TINI SUKETI
115. Halal Day Tini Wibi (1)

Just as a longing remedy can only be cured by an encounter, so will the anxiety of love that will subside with the same taste response.

When the need for marriage is no longer just a matter of environmental demands, but rather to look for a person who will be made a friend.

Perfect each other, with sacred links to be woven. Accept each other all the past, by convincing yourself that the heart does not ‘kan doubt.

That night's farewell was the most bitter farewell. Tini and Wibi promise that their next meeting will be husband and wife.

Three days before the reception Tini was picked up at the terminal like a princess. Dayat and Evi waved from a distance and scrambled to meet him to help carry the luggage. Both of them were very happy like welcoming a feast day.

“What's up?” tini asked, looking at her two sisters in turn.

“Car ride, dong. Free access to facilities,” said Dayat.

“Hope ... facilities from whom?” ask Tini. Now he has copied all Bara's sayings.

“From Sister-in-law,” replied Dayat. “Come, Ma'am Tini can not ask much more. Until the next few days, Mbak Tini must be silent and fickle. Follow all your brothers' orders. All this time, Ma'am Tini has been bothered to deal with the house and the two of us. Now it is the turn of Mbak Tini who received it in order.” Dayat drags Tini towards a black Alphard parked by the side of the road.

“Already climbed all?” ask the man in front.

“Already, Pakdhe. His candidate has been picked. Now we go home,” Dayat said as he entered and sat in the seat next to the driver he called Pakdhe.

“Pickup? Das-" Tini's not so cursing. "This who? Padhenya who? Pakdhe we no one has a car,” whispered Tini to Evi.

“His body is Mas Wibi,” said Evi, whispering in his brother's ear.

“Then, which husband-to-be?” tanya Tini whispered back. “Why didn't he pick me up?”

“Limited edition. You are patient. Mas Wibi is somewhere.” Evi laughed mysteriously.

Arriving at the intersection of the big road of Cokro Village, the car he was riding slowed down. Tini who was typing a message on her phone immediately looked up and looked outside the car glass. His mouth was slightly open.

“Vi ... What tent is this? Is there a party? Wh who? My party behind the cover? How are my guests, Vi?” Tini squeezed Evi's hand in a frenzy.

A white stretch of party tents covers the road starting from the intersection and extending up to a hundred meters back.

“Oh, this land that I bought also closed the tent. Who?” Tini's getting freaked out.

“Quiet, Mbak. This is the location of your party. The land you buy until the back is cut down for the location of the party, Mr. RT has issued permission to close the road. What we are passing through, will be covered with a thick plywood floor the day before the event. All cars will be parked out front. Vehicles of residents whose homes in Dalem will also be parked outside this road.” Evi nodded in satisfaction as she crossed the party location enlivened with workers.

“Grandfather who has a banana garden is not angry? He's a real stingy. Later he was angry when I again neng-nang-neng-nong on the guarantee, can be ashamed of me, Vi.” Tini opened the car glass to see out more clearly.

“Peasant grandfathers have been secured. You don't worry, Ma'am.” Evi rubbed her brother's shoulder. “It's the biggest party in the history of nomadic girls from Cokro Village.”

“All are legally secured, Ma'am. I also made sure with his name to Mr. Santoso. Even when taking permission to close the streets of residents, you are also accompanied by a lawyer and prospective legal counsel,” explained Dayat.

“Prospective attorney?” ask Tini.

The man driving the car laughed at Dayat's words.

“Pardon our commotion in the car, Pakdhe. I hope that Pakdhe is not disturbed. Sibling meetings always bring longing. Longs to joke, also misses to fight,” said Dayat.

The man called Pakdhe laughed again because of Dayat's words. While Tini frowned her nose looking at Dayat from behind. Why Dayat's style of speech reminds him of someone.

“That's a really big tent, Vi. Keep the distance from the house to the party place quite far. Where's my bridal room? Abis in clothes, beautiful and handsome, I'm the same Wibi walking forward? Until the front already lemes first there is no residual power for the malem,” whispered Tini when getting off the car.

“You like not to believe when told to be calm. Trust your sister once,” said Evi.

“Last time believe the same Dayat, I have to send money to replace lost Puput III and Puput IV, because the chickens were told to go home alone from the intersection of the road there,” Tini's nag.

Evi giggles. “This time you can trust us. We are big, Ma'am. Later H you and Mas Wibi get in this car. The car will be decorated. Which bride in Cokro village wears Alphard's wedding car? You will make history,” said Evi.

“Yes, geez.” Tini squealed a little as she looked at her house that looked very beautiful and bright. The whole house is painted white so it looks clean. The peeling wooden walls were replaced with new ones. The doors and windows look new. Tini was stunned and stood for a moment to look at her home.

“This is nothing. Come on, see your bridal room.” Evi drags Tini's hand towards their Father's room which is now transformed into the bridal room. “Good, kaaaan?” Evi flicked her hand as she opened the door.

Tini stepped inside and circulated her gaze around. Their mother's furniture looks new. The mattresses were also replaced and all the walls were covered with white satin curtains.

“Both good, Vi. I am sure this is not a manten midwife from a village around here,” said Tini, stepping in and stroking the white curtain.

“Everything from the city, Ma'am. I'm just running Mas Wibi's message. All of these rooms will be filled with fresh flowers. Would scented. But remember, this room is not soundproof. So take care of your behavior,” said Evi again laughing.

On the eve of her wedding day, Tini was treated special. He was not even allowed to look his head out of the house. Tini just lying on her back in her bridal room assisted a cool one from standing AC in the corner of the room.

On the eve of her wedding, Tini lay looking at her bridal room which was already filled with flowers. A fragrant aroma filled the room. It's past midnight but Tini can't sleep. He took his cell phone to send Wibisono a message.

‘Mas, see you tomorrow.’

The message was soon repaid.

‘See you tomorrow, Tin. Come on, sleep now let the morning come quickly.’

And that morning was like a real dream for Tini. At five o'clock in the morning her room was already tapped and a beautiful middle-aged woman was wearing a bun. Smiling in the doorway while dragging a small suitcase filled with her equipment.

Tini sat in front of her mother's dresser which had been repainted like new. The bride and two of her assistants dressed Tini very easily and deftly. Wearing a white Tini kebaya as her first outfit met Wibi that morning.

His chest was pounding and rumbling due to the overcrowded sense of happiness. When he finished dressing up, for a while he stared at his very beautiful reflection. Tini could hardly believe that she could be that beautiful.

In front of the dressing table she said, “Bu ... This morning I'm permission to marry.” His eyes turned red and his lips trembled withstanding the cry.

To Be Continued