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* Slice 65, Learn to move on

Three months passed from Qeena's departure from her boarding house. Mr. Dzul's family still hopes that Qeena and Mak Nuha will return. Mr. Dzul wanted to report to the authorities, but Mr. Fia opposed him, because besides they were not family, he also did not want to be bothered with all the calls and reports of the authorities.

There was a letter sent by Qeena, addressed to Mr. Dzul. A letter sent home on an expedition.

After dinner, Mr. Dzul asked his children and his wife to get together. He had not read the letter, but it was clear that the sender had written Qeena, without a postal address or HP number.

"So coming home from work, Anto love this to Daddy" said Mr. Dzul while removing a letter from his pants pocket.

"What letter is Yah?" ask Dawn.

"From Qeena .." replied Mr. Dzul.

"Try Well ... The dawn is open" said Fajar enthusiastically approached his father.

"Father who will read, you will hear. This is a letter to Dad" suggested Mr. Dzul.

Mr. Dzul opened a letter that was typed neatly and printed several sheets. Everyone was sitting in the living room, only Rian who did not want to sit down and returned to the room because he wanted to watch a cartoon.

At the beginning of the letter, Qeena asked all members of the family of Mr. Dzul and prayed for all always in the protection of Allah SWT.

Mr. Dzul is still reading the next page.

"I on behalf of myself and representing the parents, apologized profusely to the Om Dzul Family for coming in looking face but going out looking back. At that time I had no choice but to follow my mother's wishes. Now that my mother and I are fine, there is no need to worry about our situation because there are many good people who extend their hands for us" continued Mr. Dzul who seemed to start feeling sad reading sentence by sentence.

Dawn continued to read the letter because it seems Mr. Dzul began to glaze over. Imagine two women struggling out there with no direction of purpose and a handle on money.

"Om Dzul . I once promised to answer Om Dzul's request after I was seventeen. Although not old enough now, but enough for me to answer the request. After I spoke to Mom and asked God for guidance, I decided to refuse to marry Mas Rian. Let me and Mom step into a new life without being overwhelmed by the story of the past. We both know, will not be able to repay all the kindness that Om Dzul has given, but we always remember and pray for the best for all Om Dzul families" read Fajar eagerly.

"Two pieces of the letter were read, why he did not tell me where or how they could survive until now" Dafi said feeling strange.

"Yes because they do not want to know where there is" said Fajar.

"A Qeena can write a letter to Dad? his goal?" dafi said he still did not believe.

"Next Jar" pinta Pak Dzul.

Dawn again read the letter in his hand.

"Together with this letter, I sent a shopping voucher whose amount is not yet comparable to the money that has been issued by Om Dzul. But look at my good intentions to return what Om Dzul has given, if there is another windfall, then I will send back shopping vouchers for Om Dzul, he said, sorry I do not know the family account number Om Dzul" continued Fajar reading. He issued a stack of vouchers worth five hundred thousand rupiah.

"Three months passed without news, suddenly there was a letter and gave a shopping voucher? Was his life not as difficult as it used to be? Strange drops according to Mas. We know that Qeena doesn't say much, but this type implies that he is good at talking .. sorry .. This is not really Qeena, not like the Qeena we know" said Dafi.

Dawn continued to read the letter until it was finished and then placed at the table near the seat of Mr. Dzul.

"I mean Mas Dafi, this isn't Qeena sending?" tanya Dawn assured.

"Yes .. This is too good for a Qeena. Sorry, I still don't believe" said Qeena.

"That's what we want to draw our sympathy for, get attention" said Bu Fia.

"Ga Bun too, if he draws our sympathy, he will not say well. I'll write something that makes us feel good. Anyway .. Qeena is full of consideration, why send vouchers to us if the condition of the family in the village is still lacking, he sent there, not send to us whose economic conditions are better than ours" continue Dafi again.

"Yes the goal is a little to want to return the money to Dad" said Izma.

"Makanya .. nolong tuh people as necessary, rich gini new tau taste. I've been out a lot but I can't get what I want" said Bu Fia nyinyir.

"What does Bun mean?" ask Fajar annoyed.

"Yes, I want Qeena to be Rian's wife, so at school first, uh don't know even run away. If he's not ready to be his wife Rian should not gini dong way" said Bu Fia.

"Don't think negatively about Qeena and Nuha" suggested Mr. Dzul.

