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Six months of living together, making Izma and Qeena's relationship like friends. At first Izma was very indifferent, over time because they were lonely, only the older Izma was three months, so they were close. Discussion of lessons until the current trend.

Once sad to hear that Qeena will stay at the boarding house, even though as the only daughter in the house, Izma like to find a figure who understands him. Same with his brothers.

In the boarding room, Izma and Mba Mini help Qeena to tidy up the room. It was painted green, like Qeena's favorite color. Mr. Dzul sampe specifically rented interior design for his 3 x 3 room Qeena, minimalist but sweet. The bathroom is deep and the fan is attached to the roof ceiling.

"Simple but really nice room, make it at home. Want to change the atmosphere of a rich room gini also ah" said Izma.

"Still bagging your room. Pink and purple. The hallmark of a really nice room" replied Qeena.

"Bosen is also the same rich theme room so, it is made from the era of SD, now it is already SMA, the time is still that. Later want to say Dad ah if you want to replace the rich gini aja . simple" said Izma while sleeping in bed.

"Same Om Dzul . must be directly obeyed. You are the favorite child, the only girl" said Qeena.

"Hmmm ... Qeena .

Izma nginep here?" ask Izma.

"May this be the bed there under it also .. Sorong bed yes name .. means later Mba Mini home alone dong" said Qeena.

"Yes gapapa ... Deket kok .. if that is Mba Mini pampit go home first yes" said mba Mini.

In the evening, Izma bought fried rice, Qeena did not buy, he reasoned to have eaten, even though he was anxious to buy a class jersey.

Actually, Qeena could ask the same Mr. Dzul to buy a class jersey, but Qeena retorted, maybe not a matter of money one hundred and fifty thousand rupiah for Mr. Dzul, he said, but what was given to Qeena was more than enough, so Qeena was not happy if she still had to ask for something that she could try kumpulin from her allowance.

HP Qeena rings at 2pm, Dawn calls. Fajar said that he had been in front of the gate kost an (all residents were given a duplicate lock fence padlock so no fuss). Qeena wears her jacket and instant hijab. Then come down to meet Dawn.

"What's the Dawn here at night? Want to get Izma?" ask Qeena while opening the padlock.

"Donneep?" ask Fajar.

"Yes .. sleep again" replied Qeena.

"Wake up, tell me to go home" said Fajar.

"Tomorrow morning Mas, Kasian is still sleeping" said Qeena.

"Ga fit your room's Qeena" explained Fajar.

"Without, there are two beds" said Qeena.

"Sign up, no one wants to stay in your room" said Fajar.

"Mas want to stay here?" ask Qeena

while pointing towards the dawn.

"Emang can? if you can, please .. hehehe. Tuh who is in the car who wants to nginep here" said Fajar teasing.

"Mas Dafi?" qeena asked, even becoming afraid. Dafi just waved from the car window.

"Wah can be raided if we who nginep. Open the back door, you will know for yourself" said Fajar.

Qeena approached the door and opened. Noah was smiling looking at her. Qeena hugged her Mother who was still sitting in the car. They both cried in the open door.

The atmosphere was so haru, after six months of hugging each other, finally today can hug his mother. Dawn lowered Innate of Noah. There's a little souvenir for Mr. Dzul's family. Dawn took Noah's belongings to the second floor, Qeena's room, while he woke up his sister (Please teach the hostess to come upstairs for a while).

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Iyus is still the driver of Bu Fia if there is a need to work in office hours. The driver who had been appointed only drove and picked up Bu Fia at home.

"Bu .. kaya Mas Dafi did not like me very much, he also thought I was the culprit behind the video that Rian watched" said Iyus on his way to take Bu Fia while focusing on driving.

"Mas Dafi is busy taking care of his sister's affairs mulu, so I really want him to spit-up have fiancee, so his mind is divided, not just focus on finding fault with his sister. He said he already had a girlfriend, but never brought home" said Bu Fia while replying to the incoming email via his HP.

"But Mas Dafi has threatened that I will be fired, right ma'am" Iyus.

"You're working with my office, not my partnership. So only the office can fire you. Relax, the office does not know what is happening at home" replied Bu Fia.

"But Ma'am..." Iyus said doubtfully.

"Don't talk about it, I'm busy" said Bu Fia.

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"There's a kitchen, right?" ask Noah.

"There is a Mak .. What do you want to cook?" ask Qeena again while tidying up her face after morning prayers.

"Yes, what else do you want to buy?" ask Qeena.

"Yes the seasoning and the samplings too" said Noah, handing fifty thousand to Qeena.

