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* Slice 44, Burning with jealousy

"Good morning ... Qeena wants to play sports in Monas?" asked Damar politely as he approached Qeena's desk.

"Loh ... Is Damar here too?" ask Qeena in shock.

"Yes ... This again eat the same family" replied Damar.

"Oh yes Kak Damar .. know this Om Dzul and his family" said Qeena introduced.

Politely Damar kissed the older hand and introduced himself.

"This is Qeena's upperclassman, Kamar's sister by name, the head of OSIS at the school" continued Qeena.

"Titip-titip Qeena yes nak Damar. Just be reminded if there is a mistake at school, understand he will be new in Jakarta" said Mr. Dzul basa stale.

"Qeena is a good little sister, so her wealth can adjust quickly. Oh yes, excuse me, want to join the family" said Damar pamit.

"Where's the family?" ask Mr. Dzul.

Damar pointed at the table that was not far from the family Mr. Dzul sat. There was a middle-aged man waving his hand towards Mr. Dzul.

It turns out that Damar's parents are still colleagues of the same department Mr. Dzul, but his position is still under Mr. Dzul, despite his colleagues, but his position is still under him, it's been a long time since Mr. Dzul has been assigned to move around for several years.

Mr. Dzul finally talked to his friends, introducing each other's families. Tastes **** dine Feast of missing tetiba. He knows that Damar is his competitor to get Qeena.

"This is .. I most of the mode doang to Qeena, there is no right time to express my feelings and ask him to wait until I see you" said Fajar in his heart.

Dafi who understands the same changes in the face of Dawn was intrigued to flirt.

"The dam is identical to rain, and the first pedekate is not necessarily made. Sometimes being stabbed by his son's friend, it hurts more than rejection .. wkwkwk" Dafi's god laughs with satisfaction.

"Why the hell are you saying that?" ask Izma curiously.

"Look at his face Dawn .." said Dafi.

"Why be a bete yes, it was a hepi-hepi wealth" said Izma.

"Yes how would hepi if the storm is again raided with ketos .. hahaha" said Dafi again.

Qeena was going to the bathroom, so she was horrified when Dafi sneered at Dawn.

"Simmer bends on the road, sharper twists of friends' children .. hahaha" Izma also teased.

"What a joke .. ga funny" replied Fajar.

Fajar's face was getting better with the joking of his sister. Qeena turned back and sat down and continued eating. Bu Fia who heard Dafi and Izma's jokes smiled, especially seeing his expression of Dawn which seemed very jealous. Of course Bu Fia was more supportive of Qeena than Damar was of her son. Because he did not like the figure of Qeena, so do not let the hope of Dawn to marry Qeena was achieved.

"Eat him do not be cocky and hang feelings, let your heart ornamental plants all hung" said Bu Fia.

Izma and Dafi were surprised that his mother could joke as well, immediately spontaneously they added an amused laugh. Many who thought of Izma and Dafi who laughed off, they seemed to be at home again so did not care about the same around. There were tears coming out of their eyes in the Dawn. Qeena who did not understand the direction of their jokes could only remain silent.

"Eat him feelings do not be fostered doang, do not feel what plants" added Izma.

Apparently Mr. Dzul invited his friends to make a road together to Monas. Surely Damar did not waste the opportunity to chat with Qeena more intensely. Although Dawn walked between Qeena and Damar, no one was disturbed. Izma and Dafi on the back road were still laughing. Rian who was taken with Dafi could only look at his older brother who was still laughing.

"Kak Damar yummy also invited to talk, kirain if at school seems assertive and rada jaim. It turns out to like to make a splash" praised Qeena.

"Kalo at school will have to look authoritative, when the hell if you have been sure to say this brother is funny" said Damar.

"Is this about sports or talking? how we become a regular walk .. the plan we want to jog. Let's sneak we run, let's get Monas" cut Dawn.

Finally the young all ran around Monas. After one full turn that was quite tiring, they sat on the side of the road that many tradesmen were on. Dawn buys everyone a drink. Dafi is still a leisurely walk with Rian, deliberately given Rian physical activity so that he forgets his gadget.

"Qeena .. Do you like to eat ketoprak?" said Damar enthusiastically and intend to joke.

"Kok Kak Damar tau" replied Qeena.

"So you have my heart broken" Damar joked, laughing.

"Kak Damar must be a Jakarta man" chirped Qeena trying to joke.

"I know" Damar replied.

"Because my brother Damar has cheered today" said Qeena.

"Hahaha ... honors or heats the heart of his beloved Mamas Izma nih" Izma said as he slipped on Dawn's shoulders.

Damar just understood, it turned out that the attitude of Dawn who seemed not friendly to him turned out because they liked the same person.

"Eh Damar ... You ever been to Garut?" ask seriously.

