TOAST

TOAST
* Slice 91, Islah


Mr. Dzul finally took Fajar to Ciloto secretly. On Sunday morning around three in the morning, they set off to take his car Fajar so that dawn had arrived in Ciloto. Mr. Dzul has weighed the bad good. He was worried that Bu Fia knew it would become a new problem for Mak Nuha and Qeena.


After the morning prayers at the mosque to the village where Qeena lived, they covered for a moment to stop by the coffee shop to warm the stomach. Mr. Dzul chose green bean porridge plus fresh bread while Fajar chose to drink milk and fried.


"Around the clock deh we new home, pas ga bagagian terjagan" pinta Pak Dzul.


"Beres Boss" replied Dawn.


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This Sunday morning Qeena had just completed a snack box order for weekly studies. It contained risol, chocolate bananas and doughnuts, all packed in fifty small boxes.


While sweeping the terrace, there was a car stopped in the courtyard of the house. Qeena knew it was Dawn's car.


Mr. Dzul got out of the car and smiled at Qeena. After rebuking, Qeena invited Mr. Dzul and Dawn to sit on the terrace. Mak Nuha is going to the mosque. A long time later, Erin passed by after taking Zayda and Zavier to Mr. Shaka's house. Aa' Zay was taking Zavier for a bike ride.


"Teh Erin ... stop here, this is the Father I said sent me to school" said Qeena.


"Oh yes.." said Erin.


Erin went to the porch and greeted her guest Qeena. Erin understood that if Qeena was at home alone, must be worried to be slander from the surrounding community.


"Father yes Om ... This Erin Tea is like my own Brother. It's not good for Qeena herself, while there are two men at home" pinta Qeena.


"Father Qeena" replied Mr. Dzul.


"Previously.Mom and I apologize profusely to the Om Dzul family. We left without saying goodbye, not being polite, but there was something I couldn't tell you" Qeena said.


"Yes ... I'm sure if you leave us there must be something. Om came here with a purpose Qeena .. used to remember Om ever asked you to marry Rian right? Today Om pull that Om offer. It's not fair for you to marry Rian. Om also apologized if he had thought that crazy, understand when there was panic from Om as a parent about the future of Rian. Sorry Om ya Qeena .. "sincere Mr. Dzul said.


"Gapapa Om .. Qeena understands the situation" continued Qeena.


Erin was still wondering where this story actually went.


"So yes ..between Dad and Qeena is empty" cut Fajar.


"Yes." replied Mr. Dzul with a smile.


"Thank you Om.. Any remark will not be able to reply to what Om gave to Qeena from childhood. We are happy here Om .. please one day request me .. do not bring the Om family here. Enough Om and Mas Fajar only know. The others don't need to know. Qeena was worried that as more and more people knew of our existence, the past would again ruffle our lives. We already have a new family like the Teh Erin family here, who accepted us without needing to know how we came from. So I beg you Om" pinta Qeena.


"Yes . oh yes one more thing, you do not need to send shopping vouchers again at home. You better save the money" suggested Mr. Dzul.


"What voucher is it? Qeena never sent" asked Qeena astonished.


"So you never send it to Om?" ask Mr. Dzul back.


"Ga om, Qeena here is also still not excessive. If there are more yes send to the village for Mbah" explained Qeena.


"Who sent you?" said Mr. Dzul astonished.


"Wah ... actually Mas Dafi's analysis, if not Qeena who sent" said Fajar.


They all thought for a moment.


"How's everything Om?" ask Qeena to break the silence.


"Alhamdulillah good. Izma just wait for the announcement to enter PTN soon, Mas Dafi is now placed in Sungai Penuh, Rian has also been in regular therapy, has made a lot of progress" explained Mr. Dzul.


"Alhamdulillah" replied Qeena.


"Say your Dawn goes to school here too?" said Mr. Dzul.


"Yes Om .. I joined Homeschooling, have exams too, just wait for the results. This Erin tea is the one who contributed to everything that Qeena lived to this day" Qeena praised.


Erin just smiled without speaking. His position is only as a listener.


Mak Nuha is back from the mosque at nine in the morning. Was shocked to see the arrival of Mr. Dzul. But after being explained, Mak Nuha understood.


"Once again thank you for everything, only God can repay all the goodness of the family. Give our greetings to Grandma Sri and Mba Fia, children too" said Mak Nuha.


"Nuha . If you need help, we are always ready to help. Don't hesitate yes. Sorry I also have an offer to make Qeena as his wife Rian . once again I apologize" said Mr. Dzul.


