TINI SUKETI
100. Many Plans

“Opo?” tini said when answering the phone.

“Has nyampe to, Ma'am? No word,” Evi said across the phone.

“But staget. Wibi just returned to the hotel. Now I again open the talk show after so long vacuum.”

“I nyatet-nyatet. There's something I want to ask. I'll pass the phone to Dayat first. Dayat who said, I was realet,” said Evi. There was the sound of the phone changing hands.

“You want what?” ask Tini.

“Invitation card, Ma'am. What do you think?” ask Dayat.

“I just asked that. Whatever how. Want small, as big as a cutting board, or as big as a tray. How good it is in your eyes,” said Tini.

“Oh. As big as a cutting board or as big as a tray,” said Dayat repeated Tini's remarks to Evi Dwi nearby.

“Kata Mbak Evi uniform pink, Ma'am. Evi's mom is shopping. Says Mbak Evi, he has been packed Mas Wib—aduh! It hurts! Can be blue on my thighs,” a Dayat grunt across the phone.

“What? What did you just say?” ask Tini. “Do not make jokes, yes. Watch out for you two,” Threatens Tini to her two younger siblings.

"Nothing. Mbak Evi said everything is safe,” said Dayat again. “What is the invitation?”

“Act everything without exception. Party line heartache, sweet party in another mouth at heart, party use your money first I will replace, invite everything.” Tini laughed out loud.

“Aw all, Mbak.” Dayat's voice was again heard conveying to Evi. “What else?” ask Dayat to Evi.

“What is the guarantee? Her outfit?” ask Dayat.

“What do you think? What is the normal bride there? If I want to, I want to make it as big as a concert stage. My clothes kayak Nyi Roro Kidul by train kencana,” exclaimed Tini.

“Udah— is enough said Mbak Evi. He wants to call Mas Wibi for more reasonable advice.” Dayat ended the conversation.

“Saran more reasonable? Huh hello? Huh hello? Even closed. The two of these are sometimes too active,” Tini murmur, looking at her phone.

“Who, Ma'am? That's Evi and Dayat?” ask Asti.

Tini nodded. “Evi and Dayat. Who else caused the riots of the Joko Sansoko family besides the two of them,” said Tini.

“You! Who else?” sahut Mak Robin's. “So, where? So you're married?" ask Mama Robin.

“Nikah, Mom. Wedding,” rehash Tini, fix Mak Robin's greeting.

“Ah, same time. In the place where I married his name,” said Mak Robin, defending himself.

“The variety is pink, yes, Mak. He said Evi's shopping later. Wait aja,” said Tini.

“I'm also pink, Tin? Bah, maen call me later,” said Mak Robin.

“I'm also pink then?” Boy's turn asked.

“Wait to hear from Evi. He must know what he wants to do. Now I want to go into the office. There is a bad feeling,” said Tini.

“The party is when?” ask Boy.

“Two months left. In two months you can't get me out of the window. One of your worldly favors will be revoked, Boy.” Tini giggled at the sight of Boy who immediately looked up. “Malah Mas-ku said, he will run a house near the house of the colonized. I can't keep this as a secret. I'll be the same neighbors Sejah,” exclaimed Tini with excitement.

“You're two months away, Tin? I moved too. Mr. Robin again nyari little more for DP home. Sejah already does not exist, you also moved, there is no more my friend,” said Mak Robin.

“Doain I'm coming soon, Ma'am. Let's move in. We will visit each other later. So have a new brother,” cetus Asti enthusiastic.

“What time, Mas? The Madam Tini? Soon, Mas,” said Asti laughs.

“So? How am I?” Boy looked at all the residents of the cost one by one.

“Yeah, how? How do you want it? Can't we get old here. You hurry up Lamar Dara. We all leave here. Keep us the earth scorched this place,” Tini cetus with a shrill laugh.

PLAQUES

Mak Robin patted Tini's thigh until the woman immediately fell silent. Robin's grave pointed at the gloomy looking Boy. Tini looked at Boy. Just realized that someone was sad about the plan to move them all.

“I'm sad. Soon everything will be completely separated. We stay far away. No more fun nights. It's only rich that I have no plans,” said Boy.

“It's impossible to live like that, Boy. We also have to breed. Unfortunately our talents in the world draw a voice if there is no successor. You also have to quickly decide whether to be husband or wife,” explained Tini, advising.

“Mulutmu—” PLAKK! Boy landed a punch on Tini's knee.

“And if my Mas squirms that I am being tortured by people I call friends. Surely he will be angry,” muttered Tini, rubbing his knee.

“And if your Mas is horrified by your actual speech and complains of your behavior, maybe he will mengesel,” said Boy.

“I was proposed by a man, Boy. Not a young man. The real man was his measured action. Households are not for trying. I think you have to go to Surabaya so that you can go home wise like me,” said Tini.

“Ngapain are you in Surabaya? How, the wiser?” ask Mama Robin.

“Geliat monuments of struggle, Mak. From there I understand, if the name is alive it must fight first if it wants to be good. That's why they were built. So that we can be grateful because we do not need a war to sleep well. We'll just try to—Eh, for a minute. My has been in a message. Maybe from Mas-ku,” said Tini back to see his phone.

“Sukur hapeenya sound. I've been dizzy my head hearing Tini's a lecturer now. He also told the history of all the monuments,” whispered Mak Robin to Asti.

Boy is still staring. Asti was busy opening her snacks. Mak Robin is also splitting snacks into Robin's hands. While Tini, staring at her phone.

“Merinding me. Scratch ...” Tini covered her mouth with a satisfied face.

“Message from whom?” ask Boy curious.

“This intention,” said Tini, moving his phone to the middle so that all residents can see it.

Ma'am Tini, here is the message I forwarded from Mr. Dean.

‘Suketi, tomorrow must be at work, right? Meet Larasati and take part in your work. Do your best. Remember, the two-day pass is not free.’

Thank you, Ma'am Tini.

“That's from whom? The new company leader?” ask Asti.

“This is the secretary of leadership. This message is from the man who owns the shares. The message must be forwarded from the secretary. I don't want to send a direct message. It is different that man. I was overwhelmed by the task he left behind. About as difficult as anything, yes.”

“Excited boss of yours,” snatch Boy.

“Iya. That's so arrogant, Boy. But I don't know why I know he's arrogant. After Heru, I also ngefans with him,” said Tini, closing the message on his phone.

“Abis your boss that one? Which guy did you make an idol?” ask Mak Robin, sneering.

“Mas-ku, Mak. Kang Mas Hapsoro Wibisono Hotel. Who else? It can't be Boy, right?”

Boy immediately kicked the leg of the chair Tini occupied.

To Be Continued