
Dafi arrived at Manggarai station at about six in the afternoon. His stomach was hungry, but he had a plan to take Mak Noah and Qeena to eat, so it was decided to buy mineral water and snacks to block his stomach that began to sound.
Dafi was curious about the horn-fried banana which was again happy. Because by chance the queue is not long, he joined the queue.
"The question is also how good the banana is to buy really queue" said Dafi in his heart.
After ten minutes of queuing, Dafi was finally able to get ten fried bananas, said the seller rarely anyone selling fried bananas horns, usually bananas uli or kepok. Besides this banana horn imported from Sukabumi, it tastes more legit and quite fragrant. So flour is just a complement, because from the banana itself is delicious.
Qeena and Mak Nuha arrived at Manggarai station, looking for Dafi in the parking lot. After meeting, the car drove away from the station.
Qeena sat on the front bench, because Mak Nuha had a sore leg, had once fallen while in the rice field, the effect still likes to relapse if up and down stairs and sitting a lot. His leg Mak Nuha was crossed in the middle bench.
"That's selling fried bananas until it's that way" said Qeena who was surprised when crossing a fried banana trader.
"Tuh Mas bought out of curiosity" pointed Dafi to a box.
"Enak Mas?" ask Qeena.
"Yes rich fried bananas in general. Hot heat is good accompanied by a cup of hot coffee" said Dafi.
"Yes the name of fried bananas yes it tastes rich fried bananas, the taste is rich tempeh ..kan ga maybe" said Qeena.
"Well that knows, everything. I tried it myself to know how good it is until many are in line. There are wet tissue and dry tissue behind the seat Mas nih. There is mineral water also plastik, just bought, drink it .. must be thirsty bejubel on the Train" said Dafi.
"Yes Allah Mas .. already rich our sardines in the car. Sampe it does not feel like Napak because of its density. Just now we want to go down hard pardon, who went up and did not want to give up, just push to go up. It should be that people get off first on board passengers who want to ride" Qeena's story is full of enthusiasm.
"Why his feet?" ask Dafi.
"Yes sick, it was full of trains so rich feet trampled" replied Noah lying.
"I'm still on the road, so I picked it up. Yesterday Sunday he said to Mak Leha's grave huh ?" ask Dafi.
"Yes .. tidy his tomb" said Nuha.
"Father who pays every year Mak. All ask to be treated, is every leafan who takes care of the tomb comes to the house" Dafi's story.
"Alhamdulillah if so, surely this is because Grandma Sri asked. How is Grandma Sri.. healthy?" noha asked just to remember.
"Alhamdulilah healthy, but now in Bandung, the same brother Dad, has not gone anywhere. We are the only ones who visit there" replied Dafi.
"Greetings if you meet Grandma Sri" said Nuha.
"Vaalaikumsalam. This is on abis rhyme what? how's there no luggage?" god Dafi's.
"Not shopping Mas . abis from Grandpa Qeena's grave. Continue to want to tell Grandma's house, but it turned out to have moved long from there" said Nuha.
"Ohh ... Patience to Mak. There must be something more beautiful why I didn't see you today. It could be because of the condition of both parties, either the mother or the other party whose condition is still not equally good. Or want to wait for Qeena to be more ready to accept all the stories of his past" said Dafi sage.
"Benere Mas .. may not be the time yet" replied Noah.
"Kok Qeena ain't happy? isn't meeting family something fun?" ask Dafi curiously.
"Maybe for others you will be happy, but Qeena is not happy. Mas Dafi must understand the same condition now Qeena. How does the feeling of being a child that is wasted and taken care of by others" said Qeena sadly.
"Who Mak Nuhah says to others ..Perhaps to this world, Mak Nuha is nobody. But remember Qeena .. for you, Mak Nuha is your world. Where you take shelter and get an abundance of love and do'a. You were not born from her womb, but with both hands, it was Mak Nuha who raised you to this day" Dafi advised.
"Sorry Qeena yes Mak" said Qeena, looking at Noah, who had been crying since.
It was only when there was disappointment in Qeena's heart after learning that she was not Noah's son. Even if all the stories haven't been opened.
"Same sister Qeena has not eaten yet?" tawar Dafi's.
"Not yet, just had the same breakfast on the road with mangroves" said Mak Nuha.
"Yes, we've been looking for Maghrib prayers. Eat in duck pakleo aja, have long time no eat duck, on doyan right?" dafi Proposal.
"So gusahin Mas Dafi mulu" replied Noah.
"Ga lah Mak .. just eat kok, ga ngabisin my honor a month" said Dafi with a small laugh.
Just now Dafi wanted to die his HP, suddenly his HP rang back from Sania. Dafi asked Qeena to help lift her up.
"Say Mas again drive" whispered Dafi.
"Assalamualaikum.." said Qeena.
"Kok HPnya Mas Dafi who raised the girl anyway" said Sania without answering greetings.
"Can be in the loud speaker" said Sania maksa.
