CONFESSION STONED
139. Tactics Tini

Tini, Boy, Asti and Mak Robin looked down at Tini's cell phone which was deliberately placed on a small plastic table that they looted from the former room of the Colonized.

The phone is displaying an open messaging app. Name on it listed ‘Pak Agus Malam’. Tini managed to get the phone number of her boss. Armed with the reason Agus is indebted for saving a laptop worth tens of millions from destruction.

Tini's been coming home from work since noon. The reason for the whisper turned out to make the flat-faced Agus melt. At 9 p.m., all the boarding house residents had been in front of Tini's room to watch the woman try the new Agus number. A moment ago, Tini had already typed in a single short message.

‘Malem Pak Agus’

The message was sent, but it has not been read. It has been a while some of the residents of the boarding house are still looking down on the message. Assumptions were coming from their mouths.

“I think his Pak Agus has slept Mbak,” terka Asti.

“Maybe again on the road, it is normal for boss to go home longer.” Boy lifted his eyes from Tini's phone.

“Halah, I think he read it from the top of Tini's message. Pretend he doesn't know. Lazy thought. Female mute 'would her sign be slovenly.” Mak Robin took a look and glanced at Tini who stiffened her jaw to look at him.

“You pack consolation, pack your spirits. Prayer box,” Tini said to Mak Robin.

“Every day I pray you'll be quick kawen. But I also don't want you to expect high. Later on I fall ill. Wounds,” replied Mak Robin.

“Ya treated. There is insurance from the company, Mr. Agus. Hihihi..” kikik Tini with her freedom.

Silenced phone screen. The four of them then leaned back limp.

“Basic brash! Pantes if not married at that age. At 9 am I slept. Ap—” boy

TING

TING

Message notification appears making the phone screen back on. Everything's silent.

“Eh, like from ‘Pak Agus Malam’ let's quickly open!” pekik Boy's.

Their heads were lowered back on the table facing the cell phone. Tini rubbed the screen then saw two lines of reply Agus.

‘Night Tini..’.

‘There can be helped?’

“Ih my goodness Boy!” Tini closed her mouth as if moved. “I'm happy,” said Tini then rocked Boy and ruffled the man's hair.

“Udah ah! Amused I got your milk!” Boy threw Tini's hand which had hugged him since. “Cepet bales!”

“Kukira already headed for recovery,” muttered Tini looking at Boy. “OK me bales again. But I wonder what can be helped. What mom? Will you help lift a gallon of water? The answer is really stiff like gini,” Tini's tirade.

“So yourself Mbak.... We learned from the past. Let Pak Agus know Mbak Tini actually how.” Asti turned to Tini on his right.

“Yes, you reply to your joys. Fast!” Mak Robin is encouraging.

“Suka-sukaku, right? Okay..” Tini then started typing the answer. The three friends leaned back into the chair. While Tini looked down on her cellphone lying on the table. Several times he was seen typing something and then deleting it again.

Finally after being convinced of what he said, he clicked the send button and straightened his body.

“Beres, just wait for the answer.” Tini spread her gaze towards her three friends.

“What do you make?” ask Boy.

“Liat aja,” replied Tini with a smug face. Boy, Asti and Mak Robin looked down at Tini's reply.

‘Help my heart may not sir?’

“Hahaha—” Mak Robin laughs out loud. “Your typical times the answer.” Robin continued his laughter.

“Yeah, I deg-degan—aku deg-an.” Asti clenched her mouth after seeing Tini's reply.

“Tin! How to direct gini?” ask Boy with a serious face.

“Basic temen kampret! When asked, he said to be myself. Just like. Now all the complaints. Make me come deg-degan.”

“Can be fired you later! It's like messing around the same serious thing,” scolding Boy.

“So how?” Tini blanch. “I delete—aku delete.” Tini hurriedly lowered her head back to her phone.

“Modar Boy!” tini Aspir. “Tomorrow I think I'm unemployed again.” Still looking down, Tini turned to Boy.