"Don't save it, Qeena is there. Where do you have money from?" ask Qeena.

"This was given last night by Mas Dafi and Mas Fajar. They said make a grip while in Jakarta" explained Nuha.

"Yes, Qeena to the vegetable maker first yes Mak" said Qeena.

Qeena walked down the village road near the Pak Dzul housing complex, she had been invited by Mba Tinah there.

In the middle of the road he met a mother who picked up her groceries spilled from her motorcycle. Qeena helped put in the sack on the bike. About 15 minutes later it was all neat, apparently the rear tire exploded, so the groceries were only in plastic decomposed because the motor had fallen out of balance. Apparently the mother of a vegetable seller who suffered a disaster.

"Bu .. later I help push it to Mother's place. Coincidentally I did want to buy vegetables to Mother's place" bargained Qeena.

"There are still many yes Neng has helped" replied Mother vegetable seller.

Qeena pushed the bike on the back tied up a lot of groceries. They talk lightly. But many times the vegetable seller's mother thanked him.

"Whose name is Neng?" ask the vegetable seller.

"Qeena Ma'am." replied Qeena.

For a moment the vegetable seller's mother was stunned by Qeena's reply. But hurriedly regained consciousness from his daydream.

"Call Mak Imah yes, the house where Neng?" mak Imah said.

"I live in kost-an deket SMA 185 Mak .. I have been shopping to the place of Mother, but have not been to the stalls for a long time because I used to live hitchhiking, but, now you just live independently, so you want to start cooking. There's a vegetable asem with cork, right?" said Qeena.

"There's Neng. It was there every day" Mak Imah replied spontaneously.

"Emac shopping by yourself?" ask Qeena.

"Yes Neng, Mom lives a kara. If the child is still alive, the wealth is as big as you" said Mak Imah sadly.

"Udah died his son Mak?" ask Qeena spontaneously.

"Ga tau Neng, there is still or ga nya, Mak can only pray'a like he is still alive, later can meet with Mom, even if he is not fooled to meet Mother, Mother, may she always be filled with happiness" do'a Mak Imah while wiping her tears.

"Aamiin .. hopefully Mak can meet ya with his son. Keep believing Mak .. If Allah does not bring together, maybe that is the best for Mother and her child" said Qeena.

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Noah taught Qeena to cook. This kitchen is equipped with a refrigerator, oven and other kitchen equipment. Because it is quite expensive for the pockets of students and students, but it has not come out any more money. Even provided gallons of minerals, sugar, tea, coffee for free.

Qeena has not been good at cooking, she only helps her mother cut and fry. But this time Noah wanted Qeena to cook because she had to be able to live independently. Qeena sampe notes in the book for asem vegetable recipes and how to make good sambal ala Mak Nuha.

Noah cooked a bit because he wanted to be offered to other residents. Unfortunately, many people leave because of the holidays. Dawn called and said she wanted to play at the boarding house. Even though this hostel belongs to his father, he still follows the rules. He sat in the living room waiting for Noah and Qeena down. Noah brought rice and side dishes for Dawn to taste.

"Come Mas Dawn, this is Qeena again learning to cook" said Nuha.

"Wah ... already ready to be a future wife" seduced Fajar.

"Who said get ready for the household .. wong wants to get ready to make a restaurant" joked Qeena.

"That's why Mas became his regular customer" said Fajar.

When they were joking, Damar came and was introduced to Mak Nuha, Damar tau if Qeena just moved. So he brought instant noodles, bread, butter and jam, worried that Qeena was starving.

"Dek Qeena .. please Mas dong, Mas pegel hands really nih abis nypir pick up Mom in the village .. bribin dong, rich Rian so" Fajar pinta pijit his hand.

"Mas Dawn flirtatious ih .. again tumben-tenan call use adek-adukan all" said Qeena.

"You should thank me, I've brought Mom here, consider it for the payment to pick up Mom ..hehe" added Fajar.

Half-heartedly, Qeena finally fed Dawn in front of Damar. Mak Nuha could only smile at him, because indeed Qeena and Dawn had been familiar since childhood, they were used to bribes since childhood.

Damar who saw the closeness of Qeena and Dawn certainly burned with jealousy.

"What would Damar drink?" tawar Mak Nuha's.

"Later aja Bu .. I just drank kok earlier in the minimarket when buying food for Qeena" replied Damar politely.

"Call Mom yes ... Yes already .. later if thirsty ask for the same Qeena. Mak wants to rest first" said Mak Nuha.