TINI SUKETI
126. Mysterious Neighbors

Tini and Wibi are planning to spend their first Saturday as newlyweds in Jakarta. In two days Tini had to return to the office and Wibi revamped his new travel branch in Jakarta.

At seven in the morning, Tini left the house alone. Leaving Wibi who was engrossed in installing a hose spraying plants. When asked where Wibi wants to go, the answer is, “I want to go around the stalls and who trades breakfast. If there is a stall want to shop a little and mengelewatin home Dijah.”

Tini found one house down the street selling cooking ingredients. Not too much variety, but to cook a simple lunch Tini managed to find all the ingredients she needed. Some of the houses from where he was shopping, there were sellers of chicken porridge and cakwe. Tini felt found a treasure, because there was no need to cook breakfast when her body was still sore.

With peace in both hands, Tini returned past the house of the Sejah without stopping by. He looked inside the house whose door was open. He could only see the door of the house that opened from the top of the stone fence that lined the small garden of the house. To look inside the house, Tini blocked her height.

Meanwhile, after Tini passed, inside the house, Bara again jerked. He had just come out of the living room while holding Mima who had just taken a morning shower.

“Similar Tini .. but time yes, anyway?” muttered Bara alone.

“Why, Mas?” tanya Sejah who appeared from behind. He was curious to see Bara rushing to hold Mima to look out of the fence.

“Udah. No more,” said Bara.

“What's up? Here again?” tanya Sejah's.

Bara nodded.

“I, really, so curious too. A moment I called him,” said Sejah, turning the body into the house.

Bara quickly caught his wife's hand. “Don't—don. Later Tini even ngetawain me. His laughter is salty,” Bara said.

Colored laughing. “Abis from yesterday Tini continues,” says Colored.

“Maybe it's because I became the sponsor of the snake dance biduan at the Tini reception, Jah.” Bara chuckled along, then kissed Mima's white cheeks like a cold sugar donut.

Meanwhile, Tini had already arrived at her home.

“I got chicken porridge, Mas. Breakfast first, yes.” Tini showed her luggage to Wibi who was trying a new water hose by watering a small garden in front of their house.

“Breakfast is no problem. The important thing this morning was full,” replied Wibi.

Tini sneered, but was happy because of the simple dread that her husband threw.

“Everything in this kitchen I have adjusted to you,” Wibi said when entering the dining room. He pulled out two chairs and sat down waiting for Tini to move the freshly bought chicken porridge into the bowl.

“Customized to what, Mas?” tanya Tini, spread her glance around the kitchen. However, she did not understand her husband's intentions.

“With your height,” says Wibi, pull the spoon spot towards her.

Tini again circulated the view around the kitchen carefully. He just realized that kitchen sets are designed with shelves that are not too high. The table where the gas stove was located was not as high as the one in the house.

“Udah kayak house dwarf, yes, Mas.” Tini adores and loves her kitchen.

Wibisono chuckles, “You don't like it?” wibi asked, rubbing Tini's arm that was still standing next to her.

With one hand holding a spoon and the other holding a bowl, Tini brought her body closer to Wibi and kissed the man's head. Instantly, Wibi's face again sank on his wife's chest. And it seems like Wibi likes that new habit. Because he immediately grabbed Tini and put his face on the chest of the wife.

“Finished lunch later we go to the house of Sejah, yes, Mas. I want to make a fry for the new neighbor. Usually they are still at home. Saturday afternoons, they often go to the house of his parents Mas Bara, to the house of his leg Colored, or take a walk with his children to eat.” Tini was in the room unpacking suitcases and putting their clothes together. While Wibi, rolled hugging the bolster looking at Tini who had been relentless moving to and fro.

“You're not tired? From there keep moving. Abis cook directly unload the suitcase. It should be tomorrow too,” said Wibi.

“Tomorrow or now the same. The drops must be removed. I want everything to be done quickly so we can relax,” said Tini, opening the folds of clothes he just put into the closet. He picked up a new dress he had never worn.

“Motifnya good. Later to the house Sejah wear it aja,” advice Wibi, watching Tini put the dress to his body.

“Ya, already. I use it now,” said Tini immediately took off her clothes and tried a new dress. Wibisono lay resting one hand on his head looking at his wife.

“Where, Mas? Fits, doesn't? Am I fat? Fat, yes, Mas?” tini asked, turning her body from the front of the mirror and turning to look at Wibisono.

Wibi smiled at his wife. “Not fat, really. That's fitting. Fitting for the size of an adult panda,” said Wibi, pursing his lips restrained so as not to spout laughter.

“Wicked ...,” annoyed Tini, staring at Wibi. “You are evil, Mas.” Tini pounced on the laughing Wibi covering her face with a pillow.

The new bride struggled in bed for a long time. Mutually tickled and hands tried to reach each other's waists to pinch the spoiled.

After lunch, Tini and Wibi arrive at the fence of the Colonized House and see two complete Bara vehicles behind the fence. Tini slipped her hand to press the bell on the left side of the wall.

“Helo …. Helo …. Enpersonal home? (Anybody home/what's anyone at home)” Tini on tiptoes screaming from outside the fence. His hand held a plasticware container containing two freshly made fried macems for a visit.

Didn't sound valid for long. Tini again pressed the bell and before long the face of Dijah appeared on the door of her open living room.

“Tini! Live long! From yesterday Mima's father was busy seeing your apparition. This morning he also said look at you. Do I have a sixth sense now, yes?” He hurriedly opened the gate for his friend.

The bar that was being talked about, appeared in front of the door. “Well, where's Budhe from? What's up here?” tanya Bara was suspicious. He walked over to the fence and turned to the left right looking for a vehicle. “What's up, Budhe? Taxi?” bara Urk.

“Numpak gravel, (Street/idiom) Mas,” replied Tini chuckled.

“Hah? That means walking, huh, Jah?” ask Bara.

Wibi laughed at Bara's furore. “Iya, Ra. We live there now. A hundred meters from here,” explained Wibi, pointing at the direction where they live.

“Nah, right, Jah …. Bener! It is Budhe Mima. I'm not wrong to see,” Bara said with a satisfied face. “Yesterday I saw his appearance but hesitated,” Bara said.

“Makanya ... do not judge the appearance from outside aja. Kayak Gudang Garam it turns out the contents of cigarettes, not salt.” Tini giggled with Wibi's arm into the house.

To Be Continued

If there is a typo understood first, yes. Take-off first :*