“Could be ensured,” sahut Boy views messages that have been read. He massaged Tini's shoulders.

“Pasrah Mbak,” said Asti leaned back with a resigned face and threw a look of pity on Tini.

“From my gray hair to you! A thousand,” said Mak Robin again threw his back on the chair.

TING

I heard a message back in. The four were wide and simultaneously back down on top of the phone. Tini quickly rubbed the screen of her phone.

The eyes of the four people grew increasingly wide. Asti closed his mouth again. And Boy instead shook Tini's body that sculpted. Mak Robin laughed out loud.

Agus sent an answer, ‘Our heart is not calm why?’

“Eh! Uh! I'm not dreaming, am I? I don't think I'll be fired tomorrow!” Tini as if just realized then change to throw the hand of Boy who hugged him. “Sana! Amused me!” He then took his cell phone and brought it closer to his face.

“Finally—finally... Suketi will enter its heyday. Only abnormal men can resist Suketi. Legend of the fleeing Cokro village. Hahaha—” Tini then laughed out loud while holding his phone. Hearing what Tini said, Boy snarled.

Tini circled the page still looking at her phone from various angles.

“Eh Tini!” call Mak Robin. “Keeps, that's a soccer uniform who are you wearing? Yesterday the man on the second floor conversing in the back said his pants had been flushed in the clothesline.”

Tini walked over. “Ah cook anyway, something comes out huh?” ask Tini in a low tone and then sit back in the chair.

Mak Robin nodded. “Iya, he said in clothesline. You took it?” ask Mama Robin. “There's no one I remember your guy who likes to play real ball.”

“This is what I picked up on the clothesline. But I'm not helping. These pants are four days hot in the clothesline, I'm so good. So I take it and I use it until now.”

“Ih, betol means something! I think he forgot his clothesline. You also use the former balls of people!” Mak Robin laughed out loud.

“Udah I wash again. Yes, yes, yes. Ngapain. There he will kiss the anus every malem.” Tini giggled amusedly.

Asti and Boy just looked at Tini with a look of disdain.

*****

“So sure yes Doc?” ask Bara to the obstetrician who is writing a vitamin prescription.

“Sudah—already, 90% can be sure women. It's the seventh month. Two months to see his daughter.” The female doctor ripped off a piece of paper and thrust it at Bara. “Everything is healthy Sir. His mother's condition is also fit now.

Bara embraces the severed shoulders out of the obstetrician's check room. This time, Bara looked at the photo of USG prospective daughter with a sad face. His roar was shady and his lips pulled a faint smile. A melancholy feeling was tripping him.

“Princess father,” murmured. Sejah looked up at Bara who was still staring at the photo of the baby in black and white. Seen up smiling. Her chest was slightly light as doctors again confirmed the gender of their baby. But before the baby was born into the world safely and healthily, his sense of debt to Bara was not paid off.

Bara suddenly released his embrace on the shoulder of the Sejah. He reached into his pants pocket because he felt the phone vibrate.

“Mother,” said Bara saw his mother's name and photo fill the screen. “Padalaah only from there nganter Dul, already nelfon again.”

“Ya Bu?” answer Bara when he calls his mother.

“Gimana—gimana? Women ‘kan? Not changed ‘kan?” bu Yanti asked across the phone, sounding impatient.

“Iya, female. Baby girl. Kirain wants to say what,” Bara said.

“Mau mastiin. Yes, go straight home. Don't buy baby clothes today. Tomorrow, it's Sunday. Come home now, we'll have lunch together. Dul is a laper he said. Waiting for his mother. Cepet—cepet.” Ms. Yanti immediately ended the conversation. Bara looked at the curious face of Dijah.

“Shop baby clothes tomorrow, Sunday. Same mother. This malem we just need to stay there... Let Dul have his play. Mas want to spoiled with his mother..” Bara chuckled while again draping his hand around the Colored shoulder.

The To Be Continued.....

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