TOAST
* Slice 62, Collect puzzle

Dafi ran off alone in the morning. It feels like a long time sports because of the busy work. After the dawn prayer, he immediately changed his sarong and cocktail wearing long training pants and a t-shirt. Ga forgot he was wearing a hat, put his hands free and put his HP on the arm with a special bag, he pocketed some money in his pants pocket that was zipped. His sports shoes still look good because they are rarely used.

When traveling without direction, his feet stepped past the front of the Mak Imah stall. Arriving there, the shop was still tightly closed, but the side window was open. Dafi remembers Qeena coming here and it seems that Qeena is familiar with the owner of this vegetable shop.

Dafi asked the neighbor of the vegetable stall who was drying in front of his house.

According to neighbors if Mak Imah is at home, but is not feeling well so he did not open a stall. But if anyone wants to buy vegetables and there happens to be stock then it will be served.

"Assalamualaikum" said Dafi as he knocked on the door.

"Waalaikumussalam.." replied Mak Imah weakly while opening the door.

Long enough Dafi waited in front of the door, Mak Imah slowly walk because he felt his body ache all.

"What kind of vegetables do you want?" ask Mak Imah as soon as she opens the door.

"Natured healthy?" asked Dafi spontaneously because he saw the face of my beloved Mak Imah.

"Who is? You never see it, but you never shop here, right? sitting in the door deck chair or Mas, Mak is not healthy" said Mak Imah.

"I'm Dafi Mak, I've been here once. What pain is it? kok looks like shoots" said Dafi rada iba.

"Mak is old, can not cape a little yes like this, menembrek body taste. Yang linu, which is difficult to digerakin lah .. yes there is aja deh" said Mak Imah while sleeping in the stall divan, where Mak Imah used to selonjoran.

Dafi could not bear to see, he also entered the stall, opened the door of the stall and the window so as not to cause slander if he was just the same Mak Imah in the house.

"Mr .. Have you taken your medicine?" ask Dafi to worry.

"Udah, yesterday to Puskesmas given medicine" replied Mak Imah.

"Have you eaten?" ask Dafi again.

"Udah Mas, by the way, what do you want to buy here? Take it yourself .. Mak believes this Mas is an honest person" said Mak Imah.

"Mr ... Doesn't she have a family? Mak cape himself is rich. Do you shop at the market and bring your own vegetables? keep trading on your own too?" search Dafi with an increasingly pitying face.

"Yes Mas ... Mother lives alone" replied Mak Imah who then cried.

"Sorry Dafi yes Mak .. so make Mak sad" Pinta Dafi.

"Mas ... Do you want a story? who knows can reduce the burden on Mother's heart for the last dozen years" said Mak Imah.

Dafi sat on the bottom floor of the couch near Mak Imah who was now sitting leaning against the wall.

"Mak misses the same child .. but Mak doesn't know where he is now. Even Mom doesn't have a picture of her. Emang anyway, actually Mom is grateful she is not the same Mak now.she is in the hands of good and right people, Mak knows she will be taken care of properly. If he goes with Mumak .. can damage his rich life Mother" said Mak Imah while netesin tears.

Dafi tried to be a good listener, because she did not know Mak Imah was telling me about Qeena.

"She was beautiful and full of baby time, but her body was small due to malnutrition. When pregnant Mom lazy to eat and do not control to the Midwife to be given vitamins . children are born due to naughty actions during youth, lulled in love crazy same a man who turned out to be a crocodile. Although in the end he was responsible for marrying Mom, but still he was a man who did not pantes become a father. The birth of the child of the mother was not a mistake even though it was made with a lot of sin, but the mother who did wrong was not him. Mak wasted him since birth, Mak did not want nyuin he let the chest of the mother ga saggy, even Mak stay him for the sake of a man who in the end hurt the heart of the mother for the second time. Mother's life is broken just like a man's. Her stupid mother repeated three times with the same story. With ease Mak hand over the body for blind love and pleasure to fulfill the eve***demon. Once all can enjoy your body, it all ends with pregnancy but after knowing they are all blurred. I've been pregnant twice because of shame, astaghfirullah. If you want his body, Mom mah wants it to feel like it can turn back time" said Mak Imah added nangis.

Dafi rubbed Mak Imah's hand gently, like a child who was calming his parents.

"I don't want to apologize to the child Mak .. want to apologize and thank the great woman who brought the child Mother, the woman who was not directly hurt Mak heart" as much as Mak Imah said.

"Do you know where he is?" ask Dafi gently.

