TOAST
* Slice 82, Memories of the past
"This person Qeena knows A' . his name is Mas Fajar, the son of a man who helped the Qeena family a lot" Qeena said to calm Aa' Zay down.
Aa' Zay's family is starting to arrive. Fearing instead of causing a crowd, Aa' Zay decided to continue the conversation at her Abahan's house. At the same time Fajar met with Mak Nuha.
Erin and the children were driven home by Mr. Shaka's driver to his house. Aa' Zay, Damar, Qeena and Dawn on foot. Damar's motorbike was taken with Kang Maman to the Villa.
Arriving home, Qeena opened the door that she had the key with. The man sitting on the porch.
"Mr ... Mak ... wake up Mak .. there is Mas Fajr" said Qeena when approaching Mak Nuha in the room.
Mak Nuha immediately woke up in shock.
"Can't he be here?" mak Nuhah was confused.
"He was a guest at Pak Shaka Mak's Villanya" Qeena replied.
"That's Mr. Shaka's guest's birthday? how does he know Mr. Shaka?" cecar Mak Nuha's.
"Qeena also did not know Mak he came at the invitation of Mr. Shaka or not, earlier Qeena had tried to escape from the Villa secretly, uh do you know Mas Fajar clay Qeena" obviously Qeena lied a little about the existence of Dawn in the Villa.
Mak Nuha wears an instant hijab and an outer knit to cover her negligee. As soon as Mak Nuha appeared in front of the door, Dawn immediately approached.
"Mr ... O Allah. sought after for almost two years, his style is the same Mother Qeena is here" said Fajar while embracing Mak Nuha as usual.
"Mas is getting bigger and bigger" said Mak Nuha haru.
"Natured healthy?" ask Fajar while releasing his embrace.
"Aalhamdulillah .. Is he a doctor now?" ask Mak Nuha.
"Still Koas Mak .. let dapetin the title of doctor, yes still less than a year deh koasnya" explained Fajar.
Qeena brought out four cups of warm tea for the guests.
"So Mum and Qeena knew this guy?" aa' Zay's question was reassuring.
"Yes A' .. We know" replied Mak Nuha.
"Damar also knows A' .. Mas this is Papa's friend's son in the office" added Damar.
"Why did Fajar want to hurt Qeena? if you know you can talk well, you don't need to use rich violence earlier. Fortunately, we find it the same, try if there are citizens who look at vigilante, it is not their fault" said Aa' Zay.
"Yes sir .. apologize" replied Fajar.
"Call Aa' Zay aja" pinta Aa' Zay.
"Yes .." answered Dawn.
"Now you go home, it's night. Nginep's at the Villa, right?" ask Aa' Zay again.
"Yes A' .. Can I talk to Qeena first? kangen hasn't seen you in a long time. Qeena is my future wife" said Fajar without burden.
Aa' Zay was obviously shocked to hear the statement from Fajar, he then looked at Damar whose face was rich people sank.
"Ga may you be here for a long time, right who lives here all women, you are also a new husband, not her husband Qeena. Besides here is the village of Mas, different from Jakarta which is not a problem of rich things gini" Aa' Zay recalled.
"But I want to talk to Qeena A' .. Outside, everyone can see. Besides I'm afraid they're running away again" Nego Fajar.
"Mas .. better be here in the morning again. Now back to Villa, I guarantee that Qeena will be here until tomorrow morning" suggested Aa' Zay.
"Yes Mas Fajar, tomorrow again the case, it's night too, Mom wants to rest" said Mak Nuha.
"Yes .. tomorrow Dawn is here again. Same mother Qeena don't go again huh" hope Fajar.
Aa' Zay and Damar watched Fajar, who shared Qeena's part.
"The more beautiful you are, the more seventeen years you will be." seduced by Dawn.
"Mas still likes to give Qeena. I want to be a doctor, more mature dikit dong" replied Qeena.
"Udah pinter says it now" Fajar continued full of smiles.
"There come home, there will be waiting at the Villa" said Qeena half-sent away.
"Kok know the hell there is waiting, do not-don't nguping yaaaaa ..wah Qeena who can now read the situation" said Fajar.
"Qeena enter first yes" said Qeena while holding Mak Nuha into the house.
Dawn was still standing in front of the door.
"Ehem .. ahem .. want to be a security guard or fort nih all standing in front of the house people do not want to go too" remember Aa' Zay.
"Oh yes A' . sorry yes .. I am fascinated by Qeena. Long time no see, uh fitting to meet really pangling kok, more beautifulkkk" said Fajar.
Aa' Zay asks Damar to escort Dawn to Villa, fearing that Dawn will force her way into Mak Nuha's house.
"Kok Lo here anyway?" tanya Fajar was curious as she headed home to the Villa.
"Who lives here, is there a problem?" answer Damar sewot.
"Lo would like Qeena, lest you know they're here a long time ago but humpetin, even Lo who helps them stay here .. right?" guess Dawn.
"I also just met six months ago Mas, Izma asked if I didn't know anything" replied Damar.
"Kok so know they're here not to say to Izma again, deliberately yes want to nikung Qeena? continuing the love story of the old High School? You know that Qeena belongs to me" Dawn said.
