TINI SUKETI
111. Invitation Card

“Tin .. there is a package for you,” said Mak Robin handed the big and heavy box to Tini.

“This may be an invitation card that has been finished printing,” said Tini, rising from his seat and taking the box from Mak Robin's hand. “Aduh, really heavy turned out. You, how, can you lift it with one hand, Mom? I'm like Samson,” connect Tini, put the box on the floor.

“Ah, normal. They are ordinary with a heavy burden of life. If the box is like that, still ringenglah (easy). What material does your invitation card look like? Granite?” ask Mak Robin with a serious look.

“Granite ...,” withhold Tini. “You think you made a tombstone?” Tini just arrived at the boarding house at seven in the evening. He put his bag and clear holder on another plastic chair.

“The package is using mineral water cardboard. Is it mineral water?” Tini opened a cardboard box that read mineral water while chuckling.

“Ikutan .. follow,” exciting Asti, Boy and Dara together. Three people just showed up near the fence.

Tini looked at the three people who were walking towards the terrace. “Where are you guys from?” ask Tini.

“We all just returned home eating meatballs,” Asti replied.

“Wah, no rhyming. Though I laper,” said Tini.

“You haven't come home yet. Mak Robin was again a state speech about mathematics with Robin. We don't want to disturb. So we just wrap it,” said Boy, thrusting a plastic package on Tini. He then took another plastic chair and thrust it at Dara and Asti.

“Skyu, Boy.” Tini grin. “Then let's open this mineral water cardboard.” Tini again continued to tear the cardboard tape enthusiastically.

When the cardboard was opened, on it was a piece of paper. Tini immediately grabbed it and read the writing there. Letter from Dayat.

‘Taraaaa .. This invitation card is as big as a tray. The person printing the name about the size would be as big as what tray. After I considered it, it was more natural that it was as big as a two-cup tray of tea. Because if it is as big as a tray of people, the taste is not practical. Guests in the village, I'm the one who cleaned up. This one's part of Tini's Mommy. Welcome to spread invitation.’

PS. Invitation of Chef and Rat Maak me and Mbak Evi anther. Wait for a surprise from us. Hihahi

“From who, Tin?” ask Boy.

Tini handed the paper to Boy. “From Dayat. The style was a surprise hihihi. Soon twenty years. But the feeling of Dayat is not big for me. The installment was, you know,” said Tini.

“Custom, Tin. Make parents too. His son always looks like a child even though he is gray,” said Mak Robin.

Tini raised a plastic invitation card while nodding to Mak Robin's words.

“Beauty no?” tanya Tini, handing out one invitation card to her friends.

“Cantik, Ma'am Tin,” said Asti, flipping through Tini's invitation card in front of his face.

“This is for me?” ask Mama Robin.

Tini nodded. “I'll give you guys now, yeah. Look at the date it's a pretty date. So that every year you always want eniperseri (anniversary/annual warning) my wedding.”

“If close people should not need to be shared invitation cards. Let's save,” said Boy.

“Leave so you're noisy, yes, Boy. Take it, keep diem. The loss did not seem to protest. The invitation card I gave so as not to abort your ngamplop obligations,” Tini said.

“Eeeeh, this bagudung!” swear Mak Robin, hit Tini's knee.

“What does bagudung mean? I've never heard of,” said Tini.

“Tikus,” Reply Mak Robin.

“That's good you said I'm a rat. Someone used that nickname. My ex-wife,” said Tini chuckled.

“Ya, already. You're a latteung if that,” said Mak Robin chuckled.

“What is it?” Boy followed curious.

“Beautiful fruit, round and pleasing to the eye,” Mak Robin replied.

“So why made a curse? She said pretty and round? It's true, anyway, I'm pretty and round.” Tini nodded.

“Because the fruit is useless,” Mak Robin replied casually.

“Nothing real,” sergeant Tini, hit Mak Robin's thigh. “I am beautiful, round and useful. Yuspul (useful/useful),” Tini.

“That's what, Ma'am Tin?” Asti lifts the clear holder from the Tini bag next to it.

“I managed to buy land in my village. That's the question," Tini replied, looking at the thing Asti was holding with a shady look.

“Serious, Tin?” Boy almost squealed.

“Patent time you,” said Mak Robin.

“So contrived tomb?” ask Asti.

Again Tini nodded dramatically.

“Eh, seriously, Ma'am?” Dara who had been silent since then finally made a sound. “Mbak Tini dapet money hard. Want to build a tomb?” ask Dara.

Again Tini nodded dramatically.

“You still have a grudge against that Chef?” mak Robin asked with a very serious look.

“Not really, deh, Mak. Why, yes, people always look at me one eye? Isn't he tired? The eye was created a pair so that we can squirm wider and more. My village is indeed no TPU that is deket. My mother's grave is far away, Mommy. I really wanted to move my mother's grave. I will also prepare a tomb for my father next to him so that my father does not eat chicken again.” Tini grimacing.

“Mulia very heart, Mbak Tini,” Asti said.

“Mulia, Us. Darling is not metal,” replied Tini. “So that uneven part I will submit to be managed as TPU. I'd like to ask his role model lawyer Dayat to help take care of his letters.”

“Keren, Mbak Tini.” Dara is back to sound.

“Actually I've been cool before. But people know more about my flirtatiousness,” said Tini giggled.

“Makin arrogant I think Tini since work in this new place,” murmured Mak Robin with a stern look.

***

Three weeks before the reception, Tini brought a paper bag containing an invitation card to her office. He plans to start handing out invitation cards to his friends.

Tini thinks that three weeks is the right time to start. Not too soon because he handed out the card alone. He still had to go around visiting his other friends.

A happy heart, making Tini easily hum anywhere. He was in front of the elevator when suddenly his twilight came to a halt. Someone who appeared when the elevator door opened, made Tini speechless.

“Tini?” greet a handsome man.

“Jono? Uh, Mr. The omaar? How are you? (How are you?),” Tini greeting, his eyes rounded.

“Fine, I am fine (All right),” replied Jono.

“Ngapain?” tanya Tini, pointed at the elevator then pointed up.

“My work in this country is done. I'm going back to Dubai. I just met my best friend on the second floor to talk about it. You work in this building too? What company?” ask Jono.

Ignoring Jono's question. “You are back in Dubai? Not living in Indonesia anymore?”

“Duty time here is only two years. Maybe while I'm back at the branch in Dubai. You got time? We can have morning coffee in the corner there.” Jono pointed to the cafe in the corner of the first floor.

Tini hasn't been absent in the morning. But he felt it was rude to leave Jono just like that after a long time of not seeing each other. He wanted to have a little chat with the man.

Finally Tini agreed to Jono's invitation. Moments later he and Jono were sitting face to face in the corner of the cafe.

“That's what?” jono asked pointing at the paper bag Tini was holding.

Tini looked into the paper bag for a moment, then took out an invitation card.

“This, Sir ...” Tini offered an invitation to Jono. “Three Weeks I'm getting married. This is an official invitation from me. If you can't come, it's okay" said Tini in a very official tone. It seems unlikely that Jono had come to Cokro Village which is very far from Jakarta. Moreover, that man must have been very busy.

"Are you getting married? (You're getting married?)” jono asked in disbelief.

Tini nodded.

“We haven't seen each other for a while, suddenly you're getting married. What a surprise.” (Absolutely a surprise)

“If there is a time—”

“I will come,” cut Jono. (I'll come)

To Be Continued

Jus .. How is Tini's wedding date over?

Yes, Boebooo. Njuss wants a pretty date. Let it be easy if you want eniperseri.