"Yes even though he was disappointed because the help that Mas gave there was an end, it is now clear. So there's nothing more we need to talk about. Sorry in advance.no good there are male guests in our house. Besides, later Mas wanted the same wife Mas, surely here did not say anything" said Mak Nuha.


"Naoha Good .. Qeena .. Erin ... we say goodbye first" said Mr. Dzul preparing to leave.


"Let's Jar ... will be stuck or the road hit by the system is open and close" asked Mr. Dzul.


"Newly take off kangen Yah .. wait aja aja yes" pinta Fajar.


"Ga there is no afternoon, Jar .. let's go home now" ordered Mr. Dzul.


With a heavy heart, Dawn also obeyed the wishes of his father.


After Mr. Dzul and Dawn, Mak Nuha invited Erin in. Because there was no busyness, Erin also followed the wishes of Mak Nuha. Qeena pamit go first to the market because tomorrow there is a cake order from Erin, as a tester for the Lebaran cake trade in about three months. So the tester must have been circulating in order to compile how many orders. Erin used to take it from her friend, but this year her friend had a baby, so she didn't make it.


Mak Nuha sat with Erin on the front seat of the television.


"We are difficult people Rin .. I am a wife who lost a child because of the affair of the husband who finally married his affair. Qeena is not the daughter of Mother .. She is the daughter of her father's second wife. She was brought in because we were evicted from the house of in-laws. Qeena's father went nowhere, his mother was not clear. Qeena's baby has been left behind by both of her biological parents. The mother who had no job at that time was confused, so we were helped by a mother . We called her Mak Leha. Years change, Mak Leha who is good at making bread, teaches us to make and sell bread. From the sale of rotilah we know the family Mas Dzul who had come. The name is a forward effort, there are only competitors to arguably the bread business between the life of the unwilling dead. Mas Dzul continued to help us until finally Mother decided to return the village. In the village everything is difficult. Qeena from Junior High had to guard the shop to find money. He knew the names of his parents, Mom didn't cover up, but he never met his parents. Even though we are in the village, Mas Dzul still provides his assistance until when Qeena wants to enter the high school requested in Jakarta, only two months of school, eh disaster came. Qeena's biological father knew where we were. I thought I would be strong to face Qeena's meeting with her parents, but it turns out that I can't and won't. Until we ran away without direction and met Aa' Zay" Mak Nuha's story at length.


"Why aren't you ready to meet your husband?" ask Erin.


"Former husband precisely, because Mother demanded divorce in the Religious Court on the advice of Mas Dzul" said Mak Nuha.


"Oh .. My mom is officially separated from her ex-husband" Erin said.


"He's a man I love and I hate. The one who cuts deep wounds. During the marriage, he incised a lot of pain until his peak Mother lost a new born child. All Mom did for him, but there was no sense of kasian at all to Mom. That's why I don't want Qeena to know someone like that. Mom was worried that Qeena would be her dairy cow or at worst until it was sold. He once sold his second wife for rupiah. Moreover, Qeena is beautiful, it can be easy to sell it to rich people lonely" said Mother.


"Yes Allah Mak .. until his father's behavior Qeena?" erin said she couldn't believe it.


"That's not how much Rin ... there are many more disgrace, but it has become .. become a story for Mother only" replied Mak Nuha.


"Keep if his family is good Mr. Dzul, why would Mom and Qeena wanti-wanti no one should know the whereabouts of Mother here?" ask Erin.


"Because the driver of his wife, Mr. Dzul, is Qeena's real father" replied Mak Nuha.


"The family of Mr. Dzul knows?" Erin.


"They don't know yet, but Qeena's father knows we're near Mas Dzul's family" Mak Nuha said.


"How is Mak Qeena's mother?" asked Erin curiously.


"Since he left home, since then we do not know where he is" continued Mak Nuha.


"Mak Noah and Qeena were patient as were all the trials that struck. Erin did not think there was a fate like Mak Nuha and Qeena. Erin also has a sad story, but Erin is always surrounded by good people until she meets Aa' Zay and Erin's own biological father. Just be patient yes Mak .. there will be rainbows after rainstorms. believe me Mak .. Allah is All-Knowing when the time is right for Mother and Qeena to be happy" Erin said, embracing Mak Nuha.


The two of them broke out instantly. Two strong women in his day, who became victims of men with different stories.


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Sorry to read all, I can not be sure if it will be able to up the next story or not in the near future.


Please pray for my beloved Mother, Sartini, whom God is testing with her illness.


Thank you for all the attention, comments, like even the points given to me. I hope I can produce a work that is memorable for all readers.


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