Qeena thrust HP into Dafi, Dafi agreed at the loud speaker.
"What's wrong?" ask Dafi jutek.
"Why was the meeting canceled?" ask Sania back.
"Forgotably if now can not .. because the new schedule invites candidates in-laws from the village" said Dafi origin.
"Do you think Mas Dafi has a girlfriend?" investigating Sania was shocked, he did not know that Dafi had Rahma.
"Lah earlier the evidence that raised my HP is a girl's voice. Understand dong now what my status is. Don't go any longer. Kasian your mother who always apologizes to Mas if you do something strange" said Dafi and immediately heard the sound of HP disconnected by Sania.
"This is the girl who posted on the social network, huh Mas?" terka Qeena be careful.
"Yup" Dafi replied briefly.
"Fans heavy rich. Well so it's not good, he's angry because Qeena raised HP Mas" said Qeena.
"It's good not to bother anymore. Don't talk about it .. Males. Thanks for helping me pick up the phone, I hope he gets caught. Oh yes Mak .. There is a deposit from Dad" Dafi said as he reached into his pocket and handed a red note to Noah.
"So get rid of your father mulu Mas" said Nuha.
"Ga Mak .. Even we are not good, there are guests even not taken care of. Later back to Wonogiri, Mak will be delivered with Dawn yes, he wants to go there with his friend. Sorry that Dafi could not go there, the day after leaving for Lampung for 2 weeks" said Dafi.
"Gapapa .. This is a thank you" replied Noah.
"Oh yes Mak .. tomorrow can make rich sarikaya jam made by lateumah Mak Leha ga? Dafi wants to take him to Lampung. Very same kangen taste typical, here no one is rich. Later we buy the ingredients yes Mak" said Dafi.
"Yes ... tomorrow Mak make" promised Noah.
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Iyus stopped by his brother's house which was not far from his parents' old house, happened to be happy again nginep there.
"Yus .... It's like Noah and Qeena?" Iyus said when Iyus came home.
"Kaga need to wait around Nyak .. if he is a real mah, come here silaturahim" said Iyus relaxed.
Iyus plays his new gadget bought by Bu Fia. Latest output gadgets equipped with the same high-resolution camera.
"Yus .. nape Lo ga try to Wonogiri, see the son of Lo pegimane, already fourteen years if it's wrong mah we don't meet, pan a week Babe Lo's abisan died. He's on the go" Nyak said sadly.
"Tumben inget them Nyak?" ask Iyus.
"I want to ask both of them, especially Noah. Nyak already old Yus ..have been sickly, often participated in the study of Mamah Mimin, kok makjleb really hearted taste. Keinget same thing happened before. This is the time ye Yus whose name is human kaga can be arrogant. Pan abisan Nuha left because Nyak kicked out, our mangrove factory closed, he said kaga practice even though on the nilep money deposit and even on making his own so pinter made bakpau. Babe's goat business is also her goat was taken away by the same people. Our contract sells door-to-door to eat because Nyak no effort and Lo dunya doangan money. Mpok-Mpok Lo ynang at work on his palatable suddenly his bank was skinned" Nyak said flatly.
"Is Naan Nyak .. skinned? The liquidation of Nyak times" Iyus protests.
"Well, yes, I mean ... Now Mpok-Mpok Lo even divorce his legs. Is the same house banda on got, but his name for the same school eat mah lama-long abis if ga sought. Now in the trade of grilled sausage, slang noodles, saset drinks .. boro-boro can give Nyak rich first, make them mediocre. Maybe this Yus is all because we have dzolim with Noah" lamented Nyak more mellow.
"It is important that Nyak still meet rice" said Iyus.
"Well, Lo works too, there is no money, and Lo aja makeup that is parlente, kaga gablek money" said Nyak.
"Please relax Nyak .. ntar also clash again Iyus became a rich man" replied Iyus pede.
"Rich of mane? the legacy of Babe Lo is already abis" Nyak said.
"Quiet Nyak .. selow ... His name just called a career" answered Iyus.
"Lo insap dah Yus, girl cumanan Lo pacarin doangan, kaga no Lo matingin. Lagian Lo is old Yus. Fear of another rich event. Nor did Nyak also want the Imah dah. On how the fate of the child yes.." Remember Nyak.
"Udah the Nyak . Enakan this way, let the widower origin happy. Cewe now mah Nyak kaga needs to be married which is important love is also already happy" said Iyus cuek.
"Astaghfirullah .. Lo basic yes, already old inget Lo's sins are piled up. Lo pan also has a son wadon, noh si Qeena, are you afraid that he will be played by men?" ask Nyak.
"It is the duty of Noah Nyak, why we bother, you know also the people are still living what you are" answered Iyus while struggling to mollor.
"Yrs .. Yus .. is old not really even keblinger added. Look out aje there are children of people who Lo buntingin again come here" said Nyak rada ngegas.
"Santuy Nyak" replied Iyus cuek.
"Au dah cape Nyak sayin rich dableg Lo" said Nyak kel.