Nuha can phone, it was Mas already love old HP Mas who has not kepake for Mak Nuha" said Fajar.

"Yes ... Mas Fajar .. thanks for everything. Don't know later Qeena can repay the kindness of Mas or ga" said Qeena ga pleasing.

"What family is Mas? Obviously we have no blood ties with Qeena" Izma protested who felt ashamed because along the road of Dawn always pedekate mulu effort with Qeena.

"Eh, isn't it family? Yes, it will be a family deh, so we can one KK" said Fajar.

"This mah bucin late .. shame Mas, has already lectured the style of pediteya rich child abege aja" continued Izma.

"Ngiri says sist" replied Fajar.

Qeena could only bow, she did not understand all the jokes of Dawn. But now a teenager, he understood that there was a hope from a Dawn for him.

Arriving at Mr. Dzul's house, Dawn and Dafi helped bring down Qeena's belongings which were only 1 bag that was not too big and 1 cardboard the size of instant noodles containing shoes and bags and other tools for schools. Qeena politely intends to kiss Bu Fia's hand, but Bu Fia refuses. The creeping dawn has fallen. Dafi has entered the room, wants to sleep because the cape really drove back and forth.

"Sit down Qeena, there's something Auntie needs to talk about first" Bu Fia asked.

Dawn also sat down near Qeena.

"Yes Aunty" Qeena replied as she sat on the sofa of the living room.

"You're gonna stay here for a month, don't you mind sleeping with Rian's nanny in the back room? After all, you were also taken to Jakarta to help Rian, right?" said Bu Fia in bossy style.

"Yes Aunty" replied Qeena.

"What the hell Bun ... Dad said sleep in the guest room" replied Fajar.

"This house, Mother who arranged, all for the sake of maintaining comfort together. The workers' and caregivers' rooms are in the back, next to the kitchen, so the interaction is limited to working hours. Don't go back and forth in the house if you don't need it. The room is also good, even better than your room in the village, huh ga Qeena?" said Bu Fia asking.

"I am where Auntie, Alhamdulillah has been given a place" replied Qeena while nodding.

"Ga Keena ... You sleep in the guest room" protested Dawn.

"Gapapa Mas . true said Aunt Fia. This is all for the sake of mutual comfort, this family will have three sons who are not my mahram, so very wise decision Aunt Fia" replied Qeena.

Dawn brought Qeena's bag to the back room. The room is like a hostel. There are three rooms lined up facing the laundry and clothesline. It is located right next to the swimming pool. There was a party who welcomed Qeena.

Mba This party is single but already forty years old, he has not been able to mate. Since Rian was a child, Mba Party has been working with Bu Fia. In the room next to her was a married couple working with Bu Fia. There are Mba Mini and Mas Anto as well as Mba Tinah and Mas Narko. They all work according to their own parts. Both pairs of husband and wife are still classified as newlyweds because there has not been a year married.

Room 2 x 3 meters with a bed sorong top down to a temporary shelter Qeena, room same Mba Parti. He tidied up his clothes and luggage while chatting with the party.

"So I'll see you soon, Qeena... How is Mba Nuha?" tanya Mba Parti is pure Java, so talk about Nuha with the call of Mba. They knew when Mba Parti joined between Dawn and Izma school in front of the Kiosk.

"Alhamdulillah both Lek Parti" replied Qeena who used to be taught by Noah calling Lek to Mba Parti.

"Three years old, manglingi deh thou Qeena. The more beautiful, already veiled, the way of speech has changed.... still like to eat chocolate?" ask Mba Party.

"Where in the rich brown village that Lek, if there is also I can not afford it" replied plain Qeena.

"Now you can enjoy free chocolate. Here the same food Mother is released, can eat anything that is here" said Mba Parti.

"Yes Lek ... oh how did Mas Rian do? a lot of progress?" ask Qeena.

"Therapy is still routine, but Lek Party sometimes does not understand the explanation of the therapist, so it can not train the one taught there. Mas Dafi and Mas Fajar are also busy, so there has been no rapid progress from Mas Rian" explained Mba Parti.

"Qeena Denger from Mas Fajar said she now often hurts Mas Riannya?" ask Qeena.

"Yes ... This is also again sick, just told her to sleep hard" replied Mba Parti.

"Qeena sleeps first huh Lek ... Cape journey from the village here" said Qeena.

"Yes .. Lek again see first, there is news of artists who are married suddenly, who knows later Lek can also be a rich soul mate of the artists" said Mba Parti.

"Aamiin" Qeena replied as she hurried to sleep.

At 2 pm Dafi woke up, after the evening prayer, he rushed to the kitchen. His stomach can not be invited to compromise, continuous sound. The last meal was lunchtime, he saw the food cabinet, there was a side dish but it was cold. Finally he opened the storage cabinet, there was instant noodles there. Instant noodles and eggs in the refrigerator.