TINI SUKETI
131. Step Together
“Tini is successful now. So the more often consult,” quipped Boy, sneering at Tini.
“Do not envy—do not envy. If there are people who are successful than you, do not be envious. Should have asked the key to his success,” said Tini while pulling one white hair from Mak Robin's head.
“What's the key?” ask Boy.
“The key to success is actually only two,” said Tini.
“What—apa?” boy asked half-challenged.
“Locks and successes. Just those two,” replied Tini kalem.
“Kok, could-can Mas Wibi want,” murmured Boy, leaning his body on a plastic chair.
“Yes, because of those two keys,” said Tini chuckled.
“That's Mbak Colored!” yell Asti pointed at the fence. He held Mima and held Dul in one hand.
“Kok, long?” tini asked, looking at the Sejah who was welcoming them.
“Mima sleeps well. I want to wake up, kasian. So I wait a minute.” He sits on a plastic chair that Boy provides for him.
“Eh, Robin! You put that hape down. This is Dul coming. Move la you a little. Don't nest you on that bed,” cried Mak Robin to his son.
“Busy this Mamak time. Ask to enter Dul.” Robin got up from the bed and went to the front door. “Dul, come on in. Maen game together. Game on hape,” Robin said as he scratched his butt.
Beheaded rush to reach into his bag. “Dul, this.” He thrust his cell phone.
“Can you watch Yutub?” dul asked, looking at his mother.
“Bby. But don't watch it. Budhe's neighbor's son in the village, his eyes are all white. There are no more items, because of the frequent watching of Yutub,” said Tini.
Dul frowned, then nodded. The boy followed Robin into the room.
“Seriously, Tin? Your neighbor's son like that? What age? Very cute,” said Boy with a concerned face.
“You believe? Just thinking about it, Boy. Intentions want to kid-nakutin small children so as not to use gadgets too often. The taunya are deceived even the old ones,” said Tini.
Boy pulls a punch on Tini's knee. Asti laughed looking at Boy's annoyed face.
“Dijah has come. Let us reflect on the purpose of our gathering today. Jah .. Mak Robin is planned to move also.” Tini stopped her gray hair search and handed the tweezers to Mak Robin. “Udah finished your gray hair. I'm gonna wash my hands first. Asti brought toast. I don't want to take part in your songs, Mak.” Tini stood up and shifted the chair. Mak Robin slaps the comb on Tini's buttocks as the woman walks past her into the bathroom.
“To move, Mak?” tanya Sejah, looking at Mak Robin.
“Iya. Later if it is ready all my belongings move, I invite you to get together. Actually, my new home is not far away. But Kelen had to go through a lot to get there,” said Mak Robin.
“Do not doubt chicken coop alumni, Mak. Everyone who can survive in a chicken coop, meaning it can live in any part of the world.” Tini sat back in her chair.
“Rotinya, Mbak.” Asti thrusts the bread box into the lap of the Seized. “This is the Mas Mbak Dijah who buyin. Uh, Mr. Bara means. Mr. Bara who asked for help to buy to be brought here.” Asti laughing.
“Mas-ku also includes chicken coop alumni, Tin.” The colonized opened the bread box and thrust it into all the inhabitants. “How are you, Boy? Also moving?”
“I nemenin Asti until she married Bayu. Kasian if here himself. Later after Asti married, I moved to aja shophouse, Jah.”
“You're not married?” tanya Sejah's.
“I'm still males. My ideals are unattainable. If happy Mak Robin has his own house and Mr. Robin dapet project that is perfect, happy you become an ordinary housewife, I'm happy to want to go for a walk first, Jah. I want to travel around the world, solo travel before I go home. So, now I'm still cuddling money. Bread business is also stable,” explained Boy.
Sejah nodded. “Bene, Boy. People are different. Means now it's all gone, huh, Boy?”
“Seneng, Yes. Own business. Not ruled and not used by the office because it is too good,” cetus Boy.
“If you don't want to be used is easy, Boy. People are not useful. Surely no one benefitsin,” said Tini.
Boy again lays a blow on Tini's knee. “About having a husband, getting belaguer,” said Boy.