"It's not negative thinking, it's reality. Children if there is no education, then go that way. No thanks" said Bu Fia.

"Udah Bun . mending don't need to be discussed again. In fact, later Mother of emotions and make a sin just curse people, worried it will be slander. We don't know exactly why they left here. But they're all grown-ups and can think about the consequences, so can't we close the discussion on Qeena?" Dafi spoke up.

"Mas can say rich because Mas ga in the position of Dawn, Mas know what it feels like to be parting? does it hurt Mas?" the words of Dawn that do not accept Dafi's talk.

"Whatever you want to look for him and still hope he can be yours, but if God says no .. want to protest?" dafi said casually.

"Pantes Mas was left with Rahma ... It's cold like this" continued Fajar.

"Receiving something with a sincere heart is not an easy matter, but that does not mean it can not, right? We just surrender, we accept everything with a sincere feeling and great hope that what we experience is the best will of Him. We have done their work" continued Dafi.

"It is true that Mas Dafi's advice .. After all we have to move on, Qeena is also not part of our nuclear family that we should really look for. Yes if he comes again we accept, do not come ya gapapa. What Dad has issued is his intention to help them, yes it does not need to be revealed anymore" finally Mr. Dzul mediates.

"All right to find Qeena, but Fajar won't. Fajar will find him until he meets" insisted Fajar.

"Jar .. when we want something so much, that we forget that what we want can not be the best for us. It is as if we are going to do things in some way and over-exert the will. If you have to force the will, the feeling becomes more and more unsettled, always feeling less and completely uncomfortable. This is what drives us wrong in our actions. For example, you want to keep looking for Qeena and focus on learning to be a nuisance, keteter lessons? Maybe far away there, Qeena is praying so you can succeed as a doctor and can meet again later" Dafi advised.

Dawn began to digest the sentence of her eldest brother.

"Remind you Jar that God will not give us what we want, but what we need. Everything that will be yours will come back to you, no need to force everything. If Qeena were created and outlined for you, God would have millions of ways to unite you. Mas dear to you Jar ... these few months slumped ga excited, where Dawn that Mas know is very cheerful and always relaxed facing anything?" dafi said.

"But Mas ... Dawn really lost the motivation to live without Qeena" Fajar said.

"You try to open your heart .. If you can fall in love again, then Qeena is just a childhood obsession and you just focus on liking her. If your heart cannot receive a new love, ask God to meet again with Qeena. But now, fix your messy life. Consider it all you do for Qeena .. until later you will understand, what you do now will be useful for your future" continued Dafi while patting his sister's shoulder and then enter the room.

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Bakpau made by Qeena also began many messages, even orders from Erin aja can enter up to fifty pieces per day. Qeena quit the clinic because she could not divide her time again, she started homeschooling and made mangroves and bread into stalls.

"Mr ... Thank God, slowly we can improve our economic conditions. Can send money to Mbah in Kampung. We can also be independent without the help of Aa' Zay and Teh Erin" said Qeena grateful.

"Iya Qeena .. rich dreams yes .. but you emang ga cape, from the dawn abis have made the order of mangroves and bread, continue to muter to the stall bring bread, help Erin until Dzuhur, the, abis is continuing school. Abis sorenya school help again Erin and Maghrib, Isya's abis began making jam until midnight. So just keep on seeing the power you sleep a day for at least three hours. Don't know the holidays. My mom can help me too. You can't be tired of you" said Nuha.

"Emak was from Qeena baby tape ngurusin Qeena. Then Mother also has found money for Qeena to big. Now replace Mak .. Anyway someday Qeena will have a bakery Mak .. special bakery recipe from Mak Nuha and Grandpa Naim ... the recipes we now use to further our lives now. Qeena wants to be rich Aa' Zay and Teh Erin .. can help create jobs. Let there be no more people who are difficult to be rich, Mak. Qeena wants all women employees later, we show to the world that women have tremendous power to survive" said Qeena eagerly.

"Why are all women? must need men in every effort, they will also need energy" replied Nuha.

"Lelaki will only make women miserable Mak .. just as rich in business, even making it complicated" said Qeena.

"That's Aa' Zay and his assistants are not complicated, even very useful in society" defended Nuha.

"It's just a handful of Mak . if the child now says it's limited edition" said Qeena.