"What's the reason?" ask Damar not understand.

"Abis Lo's brain is rich in dodols, flabby ... Jaman has advanced is still playing pickup line rich it .. the budget dikit dong kalo ngerayu cewe. It's not the same season" Fajar replied while looking around.

"Why Mas Fajar kok bete really looks like, the rich was fitting to go gapapa" said Qeena.

"Against PMS times" replied Izma.

"Congratulations" said Fajar annoyed while approaching Dafi and Rian who were fun playing balloons from soap.

The Fathers instead of sports even continued to coffee at street stalls five feet accompanied by snacks that exist. While the mothers are busy choosing t-shirts for their children.

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Failing to harvest again hit the village of Nuha, a very difficult problem for the surrounding residents who rely on income from there.

The male brothers of Noah were only dependent on income from the harvest. Even mortgaged his house during the planting season to buy seeds hoping to make up for it if the harvest arrives. Finally the house of his brother Nuha was taken by the owners of the capital, so that in the house of the parents of Noah now gathered 3 families. Qeena's small room was occupied by the girls. The men slept as soon as they could, some were in the living room even on the front porch.

The burden feels even heavier, with income that is not how much to share with others. Rice has also been mixed with corn so much. Lauk tempeh and vegetables can be metic in the back garden again so the choice of stomach enhancer. Although the condition is almost bankrupt and squeezed, Qeena still not known.

Nuha knew that if her daughter was also in a state of dilemma, her life could be spelled out in the Capital but her soul was fragile and lonely, holding back the insults of Bu Fia alone without her complaining to her Mother.

Sometimes pity also releases the only girl his own wayang struggle, can only say miss every chat sent. But it was the condition that forced Qeena to be more mature than her age. This mother and child cover each other's stories and share fun things. For them, let tears be shed while praying to the Creator.

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After Isya, Qeena sat back with Mba Tinah and Mba Mini at the edge of the pool.

Mr. Dzul and his family were attending his brother's wedding outside the city, Mba Parti was invited to take care of Rian. If not Grandma's request, surely Rian will be left at home as usual.

The sound of cars parked in the garage located next to the swimming pool. Mas Anto and Mas Narko are seen approaching the car. The back door of the car was opened, the suitcase and some plastic bags were removed from the car.

It has been almost a month of Dafi's service taking surveys throughout the island of Sumatra. Dafi brought a car to facilitate the mobilization of his team. The Dafi year graduates are widely fielded for surveys because it is likely that they will be widely placed on the island of Sumatra.

Tim Dafi, who was all men and numbered six, alternately drove in his traveling duties. Fortunately, Dafi brought his father's car suitable for all terrains, so he was not fussy when taken to the road for a month.

It was very tired and the skin darkened from Dafi. Mba Tinah offers drinks for Dafi. With a seven-eighth jogger shirt and sneakers that seemed dirty, Dafi walked towards the pool because he saw all gathered there (the garage area is related to the park and swimming pool beside the house)

"Assalamualaikum.." Dafi said.

"Waalaikumussalam.." everyone answered.

"Diminum Mas Dafi, a coffee made by Mba Tinah this special" said Mba Tinah who fit the taste of Dafi if making coffee for him.

"The plastic ones are the same dirty clothes souvenirs, just open-wood" pointed out Dafi.

Dafi sat on the bench, laying down her body.

Mba Mini and Mba Tinah opened Dafi-created plastics in the kitchen. Mas Anto and Mas Narko are still checking if there are any items left in the car and checking all the fences are locked.

Now only Qeena and Dafi live beside the swimming pool. Accompanied by the beautiful full moon. Not too late, only about eight.

"You got a bad feeling about Qeena?" ask Dafi suddenly.

"Go" replied Qeena rada nyolot.

"Selow dong, don't nyolot that's the answer. It's going to be fine too" said Dafi.

"Why is it so rich?" ask Qeena.

"Dadn't you talk to me?" shoot Dafi carefully.

"What about Mas Rian?" qeena.

"Yup ... I never agreed with that crazy idea. Dawn was the same, we tried to stop Father's intentions, but it was as if Dad had not been resisted for this. That's why I asked you .. Do you have feelings?" say Dafi briefly.

"What do you mean, Mas?" ask Qeena.

"We know together how Rian's condition, right? it's a shame that Dad sacrificed you for Rian .." said Dafi, who seemed to feel like she couldn't help but feel her own sadness.

Only this time did Qeena see Dafi as distressed, usually as difficult as any problem she faced, Dafi always seemed calm in her silence.

Disappointed at his father's decision to not want to affect his relationship with Rahma. Indeed, he did not tell Rahma about the secret of his family, but Dafi could suddenly not be in the mood to chat while Rahma again wanted to complain. Plus the signal during the trip is also ugly. There is a lot of miscommunication between them.

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