TINI SUKETI
62. Stepping Forward

Tini returned to her room after seeing Agus act childish earlier.

“Basic! I don't care if he wants to be with Ayu or not. But this is an office. I don't feel good about leaving him to move to another company. You know he's busy with his own world. Now I don't wonder why he's not married. Benar said Wibi, I should indeed take an offer from Mr. Wimar,” Tini scolding while opening his drawer and removing all personal property that he put there.

While busy looking down to dismantle the drawer, Tini stopped her activities. “Eh, Wibi? He said today he wanted to go back to Surabaya.” Tini reached into her suit pocket looking for a cell phone. After opening the messaging app, Tini was back in tears.

“What to say, huh? ‘Be careful, Mas ... good-bye.’? Kok, kayak want to go anywhere. Scratchy,” murmur Tini.

Tini typed, then deleted the message again. He worries. Want to respond to Wibisono's invitation, but is it not too rushed? Despite dating Coki until his death, he had never officially met the man's parents. Meet the Chef's mother at most while in the stall, or cross paths as she takes banana leaves into the sidewalk garden.

Tini's down on her phone. Why won't he try? He has not instilled such great hope in Wibisono. Not that he refused. He just does not want to harvest disappointment when he is too hopeful for a man. If the Wibisono family had approved of her and she married the man, she planned to ride a motorcycle in and out of the village, hugging the man's waist to show him off.

And if he were rejected by Wibi's parents, no one would know that. He promised that he would not notify Wibi's invitation to Surabaya to anyone. Including the residents of kos-kosan. He was tired of being embarrassed.

“Alright ... I will run an elegant graceful mode for you, Mas ...” Tini typed in a line of messages for Wibisono.

‘When to Jakarta again? Pick me up if you want to go to Surabaya.’

“What else is on the road? On the plane must diein hape kanya. Impossible to be immediately baled. He must have sprained into ak—ohmaigat! Jah—Wed! I now also have ‘Mas’ not only you aja,” tirih Tini look at the reply message from Wibisono that he immediately received.

‘Wait for me. Three more months. My plane wants to take off. I'll call you when I get to.’

Because of Wibisono's reply, Tini immediately hummed behind her desk. He opened the desk drawer again, took out all the objects and sprinkled them on the table arbitrarily.

My heart is happy, joyous beyond measure

Listen to the news, happy news

My father will arrive, coming from India

Carrying a beautiful doll

Oh, hon

Beautiful doll, I dream

Be a dream all day

Now I have a new doll

For my birthday present

The doll is beautiful, good at flirting

My heart is happy, joyous beyond measure

Oh, hon

“Mbak, Mbak Tini ..” Call Dwi. Apparently the one who was being called was washed away by the singing and the activity bowed under the table. “Mbak Tini!” dwi Jerrit.

Tini flinched and her head hit the table. He straightened his body while grimacing.

“I want to tell you about Mr. Agus—”

“I'm serious, Ma'am ..” Dwi pouting.

“Mean it don't ngagetin. My head hurts,” said Tini, rubbing the left side of his head.

“I want to tell you about Mr. Agus. Sorry if later Mbak Tini disappointed or even heartbroken after the story about him. I just don't want Mbak Tini to put his heart or get carried away. I don't mean to interfere in the affairs of—”

“Lateness!” sergeant Tini. “You delivered any news about Mr. Agus, it has no effect on me. He wants to marry four women at once, want to marry for life, want to marry in a restaurant or marry in a movie theater, it's up to him. What do you want to say?” Tini crossed her hands in front of her chest.

“Don't hard .. later Pak Agus or Ayu Denger,” whispered Dwi, turning to the door of the room that opened. “Close the door only time, yes ..?” Dwi looked at Tini.

“It's just a bulkhead, Dwi ..on it there is no cover. Your voice is the volume down. Come on, you pull that chair. Sit down to me. I like gossip the most with whispers. Usually, the slower the sound, the more sensitive the topic of conversation.” Tini giggled happily.