"Since Mak went to ninggalin house in-laws, since then Mak never saw him again, even the new mother inget same him after two years Mother said from the family of the former first husband Mother. Don't know where he is now, no family knows. Mom met her before she closed her eyes. Mother has been sickly rich gini, in every prayer repentance, Mother slip do'a so she can meet him before Mother dies" said Mak Imah still in her tears.

"Mak .. maybe now Mom can only hug him from afar, that is by praying ... Mak pray'aya a child Mak healthy, remain Istiqomah in the path of his religion, do not repeat the mistakes of the past Mak .. anyway good Mak" replied Dafi.

"Yes ..that's all you can do" said Mak Imah.

"You still know her ex-husband's family home, right? Try to come again, who knows if now they know the whereabouts of the child where. Your child is certainly big and can go there himself" suggested Dafi.

"Actually Mak shy Mas if to the family home ex-husband, Mak serong first. Mothers who make mistakes with their families" said Mak Imah slowly.

His eyes Mak Imah are still weeping. He could not answer Dafi's last question.

"Patience to Mak" said Dafi.

"Mas himself here what is necessary? so long is the story of the mother" said Mak Imah.

"Gapapa Mak .. is now relieved?" say soft Dafi.

"Yes Mas ... Alhamdulillah. Hopefully later the child can meet a soul mate like this Mas yes, love the same family seems. Same Mother who does not know aja care to see Mother sick, let alone the same family yes" praise Mak Imah.

Dafi just smiled at Mak Imah's prayer. For now it is still difficult to open his heart again.

"Oh yes Mak, still young women, about fourteen years old who like to shop here?" ask Dafi.

"Neng Qeena means that?" said Mak Imah.

"Emak knows his name .. Yes Qeena" said Dafi enthusiastically.

"Yes ... Mak. He is very good, like to help Mom here" replied Mak Imah.

"Do you know where she's going?" shoot Dafi.

"Go? mean how?" mak Imah did not understand.

"Yes almost a month he said Mak, about Mak know where he went? my sister has tried to nyari has not met" continued Dafi.

"Not even know, just hear it now. Pantes aja he long time to the stall. Kirain is busy school. If it's not wrong he's boarding near the school" said Mak Imah.

"Yes ... Has she ever told Mom anything?" dafi said.

"So much to say. If this is mah helpin beberes. Likes kasian he said to see Mother cape alone trade rich gini. He never told me about himself. Mom only knew she only had a mom. You don't know if his father is still there or has died. Why are you taking him?" said Mak Imah curious.

"He's my father's adopted son. Kasian if he dropped out of school Mak. He did not go to hold the money" explained Dafi.

"Why did he run away? kidnapped by Mas? if you run away with a guy mah ga deh, wong looks like a good child really" said Mak Imah.

"There's a weird thing about the last time he was here?" ask Dafi again.

"Last he bought brown sugar with coconut, he said to make marrow porridge, His adoptive brother sick. That's aja anyway. But he rushed, he said asked his mother to do not stay out of the house for long" Remember Mak Imah again.

"Well that's Mak .. Last promise to come home, it was never until. Tools making porridge were still lying in the refrigerator kost annya" Dafi story.

"Ouch... Mom is thinking about him. I hope Neng Qeena is all right. He's a good boy, don't let anything bad happen to him" Mak Imah hoped.

"I'm sorry, ma'am . oh yes Mak .. I bought the banana yes, it's good to fry" said Dafi.

"But it's not good Mas, because the mother has not been shopping for two days" said Mak Imah.

"Gapapa Mak" replied Dafi while spending a hundred thousand rupiah.

"Emak take the change first yes" replied Mak Imah.

"Ga need Mak. I say goodbye first. Assalamualaikum"ujar Dafi.

"Waalaikumsalam .. thank you Mas" said Mak Imah sincerely.

On the way back home, Dafi tried to analyze.

"First ... Qeena buy ingredients to make marrow porridge, meaning that they have no intention of going at least until the next morning when the agreement comes home. The second, according to Mak Imah there is no strangeness but Qeena asked Mak Nuha to rush home. Did they meet someone just want to go to the house in the morning? but when do the clothes wear. After all, if the morning will be the keeper of the boarding house know. Eh wait a minute, they will say yes that night to the boarding guard said he wanted to go home village .. Fix this something happened between the time Qeena came home from the Mak Imah stall until around dawn. Because they have not had time to make marrow porridge and blurred conditions when deserted" Dafi analysis.

"But what yaaaaa." thought Dafi again.