TINI SUKETI
42. Tini's New Habits

“So I have to stop smoking huh?” tanya Tini looked a little.

“Just we all support Mbak Tini,” Asti said.

“Oke—oke, who is afraid?” challenge Tini, while returning to take her cigarette box under the chair.

“You said you wanted to quit? But your hand picked up the cigarette box again,” upset Mak Robin, kicked the leg of Tini's chair until it shifted.

Tini giggles. “This has two sticks left. Love, Mak. Cannot be wasted .. mubazir. So I was this abisin first. Counting for energy fasting. Agreed, anyway?” Tini again lit a cigarette.

“Kalo Mbak Tini is serious about quitting smoking, meaning this Mas must be amazing. Must exceed Mas Heru charm,” said Asti, encouraging.

“Make me awesome. I don't know if it's for you As. Women's tastes, right, vary. If the same all must be bothered.” Tini sat cross legs. Her hair was dry and she put it on one side.

“Kalo cepet abisin your cigarette. Abis eat malem, do not dare you to the stall. I guarded your room door from across,” Boy threatened.

“Lagian somehow good to smoke,” continued Mak Robin.

“Udah kayak opium, Mak. My friend is like that too,” said Dara.

“What's like sucking ganjja, Mbak?” asti asked with her innocent look.

“Smoking is not as hard as smoking. Although I don't know what it feels like. But when I was in the village, I used to smoke a brand of cigarettes. It feels so hard. Maybe it's like that.” Tini looked at her half-lasted cigarette.

“How does it feel, Ma'am? How hard is it?” ask Dara curiously.

“So gini .. cigarettes that this quizep, including light. I usually buy it in the village. Every morning I have a habit. Channeling desire in WC while smoking. One morning my desire was on the tip and my cigarette was gone. I rush to the deket house stall. It turns out that there is also finished. I bought another brand and I entered WC as a regular kayak. Uh ... tau-tauanya. So heavy is the cigarette that I suck it .. I until hard to stand up to take the dipper. My head is heavy, Mak!” tini, look at Mak Robin.

“Thank you not to die in that WC! Where did you pickle a midget! Isss ... disgusted the time I heard it. Shut your nozzle, Tini!” Mak Robin kicked Tini back in the chair.

Tini laughed out loud, but everyone around her frowned in disdain.

“The story is quite stop in our only, Tin!” sergeant Boy.

“Ready, Pakle Boy—ready!” tini laughed again.

That night was Tini's first night of his intention to quit smoking. From this afternoon he looked ordinary. There's nothing different. They all bought packaged rice in the restaurant and ate it in the room Tini.

Tini's anxiety began to be seen at ten o'clock in the evening. At that time he often made a cup of tea and sat in a plastic chair while sipping his cigarette. Tini peeked out her bedroom window. Make sure that Boy does not carry out his intention to watch the door of the room.

It's okay if one thinks. Tini wears a knit cardigan to coat her negligee. Tini sharpened her ears hearing the room on her left right. Mak Robin must have been tired and asleep because teaching Robin math must have spent half her energy. Dara also no longer spoke.

Still sagging, Tini locked the door of her room slowly. That's when his heart almost came out of place.

“For Tini Suketi, expected back into the room.” Boy's voice with a microphone was heard from inside his room.

Tini. Boy's door was closed, but the man could see that he was outside. It means Boy is also peeping.

“Interesting crazy!” maki Tini towards Boy's room. He opened the door of his room and went inside.

“Yak, good. Good night Tini Suketi,” said Boy again with his mic.

That was the beginning of Tini quitting smoking. Yesterday night he planned to wake up early in the morning because he intended to dress up completely to meet Wibisono. In fact, he woke up late because all night anxious to go to the WC and no cigarettes.

Tini planned to make the curls spoiled at the end of her hair to look like a socialite woman. He intended to wear false eyelashes to increase the volume so that his eyelash tempts the adam. Tini's plan is ripe. But it's all just a plan.

Tini did not have time to make curls, did not have time to wear false eyelashes. His body was a little strange as it felt lacking something. Asti, Boy and Dara were already standing in front of their respective rooms. Waiting for the appearance of Tini they expected would definitely be different from usual because it would meet Wibisono.

But it turns out ….

“Well, why your face?” mak Robin asked, looking at Tini's pale face uninspired.

“Why?” tanya Tini lethargic. He was sleep deprived. The dark circles under his eyes were faint. Powder that used to cover the skin of his face perfectly, the morning was swept thinly. She had not used her lipstick yet.

“Mbak Tini different. Her hair was pigtied,” Asti said.

“Not so wave-wave kayak Marimar?” ask Boy.

“Enggak—there is no Marimar today. The one with Pulgoso,” replied Tini, locking the door of her room. “Ya, already. Let's go,” take Tini to three people who have been waiting for him.

“May God bless, Tin!” yell Mak Robin.

“Iya, Mak!” Tini raised her hand towards Mak Robin. “Yes, geez. Every day I leave for work, only this morning he doain me,” said Tini stepped out of the fence along with Asti.

“Mas Wibi is handsome huh, Ma'am?” ask Asti. “May Mbak Tini not disappointed again,” Asti continued.

“Ganteng or not, I just like it, As. I consider Wibi's work to be a spirit. My broken heart is too ordinary. The pain that Chef gave me was too deep. Level is high. Even Gatot satan left only three days of pain. So ... I really do not want to hoard hope until soaring high. My first intention was to keep earning money for my sisters' education. You do not worry,” said Tini, releasing the hand of Asti who was holding her.

They're on the side of the road. Boy and Dara fell silent to Tini's words.

“I mean ...." Asti was silent for a moment to choose his words.

“If indeed you and Bayu are serious about stepping into marriage, I am happy, you know, As. You're like my sister. If Evi wants to get married, I said don't step on me. Human destiny, right, has its own pattern. I'm changing for the good not for any man. But for my own sake, As. You do not cry, my speech has not reached the sad part,” said Tini looking at the face of Asti and Boy who instantly changed.

“I keep doain, hopefully the hill behind Coki's house can soon be purchased by Mbak's husband Tini.” Asti back Tini's hand.

“Indeed if it has been successfully purchased what to make, Tin?” ask Boy.

“Family cemetery, Boy. Let all my ancestors I move there his grave. Kan, cute behind the house Chef turned into a funeral all.” Tini chuckles. “Ya, already. I go first, yeah. Angkotku has come.” Tini stopped a blue angkot that passed in their deapn.

To Be Continued