TINI SUKETI
127. The Effect of Tini Messages

“It turns out it was you, Tin. I almost thought that my Mas was hallucinating about you. From yesterday talking you continue,” said Dijah laughing. He still embraces Tini in the living room.

“Involuntarily, Jah. I know your Mas must be a big.” Tini's back giggling. “Nih, I brought fried foods. Create a story temen three hours ahead.” Tini offered the three-level plasticware packaging it carried.

“Dapet snack capital chat, Mas.” Sejah raised the gift of Tini to show Bara.

Just grimacing. He was about to make a joke on Tini, but aware of Wibisono's existence there, Bara undoes the intention.

“We want to chat in dalem. Mas Bara invited Mas-ku to chat, yes.” Tini looked at Bara. He was sure that Bara was getting curious about the topic of their conversation that afternoon. But he knew that Bara must have allowed Dijah to tell him stories, because the man must have picked up all those stories again.

“We sat here first, Mas. I was still shocked at the arrival of guests as well as new neighbors,” joked Bara chuckled, pointing at the expanse of patio chairs.

“Boleh—by,” said Wibi, throwing his body on the patio chair made of squiggly iron.

“Jah, please make tea, yes.” Bara holds the head of Mima who is being held by the colonized. Then he leaned slightly to whisper to his wife. “It turns out I will forever be haunted by Suketi, Jah.”

Colored up and Tini clenched his teeth looking at Bara. The husband laughed for a moment.

Shortly thereafter, Mbok Jum headed for the terrace with a tray containing two cups of tea and fritters made by Tini. While Tini and Sejah do not need an opening drink to start their topic. They sat on the sofa in front of the television.

“Gimana—gimana? What time did the dance end? Mas-ku asked the biduannya at least finished until the middle of the mallem,” said Dijah.

“Yes, don't know, Jah. I am not interested in uler dance. Because I also nari sama uler,” said Tini chuckled.

“Gosh ... just a moment already talking about uler,” said Bara suddenly when passing near the sofa.

“Halah, intentionally want to nguping,” serge Tini. “Mas-ku left,” connect Tini.

“Take water, Tin. You think not a macem. Wibi needs water. Throat drag. What's the entry, Tin?” He headed to the kitchen laughing.

“Later if I answer, surely out gosh bertubi-tubi. Mending no need,” said Tini. From the kitchen came the sound of Bara's laughter, hearing Tini's answer.

She returned from the kitchen with a bottle of cold water in her hand.

Tini standing from the couch, “Sini, I'm a nganter, Mas.” Tini asked for water from Bara's hands.

“No need, let me. You chat to entertain my wife who has not been anywhere this week,” said Bara, passed from the family room and returned to the terrace.

“That alesan of your husband, Jah ..” Tini snorted looking at Bara's back, then turned back to Dijah. “Sampe where was it?” ask her best friend.

“Sampe yu nari sama uler. But that's how we got past. You said you didn't know what time the entertainment was over. What's the envelope, Tin? Any blank envelopes?” tanya Sejah's. “Eh, sembang—sewhile. Mima want biscuits?” tanya Sejah to Mima who sat among them. The toddler nodded and Sejah got up to pick up a box of biscuits near the table.

“Oh, yes. Dul where?” tanya Tini, turned towards Dul's room.

“Nginep at home Uti. Today I'm going to the wedding reception of the university rector's son. Now Dul is a partner to the reception, because Mima can not be brought around,” explained Sejah.

Tini mangosteen.

“Tadi unanswered. No blank envelopes?” ask Dijah, repeating his question.

“Amplop empty? Yeah, there's gotta be. If there is no blank envelope, the donation box will not be rame,” said Tini laughed.

“Age now there are only, yes,” muttered Sejah.

“Nothing, Jah. The envelope contains more than the empty one. It's more than just good. Consider it a cross-subsidy. Maybe you want to come, but no money anymore. Though if not samplop is also okay,” said Tini.

“Worried not get souvenirs,” said Sejah.

“Iya, yes ... pinter you. I actually didn't really think about how much money the envelope made. Because the name of the reception must be a lot of money. When I didn't think about it, there was an envelope that stole the show. Envelopes are most prominent among the other envelopes. So tebbbel. From Mr. Dean, Jah. I saw him chatting with Mas Bara and Mas Heru. It turns out that when it comes in the form of an envelope, he wants to stand out from the rest.” Tini chuckles.

“What's the idea?” tanya Dijah was curious.

“Waaahhh, fifty million, Tin?” Seized eyes rounded in amazement.

Tini nodded proudly.

“Many of it, Tin,” cetus Colored.

“I save for Dayat aja, Jah. He said he wanted to be a great lawyer. That's envelope money from a great lawyer, I made capital for Dayat to be a great lawyer.”

“I'm grinning, Tin, horrified. May all your ideals be granted,” said Dijah.

“Our ambition, Jah,” errat Tini.

Sejah smiled wiping Mima's head whose face had been smitten with biscuits.

“On first night, piye, Tin?” Sejah put his mouth shut in laughter.

“Hmm …. That's not to ask. Not bad, Jah!”

Suddenly ….

“Gosh …. Especially this? Now what is discussed about kayak.” Back to the sofa. “Mima .. Father's child, do not listen to the inappropriate heard, yes.” Bara rubbed Mima's ears alternately right-left.

“Mas-mu is indeed a reason to go in and out to steal listen,” said Tini looked at Bara.

“I took a glass, Tin. Less than one make water,” replied Bara passed to the kitchen.

“Padahal can all bring the glass earlier,” said Tini sneered.

“Exclamation if not back and forth,” Bara said from the kitchen laughing.

When their conversation comes to a halt, Tini's mobile ringtone sings with remix music.

I'm just an ordinary human being

Which never escaped from

My Khilaf tried to change everything

There might be a chance

(Radja – Ordinary Man)

“Evi, Jah.” Tini looked at her phone. “There must be gossip from the village. I will answer you shortly,” said Tini.

“Halo? Opo, Vi?” tini Sahut.

“You already nyampe instantly silent no news,” said Evi from across the phone.

“Maclum, I'm busy exploring new places,” replied Tini.

“Exploring a new residence?” ask Evi.

“Exploring every corner of my husband's body. Here you go,” said Tini, laughing out loud.

“Jeez, Jah .. Mas also want to explore, Jah.” Bara laughed holding Dijah's head while passing by with a glass in his hand.

Sejah laughed and Tini pointed his fist at Bara.

To Be Continued