TOAST
* Slice 81, Dilemma
"Yes Allah .." said Qeena, believing her while closing her mouth
Qeena did not believe the view presented in front of his eyes, his brain immediately asked his feet to leave this Villa as soon as possible.
Qeena immediately slipped towards the exit of the Villa. Half-run he sped up his pace. He tried no one saw his departure.
Without Qeena realizing it, the man caught Qeena's face clearly and followed after her. The man also exited the Villa carefully so as not to attract the attention of everyone at the Villa.
Because long time did not appear, Damar rushed towards the kitchen. He wants to see Qeena there. Worried also if Qeena did not find the plastic plates sought.
As soon as he reached the kitchen, Damar met Kang Maman.
"Look Qeena?" ask Damar.
"So Mba Qeena came here, but just take the plastic plates just keep going again in the future" said Kang Maman.
"Why isn't he nyampe-nyampe? what's to the bathroom first?" ask Damar.
"Times to the old bathroom, there were times ten minutes ago out of the kitchen" Kang Maman replied.
"Thank you Kang, maybe he'll see Villa again" Damar said.
Damar looking for Qeena around Villa but nil. Aa' Zay who saw Damar was confused finally approached Damar.
"Why Mar? rich people are in such a daze" asked Aa' Zay.
"Qeena said A' .. Was she wanted to take a plastic plate in the kitchen, uh until now it's not back and forth" Damar story.
"Well, what's he saying? he was big, rough time. Villa is like doang Mar" replied Aa' Zay.
"But said Kang Maman had already left the kitchen" said Damar.
"Well, let's go find each other, it's in the bathroom, isn't it?" kara Aa Zay.
"Public bathroom did not exist, Damar had already checked" Damar replied.
Aa' Zay looked around. Suddenly looking at the trees, he saw something strange. Near the tree, there was a pile of plastic plates lying there. Aa' Zay took it and handed it to Damar.
"While the plate is here, did something happen to me? call him Mar" orders Aa' Zay.
Damar called Qeena's HP immediately. Qeena has no HP and is being turned off because it is charged.
"Hp's dead A' .. Where is it? ask Damar to start panicking.
"We're trying to find her at home" Aa' Zay's idea.
"Take my bike" Damar replied.
Aa' Zay and Damar head to the parking lot to grab the Damar bike.
"A' ... Where are you going?" erin asked who saw her husband's way in a hurry.
"Qeena said" replied Aa' Zay.
"Lost????" ask Shaka in shock.
"Can't I A'?" said Erin again.
"This one wants to go to his house first. You see, the plastic plate fell under the tree, we were worried he was why" said Aa' Zay while riding on his motorbike Damar.
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Qeena was still running towards her house, the atmosphere of the streets was quiet even though it was only nine pm, because it was raining this afternoon so people were lazy to leave the house. After all, the road to the Villa is still a lot of fruit gardens belonging to Aa' Zay, so it is not a residential area.
"Qeena ... Qeena .. wait" cried the man from behind.
Qeena sped up her pace, but the man's pace was faster and her strength was strong enough to catch Qeena's hand.
Qeena pulled her hand firmly, she tried to rebel but Qeena's energy lost to the man.
"Relax Qeena .. don't yell .. I have no malicious intent to you" the man said.
Damar and Aa' Zay who saw Qeena's hand held by a man they did not know, immediately pulled the bike over and attacked.
"Woyyyy ... lastin not .. how dare the same woman" cried Aa' Zay who immediately pulled the man's hand.
Damar who eventually involved brawl the same man in a black jacket plus a black hat.
"Don't rese Lo yes here" said Damar prepared to hit again.
"What the hell Lo." replied the man as he opened his hat.
"Udah .. already ... do not make a fuss in the village. Who're you?" lerai Aa Zay's.
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In the modern world as it is today, where data has a big role, making the employment prospects for those who major in statistics are increasing. This is what Dafi and his friends use to open a business that moves as a data analyst. Dafi is the part that analyzes while his friends exist as marketing and data collectors.
There are many clients of the company. Because indeed every company needs analytics experts who can process data well for the progress of the company, rarely do they recruit special employees for this section, usually per need. Together with two colleagues, Dafi opened statistical data processing services online. There are even some students who use their services to help. Usually statistical skills are needed during the thesis of statistical students, but the price of services is adjusted to the pocket of students. All work is done online so it does not require the presence of Dafi, just represented by other colleagues to meet clients.
