TINI SUKETI
113. Important People for Tini

Already a week ago, Tini made an appointment with Asti to come to The Term office deliver invitation cards directly for Heru and Bara. Of course, the news was also conveyed to Dijah. His friend was not tired of asking every kind of reception readiness that will last approximately two weeks.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, The Term's office looks deserted. The parked vehicles are few. Understandably, the news agency is more employees of journalists who require more outdoors. Only mothers are able to gather the news even though they just sit sweetly in the house.

“As, I'm already outside,” Tini said via her phone. “Put it out. Let me look expensive and elegant. If you go directly into it like sales massage tool—iya .. I was once a sales as well. Now want to pick up your Mbakyu?” Tini was still standing behind her back at the entrance.

“Mau ...,” said Asti laughed embracing Tini from behind. Tini who was a little surprised immediately patted Asti's thigh that was twitching her.

“No snacks?” asti asked, letting go of her embrace and then opened the paper bag Tini was holding.

“So no talking,” said Tini.

“Come, login. In Dalem there is a complete package of cousin handsome female idols throughout this building. Where do you want to meet first? Or want to meet up with? Let me tell Mas Bara. She's again at the design child's table.” Asti embraces Tini into the office.

“Meet one-on-one, As. I was worried about Bara's gaze. He did not talk but instead made no consent,” said Tini.

“Still salting front Mas Heru, yes?” seloroh Asti's.

“Not so,” cetus Tini while again hitting Asti's arm that embraces him. “Later if Bara squeaks my face, I can't be serious. Pas by the way actually continues to suddenly laugh because of the look of Bara's face, it's strange.”

“Not strange, anyway, if Mbak Tini. Everything Mbak Tini did was not strange anymore for me, uh, make us all mean.”

“Wood is also again in the office?” whispered Tini when she arrived at Asti's desk. His gaze led to the table where Bayu was being seriously in front of the computer.

“Serious sighting, right?” asti asked, looking at her lover.

“Iya. So serious. More work, huh? What news is there? Uh, Bayu is now part of the economic news, right? Who filled the food price column? Don't bother to survey the price to the market. Call Mak Robin. She's every shopping day,” Tini's advice while giggling.

“Do not. Kasian Mas Bayu's. Later lagi the info ten minutes, complaining about the price increase can be half an hour. You do not want time Mak Robin nelfon PLN 123 nanya rotating blackout. Sampe almost an hour because he wants a blackout schedule do not falem-malem fit the school day. Robin's eyes can be myopic if you learn dark-eight.” Asti giggles at remembering the funny incident.

“Not to wonder. If you have the phone number of the Minister of Education, maybe Mak Robin will call for mathematics to be removed from the curriculum because his head is dizzy every time Robin.”

Tini and Asti laughed stifledly as they gossiped to the neighbors. The two of them were sitting side by side facing the computer at Asti's desk. Tini placed her paper bag under the table and took out two invitation cards. A moment later, both of them were silent.

“Before not able to meet Mbak Tini every day. Malem-malem kos-kosan sure getting quieter. But I'm happy, Mommy. Life must change. And thankfully, that change to something better.” Once again Asti wrapped her hands hugging Tini's shoulders. For a moment they were silent and Asti made the hug swing around.

“I'm not taught to cuddle?” A man's voice suddenly appeared near them.

Tini had just let out a drop of her tears, but Heru instead came to spread the moment.

“Mas Heru,” said Tini immediately stood up from her seat. “People have come here. I was going to the room.” Before Tini could approach Heru to his room, it turned out that the man had just walked out of the room.

“Oh, yes? What's the need? Sit down, Ma'am Tini. I'm sitting here too. Can, As?” tanya Heru looked at Asti.

“Ya, can,” sahut Asti laugh.

“Mau ngasi this, Mas.” Tini thrust one invitation card into Heru's hand.

“Surprise this,” said Heru casually. The man immediately opened the invitation card and read it carefully. “Appeared with Wibi. More surprise again. Surprise because never looked at together all this time.” Heru looked at Tini and smiled.

“Placed dateng with family, yes, Mas ..” Tini returned Heru's smile.

“For example look for another parable,” Tini said.

Heru chuckled for a moment, then shut up and sighed. “Finally …. I'm happy for Wibi. Happy for Mbak Tini too,” said Heru, turning his gaze from the invitation card back to Tini opposite him.

“Gosh …. Was it old date? Not sparing me. I was didiemin. Arrogant ... who wants to be a bride.” The coals approached with a roll of paper in his hand.

“Well, this is the guy. Just contact me,” said Asti who has been silent since. Asti poked Tini's thigh and pointed at Bara with his chin.

“Not arrogant. I do not want to disturb Mas Bara again busy with the apprentices,” Tini's tease, glancing at young women who wear black-and-white uniforms.

“Don't be a reporter in a reporter's office, Budhe.” Bara rolled up the paper in his hand as if he was going to hit Tini using it. Tini instead laughed because he saw Bara who was immediately cool because of his words.

“How to know about this first, huh? I shave to make a uniform Tini Ma'am party, while guessing who the candidate. Finally answered,” said Heru.

“Finally missed, so can customize the card, yes, Mas.” Tini joked and immediately saw Bara's face.

“Don't look at me rich like that, Budhe. The uniform for the Budhe Tini party is ready. Mima also wears uniform.” Bara stood next to Heru with an invitation card in his hand. The man did not read the invitation anymore. For him it's the same. The important thing is that he has been invited and the invitation must be opened by the colonized first. That's a message from home.

Tini stood up from her chair. “Good. All the great people I've met and shared my invitation cards with. Two invitation cards are also important. I said I want to go straight there.”

“To where? So rushed. Rarely Budhe Tini play here,” said Bara.

“To advocate office near SCBD,” replied Tini.

“Oh, that's the eatery we've come across. Still snot?" ask his cousin's sister.

“Oh, yes. Beer Garden's. The place where the fathers gather each time they go home from work. Except me,” Bara said.

“Because no one is convinced. Try to find a friend who is confident. Surely it will be often,” cetus Heru, sneering. Bara laughed out loud draping his arm around Heru's neck.

Tini managed to get out of The Term's office after refusing Asti's invitation to relax for a while in his office. This is because everyone in the office looks busy. There was no way he and Asti would sit down in front of the director.

Tini had contacted Santoso before going to Danawira's Law Firm. The man said the owner of the office was still in his room.

“Excuse me, Sir. I want to meet Mr. Dean Danawira. Said security, I was asked to ask the Father first,” said Tini.

The man in front of Tini turned his watch a glance. “With Whose Mbak?” tanyakanya.

“I Tini ... Uh, say aja Suketi.” Tini spontaneously said that because she remembered Dean who had never called her by first name.

“In the meantime,” says the man picked up the extension phone. “Pak De, have guests. Ma'am Suketi. Call Santoso? Okay—oke,” replied the man then put down the phone.

“Please enter, Mbak.”

Tini nodded with a smile.

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To Be Continued