“Kemarin .. there are women who come to Pak Agus. Who's met Tini's mom. Her name is Mira. Agus is going outside. It's like it's past lunch. Because, me, Bowo, and the new Mail came to the office. The three of us were still chatting at the door, the woman came and immediately asked us to call Mr. Agus. But Mr. Agus is outside. He told me right away that we were lying. He said we must have lied to his girlfriend, Mr. Agus. Keep ... Ayu out. Well, the dateng directly pulled Ayu's hand. Mira was directly talking to Ayu, ‘Don't be as concerned as you are dating her, you balls I like gini. I have the same interests as Agus. Not married but you already pretended to have’.” Dwi took a deep breath.

Tini who was a little surprised but enjoyed the play that was being spoken by Dwi, giggled while closing her mouth. Who doesn't remember Mira? Agus's ex who came and managed to groom him some time ago. It was clear that Ayu was the easy target of Mira's anger. But ….

“Eh, but it was in Agus' room, Ayu cried. Agus was busy comforting him. If there is no relationship, Mr. Agus does not have to bother. Asking for accountability is also impossible. Not a month …. What is possible ...” Tini's eyes were round, but he said nothing to Dwi.

“Well. Continued ... Pak Agus came and broke up. But he broke up and grabbed Mira's shoulder. Not Ayu. Whoa, funny Ma'am. Even Mail who pulled Ayu's hand to stay away from the woman. Pak Agus took the woman to Dalem. Ayu nangis's. And Ayu talking gini ..” Dwi looked towards the door.

“What?” whisky Tini. “You are really pinter build a gripping atmosphere,” continued Tini in a whisper.

“Ayu by the way gini, ‘Awas aja if Mas does not return promise’.” After whispering that, Dwi sneered in satisfaction and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Well, do you think Ma'am, what's going on? It's a big mystery, isn't it? Ma'am Tini can't come out until this mystery is solved.” Dwi looked at his team leader with a satisfied look. He felt that he had cast a mystery that could hold Tini in the office.

“Large wife? Which great mystery? It's not a mystery to me. It's just about the mic of Agus. Good thing I haven't bothered the sneaky male mic. Men who are that old, if normal, it is impossible not to want to fuss. Ayu is a smooth white plain girl. We just wait, at most next month you guys from the office come to the recipe Agus. Meet nice fence and ayu fence. If not, it may not get married at any time. Ayu seems suitable to live with her mother Agus,” Tini said.

“So? This is not a mystery?” dwi asked again looking lethargic towards Tini who returned to continue her work.

“Not. What is still a mystery is who is the lucky man who will accompany me,” said Tini laughed.

Dwi grunting. “By the way Mbak Tini will work where?” ask Dwi.

“You want to know?” Here asked back.

Dwi nodded.

“Take hapemu. Type ‘Group Owner Light Mas’ in search,” pinta Tini.

Dwi followed what Tini ordered. He immediately pulled out his phone and typed in the keyword that had just been mentioned. The internet page opens and displays the profile of the company they are looking for.

“Wah, big company, Mbak. I also want a vacancy,” said Dwi.

“Try to the shareholders profile section. And look at the photos of the shareholders who can make you crumble,” pinta Tini again. He waited for the dwi who was scrolling the phone screen.

Dwi did Tini's orders, her eyes traced each profile photo that caused a different feeling in her. “This, Mbak?” Dwi handed her phone to Tini. Shows a photograph featuring a handsome figure in a cream-colored triple suit. “This effect is cold, haughty, makes me afraid.” Dwi is waiting for Tini's answer.

Tini nodded. “That will lead the training of the new marketing team. Pray for me to live a long and healthy life during the training there, yes. All my life, I can always easily melt the atmosphere every time I meet new people. But like my knowledge for the father who you look at the picture, it is not powerful. I imagined the fate of his wife. Bablas must be the same as him.” Tini stared at the photo of a flat-faced handsome man below which read, ‘Dean Danawira Hartono, LLM’.

To Be Continued