TINI SUKETI
134. Graduation Lunch

In accordance with the previous promise they will all have lunch together to celebrate Evi's graduation. A restaurant serving seafood was their choice.

The dining consisting of the lodges turned out to be quite dense. Seen some families who also come with one of them wearing a kebaya. Apparently, their plan is also the same as some people. Celebrate graduation with lunch with family.

“I'm done with college, Yat. You remain. So go to university in Jakarta?” ask Evi on Dayat.

“So, if there is money. I also don't want to be a burden,” Dayat said.

“Why talk now? Kan already from a long time ago,” said Tini, smiling ignorantly intended to reply to Dayat.

“Yah, how. The kid is wrong now. Moving suspiciously, silence becomes a burden,” replied Dayat.

“Alesanmu,” says Evi. “When in Jakarta where do you live? Why also?” ask Evi.

“Kos aja,” Reply Dayat.

“Do not. There are many empty rooms in the house. On the first floor there is. On the second floor there is one room,” explains Wibi.

“I'd better cost it, Mas. I want to be independent. Because the life of the adult man actually started since college.” Dayat smiled thoughtfully looking at Tini and Wibi alternately.

“What are you planning?” tini asked, glancing at Dayat full of suspicion.

“Yes, so if the crawl is not sought. Want to go home at what time, free,” Evi chirped.

“The name is also single man,” said Dayat.

“Pria—man, you think life is nothing nice? Want to practice for a month?” Tini had already grasped the spoon in her hand. “Pak, Vi, don't look for Dayat for a month. Ignore aja. Do not go home, it is considered not home. We try for one month,” said Tini.

“Yes, that's not the case,” sukut Dayat.

“The family is still there who cares and loves, kok, kepininnya free. There will be time. Still young, you should benefit from time to talk to your parents and family. Later if you are really working, independent yourself, time is also narrower. The conversation time was so expensive. You will want to repeat the time can vent for free. My friend at the office, paid the psychologist a fortune, just to be bullied. Hence ... You who can get free, should be grateful.” Before enjoying lunch, it seems that Dayat should be full first to hear Tini's lecture.

“That is not so. .. I also do not feel good if you have to take care of Mbak Tini. I used to take nicotine,” said Dayat, half a frown.

“I also don't want to be repotted. If you feel like you're taking me, I'd say. I'm your sister. You, you know, I'm not the kind of person who wants to feel. Not really me. At least if you stay with us, I can prevent you from getting typhoid due to eating carelessly.”

Wibi takes the water and thrusts it at Tini. “Ya, already. That's it, Yat. Your mother must also know well because you have lived first what life in a big city is like,” continued Wibi.

“Iya—iya, Mas.” Dayat looked at his father who had been looking down. “Mr, how come, just duck? Are you sad to be living alone at home? Dayat is also actually not happy to leave Mr.”

Joko sir remains engrossed.

“Pak,” call Dayat.

“Pak.” Tini called.

“Why again?” tanya Dayat, come down to see what her father has done since.

“Oh, this ...” Mr. Joko showed me his phone on Dayat. “Group chat association of rooster owners. Newly formed and the Father appointed as its chairman. The plan, if you leave for Jakarta later, our house wants you to make the secretariat office. How's it? Nice, right? Mr. also so there are activities now,” said Mr. Joko beaming.

Evi chuckled and patted Dayat on the back. “Bapak is very sad. Tomorrow it has started to finish clothes, Yat.”

“Utilizing time mumpung have friends stories that are free. Free as gini. I don't pay anything,” snatch Dayat with his pouting face.

Tini patted Dayat on the back. “News with me olwes friii, enitaim, eniwer.” (always free, anytime, anywhere/always free, anytime, anywhere.)

***

The following month has entered the new student admission period. Dayat had completed all his administrative affairs accompanied by Wibi. However, the young man had not yet arrived in Jakarta. He said he wanted to stay with his friends who were scattered in almost all villages.

Tini was already nagging her sister because of that. “Not want to spit here so that it can clean up the goods. His work continues. Pamitan from a week ago, really, not really. Are all the houses he comes to one by one? He wants a census? There-there's aja,” Tini's nag at home.

“Udah. Let alone. He's still young. Don't be too often. Kasian, Tin. The more I came here I was amazed by Dayat,” said Wibisono.

Tini, who was folding the clothes that had just been lifted from the clothesline, turned to her husband. “Amused by Dayat? Why why anyway? I just first heard there was a man who was amazed by Dayat. Usually only the girls of Cokro Village and surrounding areas who talk that way,” said Tini.

“I'm amazed by the way Dayat survives amid the onslaught of you and Evi.” Wibi covered her mouth with a pillow after saying that.

Tini threw away the clothes she was folding and lunged at Wibi on the bed. Many times his hands tried to reach Wibi's waist to pinch, but he was unsuccessful. Wibi then held her hands together and began to kiss her face.

“Do not macem-macem. I'm that again, Mas. The baby is not yet. I am sad and sorry, Mas,” said Tini suddenly with a sorry look, as if he had made a mistake.

Wibisono stopped kissing and stared at Tini's face. He took a deep breath and straightened his wife's hair.

“You are sad a little nothing. That's natural. But why should I apologize? If you want us to go see a doctor, I want to. You're your smile, Tin. Don't be a burden. The baby is even difficult so if you are stressed,” comfort Wibi to his wife.

Tini smiled faintly and nodded. “I've taken vitamins, Mas. I'm afraid of playing Mas Wibi,” explained Tini.

“You can't say that. What if I was the one who wanted you later? No need to macem. We are still a newlyweds.” Wibi hugged Tini and rubbed her back.

Jreeeng Jreeeeng Jreeeng

There was a guitar outside the fence. “On this Sunday afternoon, my Bung Daaaayat, a guitar warrior from Cokro Village will sing a song titled, Buu-jaaa-ngan!”

Jreeeng Jreeeeng Jreeeng

“Yes, geez! Dayat it Mas!” exciting Tini. “There is a job,” snatch Tini, get out of bed and tidy up her hair.

To Be Continued