Tini chuckles. “Guyon, Boy. Taken his lesson. Means you're more useful than your friend.” Tini kicked Boy's leg and the man immediately dodged.
Mima who had been sleeping soundly in a sling, wriggled and bent her head out.
“Eh, Mima ... here same Budhe,” invite Tini to extend his hand. Either because it is still sleepy or it has been destroyed by Tini's efforts, Mima returned Tini's hand by leaning her body.
“This pinter girl. Want bread?” Tini lifted the bread box and showed it to Mima. The toddler shook his head. “Ya, already. Sitting on Budhe's lap, yeah." Tini tidied up Mima's curly hair sticking out to and fro.
Since then a lot of silence and listening to the chatter of his friends, Asti slightly blushed when all eyes looked at him and asked about the proposal. “Front month, Mbak.” Asti nyengir's.
“It turns out to be also the same Bayu,” said Tini.
“Walau the road was winding,” connect Dijah.
“Yang name mate surely meet.” Mak Robin is chiming in.
“Mas Wibi know that Bayu likes you?” tanya Boy, looking at Tini.
Tini grunts looking at Boy, “Houldn't have been that connection. What should be said to know? About Bayu? It's not important to say that to my mom. Why don't all the guys who like me from the era of SD I tell you all? I was like a Bayu shortcut to nyampe to his destination. It's that simple, boy. Your mind is not too weird.”
Replace the scornful Boy. “Where is the application? The village? I'll come with Dara,” Boy told Asti.
“The application I can not come, yes, As. I have a lot of permission to go to the office. Later the reception I came from the morning,” promise Tini.
“I'm the same, As. The recipe must have come. If the reception let Mas Bara take a leave of absence for a walk. Office people surely come with all,” timpal Colored.
Asti smiled and nodded in understanding. A few seconds, everyone was silent.
“Kelen didn't name me? I haven't said anything,” said Mak Robin.
“Udah know. You must want to say, ‘I'm also that cake, As.’ We already know,” connect Tini.
“Reception when, As?” tanya Sejah's.
“For three months at most from application,” Asti replied. “Mas Bayu has met a contract at deket office. Lunch can go home,” Asti said chuckling.
“Ikut seneng, As,” said Dijah looked at Asti with his usual look.
“Makasi, Ma'am Colored. Doain everything smoothly, yes.”
“Sure,” sahut Colored.
Suddenly Boy stood up from his chair. Everyone looked on in surprise.
“You what? Ngagetin. Mima sampe glared at gini,” Tini, rubbing Mima's chest flabbergasted looking at Boy.
“I want to take speaker. We sing together. Who knows, today is the last day we can gather all. Dara's coming home soon,” Boy said.
Boy went into his room and shortly thereafter walked out while dragging the speaker.
“Cek—cek, one, two, three tries. The last duet in the chicken coop with Mother Tini,” said Boy, handed the mic to Tini. “Good, Mommy is welcome to stand,” pinta Boy.
Simultaneously, Wibisono appeared on the fence while carrying two parcels in both hands.
“Wah ... happened to want to start entertainment. I came at the right time,” said Wibi.
Boy was silent wrong. “Not so duet. You sing first. I'm still stiff with your Mas,” whispered Boy, stabbing Tini's knee with the end of the mic.
“Alright, make my new Mas come with a cool smile. Son Looking at you – Ike Nurjanah, Boy.” Tini grinned and stood up from her seat. Giving the chair he had occupied to be occupied by Wibisono.
However, Wibisono held Tini's arm to stay seated. The man put the parcel on his wife's lap, and went to drag another chair from Dara's room.
“Make dinner all of us,” said Wibi, pointing at the large parcel in Tini's lap.
“Makasi, Mas,” says Tini. “Take, As. Make malem meal. We wait for Mas-nya Sejah,” said Tini.
Asti moved nimbly as usual. As the youngest, he was used to being a presenter every time they ate. Asti lifted the parcel from Tini's lap and placed it into Mak Robin's room. He then went to his room to prepare the dishes.
Viewing ….
Although always ….
Never gonna give, a pinch in my heart.
Tini began to sing while gently massaging her husband's arms.
To Be Continued