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Rian went into Bu Fia's room.
"Bun... Bun ... see" said Rian while showing the results of his work.
Last afternoon he was in therapy, where he was taught to stick to color paper and grouped according to color.
"Mother drowsiness .. there comes out.." said Bu Fia while still playing HP.
"Bune ... Bun ..." forcibly Rian.
"Dibilangin Mommy sleepy .. tomorrow Mother of work" said Bu Fia ketus.
Mr. Dzul who just came out of the bathroom saw his son's face as disappointed.
"Well, what did you learn there?" asked Mr. Dzul while sitting on his bench.
Rian approached his father and looked back on his face.
"Udah pinter yes ... Rian can already pee himself said Mas Narko yes?" ask Mr. Dzul again. Rian nodded.
"Kalo Rian wants to pee directly into the bathroom yes .." ordered Mr. Dzul, he was told by Mas Narko to repeat the words so that Rian can remember.
"Yaaa" answered Rian while returning to play in a toy car.
"Rian wants to go to school?" asked Mr. Dzul while rubbing his son's head.
"Ngga .. want to play" replied Rian.
"Why don't you want to go to school? let's have a friend" said Mr. Dzul.
"Evil" Rian said without looking at his father.
"They're not evil, just don't understand Rian's condition .. Now it's night, I take you to the room. Rian sleeps so that tomorrow he can play again with the Doctor" said Mr. Dzul while holding his son to the room.
After escorting Rian, Mr. Dzul returned to the room. He went to bed and slept next to her, Bu Fia.
"Rian feels his schoolmate is evil" opened Mr. Dzul.
"Yes because he is different from his friends" replied Bu Fia cuek.
"You know if Rian is different .. Why force him into public school? we can't blame the kid who bullied Rian for being different, but we're the one who put Rian in public school wrong. Our son should go to a special school" said Mr. Dzul.
"Free school too, what the hell do we expect from a child like that? work? have achievements? ga kannnn" Bu Fia replied as she put down her HP and laid down her body.
"Bun .. He's our son too. Thank God we are blessed with three other children whose condition is normal, the time to protest with God because we are given a different one. Rian our son, our flesh and blood who also have the same rights as our other children" said Mr. Dzul.
"How do you want it? Just there father who enrolled Rian school, Mother is busy, can not list soan" replied Bu Fia with his chuckle.
"Bun .. has never arisen affection to Rian goods a little, many out there who crave the presence of children, we are given until four ... should be our gratitude many times over" advised Mr. Dzul.
"The son of ten is also there and all is normal. What's our fault again until we're given a rich kid?" said Bu Fia.
"Bun. the child is God's right. Want to protest with God? Bun ... has it been .. almost twenty years Rian was entrusted to us, so long as it is also much that we get from God, still not satisfied?" ask Mr. Dzul.
"Cape talked to him, at the end of which Dad nagged and gave him advice on a long, rich train. How can you talk about the same thing for twenty years?" said Bu Fia.
"Astaghfirullah .. it is difficult if people have closed their eyes" said Mr. Dzul while walking out of the room.
Tonight Mr. Dzul decided to sleep in Dafi's room. There is a lot to think about in calm conditions. If you still see his wife, the anger still rushes.
She laid her tired body on Dafi's single mattress. Room that hasn't changed paint since she was little. Still blue with wallpaper with a picture of a ball and plane. Dafi never asked to change the nuances of the room until he was as big as now, because indeed he was also rarely at home.
When he was about to put his HP, Mr. Dzul did not deliberately nudge Dafi's book. A photograph fell from the book.
Family photos of Izma's newborn and photos of him were made at the Hospital. Behind the photo there are scribbles of words, Mr. Dzul is very sorry to write his son, there are rarely men who write neatly, but Dafi is very neat writing, his writing is very neat, even at school he was often asked for help to write a diploma.
#Warmness in the family is not measured by the size of the area of the house, but the extent of happiness it occupies. No matter how busy we are, no matter how far we go, family is home. Money and office will not be able to pay together with family. As far as my feet go, leave my beloved home and family, the most beautiful place to return is my family, without them I am no one alive in this world.
Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten (Family means no one is abandoned or forgotten)#.
Mr. Dzul smiled looking at the photo again.
"Mas ... It seems like Dad is now calm, there are you who are ready to replace Dad at any time" said Mr. Dzul.