"Qeena is not a woman who is not attached to anyone, I think it's okay if I like her? If Mas also like, compete healthy. We're both men, you know what to do?" damar said bravely.
"Wah boy yesterday afternoon just want to nantangin gw, mending Lo wash feet continue to sleep, dream again could be his girlfriend Qeena. I've loved him since he was a child .. remember. So I have the right to belong to him than anyone" said Fajar.
"Just ask Qeena, who does she like, me or Mas?" challenge Damar.
"Okay .. tomorrow we ask him" Fajar replied, not to lose.
At two in the morning after prayer, Dafi was angry, the fan was installed but still sultry. Finally, he decided to open the front door of his rented house.
Dafi sat by the door reading the Qur'an. There was relief in his heart. After he finished reading, he intended to close the door and continue his sleep again.
The rented location is not on the main road, you could say behind the main road, this area even though the main road is not as crowded as the road in Jakarta, moreover, the place where Dafi in front of him is still an empty garden with a fairly high weed, at eight o'clock at night is already quiet.
Dafi's eyes fell on a car. Feeling that there was something unnatural about the car parked between the weeds and in dark conditions, Dafi was moved to get closer and see the car swaying. Car glass is dark and not visible from the outside. But there was a sound from inside the car.
Dafi tapped on the windshield several times, as if the person in the car was panicking so the car was back swaying. His friend Dafi came closer because he wanted to go to the bathroom and saw the door open, so close to see Dafi was among the weeds.
"Nish ... what are the nights in the middle of this gini?" asked his friend while patting Dafi on the shoulder.
Obviously Dafi was shocked and somewhat jumped when his shoulder was patted.
"Bikin was shocked" said Dafi.
"What are you looking for?" ask his friend again.
"Local earthquake phenomenon" replied Dafi.
"Bid again ajeb-ajeb nih kanya" ledek his friend Dafi.
Dafi knocked on the car glass. A few minutes later, a man about four heads out.
"What's up Bang?" ask the man.
"Sorry, you're here?" dafi said.
"What is your business?" he replied, angry and didn't seem to like it.
"This is why the car marker is here, it's late at night" continued Dafi while still wailing.
"Why are your eyes, lyrics here and there looking for something, do not want to rob ya?" said the man.
"Whose car is that in?" ask Dafi casually.
As a result of the man's shout, there began to be neighbors next to Dafi's contract who came out. Understand still rarely home there, so the sound of a falling spoon can be the same buzzing neighbors.
"What's the matter Danish?" ask neighbor.
"It looks like there's something in the car. Please come out sir who is inside" Dafi ordered.
"That's my son getting sick" the man replied.
"Ga far from here there is a Hospital, can be taken there if sick, after all if in a field like this instead of sick will heal even more possessed by demons" Dafi said again.
"Not to interfere" the man snapped.
"Do you want to get out on your own or do I force out the person in the car?" ask Dafi again.
Because Dafi Rada shouted, finally a woman came out of the car.
"Huuuhhhhh .. commit adultery here .. make shit" shouted residents who began to grow furious.
"This mah Pak is not sick, but sick. Some of the children themselves are still eaten . " said Dafi while shaking their heads.
"Don't say much to you" The man was ready to throw his raw bogem at Dafi's face. But Dafi's hand caught him faster.
The men helped secure the man.
"Pak .. it was slletingin pants first, later look like the mothers who are here can be more embarrassed" remember Dafi.
People laughed when they saw the man tidying his pants.
Dafi approached the woman who was embarrassed and wept. Her hair is also messy.
"Enter in the car .. wear the right clothes, I know you rush to wear his clothes, have not been wearing underwear and his clothes are back" said Dafi seriously while turning his body.
The woman immediately got back in the car.
"Crazy Lo Nish... dark rich gini still looks like a girl ga pake daleman, already know again his clothes back" praise his friend while grinning.
"How do you not know, the female furniture was clamped door so partially, it is also the button time shirt behind" said Dafi.
"Wahhh . indeed, his specialization in the analyst so anything is analyzed very carefully" said his friend Dafi.
The two perpetrators of acts that violate immoral are brought to the house of Mr. RT who is not far from there.
Dafi told his chronology to Mr. RT, all listening.
"Whose son are you? not looking for your parents the night they were out of the house?" ask RT to the woman.
The woman just looked down.
"Have it been Mr. ..we're at peace, we'll go right?" said the striped-nose man.
"Are you paid or forced?" ask Dafi to intervene.
"It's none of your business" the man scolded.
"For love?" continued Dafi mencari.
The woman nodded while crying.
"Dek .. I know you're young, if this man is destructive it means he's not in love, but only. If you're pregnant, does she want responsibility? you're definitely not husband and wife, are you?" dafi said.
"Not Bang .. I lied to my parents, said I wanted to stay at a friend's house. But I took my girlfriend for a walk. He said that my love must follow what it wants" replied the woman stammering.
"Call your parents, explain everything. Hopefully there is the best way yes, what has happened may not be able to return to how it was, but it can be repaired. If you love each other, getting married is better than committing adultery like this" advised Dafi who then resigned because soon will enter at dawn.