TINI SUKETI
104. Nostalgic Tini Version

“So can I directly explain the purpose of my arrival? I explained a little yesterday. But it seems better if I explain it again directly.” Tini put the map she had been holding onto the table.

“Boleh—by—bby. How?” welcome Mr. Riyadi. “Eh, wait—wait—wait, yesterday I was quite clear about this fuel. You can be clear while looking into the production section. How's it? You haven't seen here any production. Or are you telling a story? Come on, let's go straight to the back. Met, bring me the drink. The factory is quite large. Do not make these ladies thirsty in the middle of the road,” pinta Pak Riyadi on Pak Selamet.

Mr. Selamet put a bottle of mineral water into the canteen and swiftly opened the door. “Come, come with me,” take Mr. Selamet.

Reny stood holding Tini's arm to the door that had been opened by Mr. Selamet.

“This you, Met. If there is a beautiful woman—cantik—cantik, rich gini, instantly sprightly.” Mr. Riyadi came out.

The factory hasn't changed much. Only a few of the engines look new. The factory produces a variety of plastic materials.

They walked past the line of officers who were working diligently. As Tini knows, every time there is a leader, the workers must duck trying to look more determined.

“More and more machines, yes, Sir.” Tini and Reny walked next to Pak Riyadi.

“More, Tin. That's the one I want to ask. Biodiesel is from palm oil? What might be—what might we use it continuously. What possible?” ask Mr. Riyadi.

Some officers bowed. And a few more turned their heads and looked at Tini's face as if trying to recognize. One of the women patted another woman while whispering.

“That's Tini!” said a woman. Because of the loudness of the speech, Tini turned her head. A woman who is a friend of Kusmini looks surprised to see Tini.

Tini shifted her gaze next to the woman. He then looked at his former friend. Siti Kusmini's. The woman is pregnant. His face looked very tired. Siti Kusmini is two years younger than him. But in front of the production machine, the woman's face looked much older than her age.

Tini continued his explanation to Mr. Riyadi, “Biodiesel can be made from various raw materials, using various techniques, including esterification and trans-esterification. One of the vegetable oils that produce biodiesel fuel is palm oil. As the most productive source of vegetable oil, one hectare of palm oil can produce 3.5 tons of vegetable oil. This is much better when compared to the second most productive crop after palm oil, namely canola plants whose one hectare is only able to produce 0.8 tons of vegetable oil.”

Tini's voice was so steady as she explained that. Some friends looked at him and waved. A few more who were friends of Siti Kusmini looked down. Siti Included. The woman looked back. The woman seemed to be trying hard to ignore Tini's presence there.

“Tini is different, yes. Tini is already the boss now,” said one who knows who. The words came from behind him. It's a shame Tini didn't know who said that just now. If he finds out, he intends to give the woman a hundred thousand pieces.

She smiled and saw what was happening around her. The woman then took out a brochure and handed it to Tini. As a senior in the office, Reny admired Tini's ability to socialize Cahaya Mas products. It is not wrong if Mr. Wimar recruited him directly, thought Reny.

Mr. Riyadi took Tini and Reny around the factory. Tini's steps slowly arrived near Siti Kusmini. The woman who was looking down was seen glancing at Tini with the tail of her eyes. Mr. Selamet was aware of that.

“Mbok, yes, if you want to greet an old friend, yes, called it. Do not prestige," said Mr. Selamet chuckling.

Tini was quite surprised by the new thing said by Mr. Selamet. But he responded to it casually.

“Old friend? Is there, sir?” He asked Mr. Selamet. Hearing Tini's answer, Mr. Selamet looks more happy. The man took out a bottle of mineral water and thrust it at Tini.

“Drink first, must be thirsty. This factory is very hot. Definitely not used to working in a room without AC,” said Mr. Selamet.

Tini is increasingly amazed by the behavior of Mr. Selamet. The man did not judge as a foreman. But the man was also not very familiar and friendly with her. Everything is ordinary. But that day Mr. Selamet showed tremendous familiarity.

It turns out that with career woman grooming and coming accompanied by office drivers and luxury SUV cars, making Mr. Selamet's attitude can change. When you are on top, it seems easier to find friendly people. Tini smiled wryly. Very human, her heart.

And at that hour the factory employees began to come out the sign that the working hours had ended. Tini was tidying up her bag and walking towards the car park. The office car they were riding in was parked next to the security guard post. Even the driver of the Cahaya Mas office got out of the car and spent his time chatting with the factory guards.

“Where? Is everything finished? We go straight back to the hotel? Tomorrow there are two more factory visits, right?” The office driver railed against Tini and Reny with questions.

Tini was busy typing a reply message for Wibisono. The man asked how he worked that day. Tini little know what Wibisono means by the content of his message. Her future husband must be a little curious about the story of his visit to the factory.

“Tini ...,” call someone from near the security guard post.

Tini. He recognized that voice. His gaze lifted from the phone screen and looked at the man who called out to him. Chefs. The man must be waiting for his wife to get home from work.

“Oh,” says Tini. He looked at Chef from head to toe. Looking closely at the man he hadn't seen in six years. The man turns out .. It makes no difference. Much the same.

Accustomed to seeing the neat Wibisono, fashionable Bara, Heru who perlente, let alone the boss of the owner of the stock who looks very cute, seeing Coki that afternoon makes Tini smile wryly.

“How are you doing? Already married?” greet Chef.

“Good news. Unmarried. How's it? Seneng?” tanya Tini sarcasm. What a wonderful greeting, he thought.

“Mas!” call a woman who has just walked up to them. Siti Kusmini approached her husband and immediately stood next to the man.

Reny who saw that Tini's conversation with his acquaintances was personal, invited the office driver to go straight into the car.

"We're waiting in the car, yeah, Tin." The woman took the map from Tini's hand and went towards the parking lot.

“Ya, already. Come on, go home,” take Siti to her husband.

“Shortly. I want to talk to Tini,” said Coki. “Tin, I feel guilty. Don't let me, you don't want to get married. I'm sorry,” said Cheki.

Tini looked on her ex-boyfriend. Flip-flops, jeans cut into shorts, a shabby hat, and the same motorbike as six years ago.

“What the fuck are you sorry about her? Our party is broken. He ran away feeling no guilt. Now what are you going to apologize for?!” squealed Siti with a stifled voice. Some employees who passed near them also turned their heads because of the voice of Siti Kusmini.

A second Tini was silent. The next second Tini laughed out loud after hearing Siti's words. “Utang much meat, huh? So sorry,” said Tini again giggled.

“I'm party in two months. Please pray, yes. From now on you can talk about how to sabotage my party later. Think slowly. It's still quite a while." Tini put her phone in a bag.

"And for you, Cok .. I haven't married yet not because of you. From tonight you can sleep well. You two I'm sorry. And for you, Sit .. thank you. Thank you very much. Very—very—very much, Pak Riyadi's version. I'll take my leave first. Don't fight at home. Kasian your baby-to-be. See you …." Tini stepped out of the couple.

But a few steps walked, Tini turned around. "I'll invite you later. You two should sing at my party. The song, ‘I'm still like I used to be ..’ Bye ...!” Tini kicked forward the song until it arrived at the car. Leaving the pair of Coki and Siti looking at each other. Siti Kusmini looks like she's about to swallow her husband whole.

To Be Continued