TINI SUKETI
136. A Brief Look at Dayat's New Life

Mr. Joko stayed at Tini's house for three days. And during that time, Mr. Joko used his time to go with Dayat. Because Tini and Wibi each have a job, Pak Joko and Dayat really spend quality time alone. They went to the upcoming Dayat campus and the rest went to the shopping center.

“Bapak ...” Dayat hugged Mr. Joko just before the man boarded the train. “Dayat definitely kangen the same Mr.,” said Dayat.

Mr. Joko patted his youngest son's back. “You learned the real thing. Do not play, do not stay up late, eat regularly and do not bother your mother. Especially with Wibi. Respect Mas Wibi because he's your aunt's husband,” Pak Joko's message at that time.

Mr. Joko returned to Cokro Village with empty feelings and wallets.

Dayat approached Tini and Wibi who stood a few meters away from him.

“Kok, your tumben curled Mr. Long time ago. Speaking of what?” ask Tini.

“No talking about anything, really. Later the talk period of fellow men leaked to women,” replied Dayat casually.

Tini scrunched her forehead. Feeling increasingly suspicious. Dayat's tumbens can show his feelings. Usually Dayat is the type of indifferent youth.

Upon returning home, Dayat headed straight for his room on the second floor. The young man whistled as he climbed the stairs. Again Tini frowned suspiciously. When at the train station, Dayat showed a very sad face when abandoned by their Father. But at home, Dayat looks carefree. His depression did not last long.

“Kira Dayat why, yes, Mas? I think it's a little different,” said Tini, looking at Dayat's back that disappeared into the turn of the stairs.

“You this is the inn suspicious continues. Can't be like that. What is Dayat? What can be suspected from Dayat?” Wibisono asked back.

“Ya, much. I don't know yet" replied Tini. He looked back at the stairs with dissatisfaction.

After Wibisono entered the room, Tini returned to the dining room and stared at the stairs. His head slightly looked at the door of his room, making sure that Wibisono did not come out again. A little tiptoed, Tini climbed the stairs to go to Dayat's room.

“Waaaah, kereeeen,” said Dayat from inside the room. “I'll wear this first day of college. College girls will be amazed by new students from the region. All will forget about the city guy and start racing after the love of Dayat. Until one day, Dayat's fame will reach Asih's ears. The mysterious girl began to be curious and looked for Dayat. Then ... Asih will be surprised and talk stammering. ‘Ka-you Dayat?’ keep me going to answer, ‘It turns out we do not need with a well in the field.’ Hahaha.” Dayat laughed out loud alone.

Tini clapped her hands, then opened the door of her sister's room which was a little tenuous. “Udah finished storytelling for yourself? Want the first thought-about college even the affairs of girls,” Tini's nagging, stepped into Dayat's room.

Got that surprise, Dayat wave. In a hurry he cleaned up the cartons of groceries and plastic that scattered.

“Don't move,” sergeant Tini, holding a paper bag with his right hand and both feet stepping on plastic inscribed with clothing outlets.

Dayat. Take a step back, then take off the shoes and shirt he is trying. He again put on the face with the suit ‘merana left by Bapak’.

“Where are all these groceries from? Where's your money?” tanya Tini, open the grocery bags one by one.

Dayat did not answer.

“No need to say? You got a girl? Ah—it's impossible. There's no reason for your ngasi-ngasi. Your girlfriends in the village are also school children. Ngasi cassette recordings of songs are the coolest,” said Tini alone.

Dayat snorted a little annoyed at Tini's remark. But the young man remained silent.

“Or are you going the same aunt? Da? Why are you doing it?” accuse this of his sister.

“Dibelanjain Bapak—dibelanjain Bapak. Waaaah .. I am diem because you said do not know Mbak Tini and Mbak Evi. I'm just keeping the exclusivity of the story by limiting the exchange of news. But his mind went everywhere,” Dayat scolding, taking the grocery bag from Tini's hand and the plastic from the floor. He began to take out all the clothes bought by Mr. Joko to be arranged into a closet.

Replace the stupefied Tini. “Why can't Evi and I know? Why?” tanya Tini was curious.

“Say don't say it, because you never buy Mbak Tini and Mbak Evi clothes this much.”

Tini sat on the edge of the bed and took out Dayat's groceries. “Mr, how come, can be royal? Usually stingy beg for mercy.”

“Say let me not be reckless and not macem-macem during college. This is the capital of Mr.” explained Dayat.

“Not money results from winning ngadu Puput, right?” ask Tini carefully.

Tini was afraid to offend Dayat who was their father's most loyal ally. They were room-sharing friends for years. No wonder Mr. Joko is more privileged Dayat in terms of spending his money.

“Who won the Puput? Just delicious. If I really did, I was just grinning. But the truth is not that. Let alone fusing Puput for a fight, Puput want to crow just not allowed the same Father. Father said, other chickens have crowed first, Puput do not need to be tired,” explained Dayat.

“Oalaaah .. if I fry, you must be in the hospital,” Tini cetus.

“Hush, can't do that. My father,” said Dayat. “Sana—sana out. Can't stay in the bachelor room for long. I need time alone.” Dayat dragged Tini's arm and pulled her brother out of the room.

A month at Tini's house, making Dayat have a routine job that his brother gave him.

Like Tini's message to his sister, “Yat, I have not used the services of people to help because I do not have children. I can cook back home from work. Let Mas Wibi eat warm food. The rest of the side dishes, for your lunch. Let Mas Wibi squirm also delicious, you wipe the yard and flush the plants every morning. There's a washing machine in the laundry room. You're holy and as bright as your own clothes. No bother, right? What matters is that you move. Don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep, I will close the long cloth,” threatened Tini.

Dayat did his brother's best and knew himself well enough because he lived in the house-in-law. Dayat went to college by riding a Wibi car to a big stop and went home on public transport.

If Wibisono was to Surabaya by plane, Tini and Dayat could only look at the car in the garage with a pushy gaze. The two could not bring the vehicle, until the brothers boarded the city transport together.

Every now and then Dayat hitchhiked to Bara if by chance the man was passing by. The rest, the Bara office is family owned. The man's leaving clock cannot be used as a reference for Dayat to ride. In that case, Dayat should be independent.

One morning, at seven o'clock, Dayat had a morning course and was in a hurry to walk outside the complex. Wibi is in Surabaya, and Tini is not working because of stomach pain. While carrying his backpack and walking along the edge of the complex road, Dayat diklakson.

Tiiiin Tiiiin

Dayat stopped his steps and turned to the car that stopped on his right side. The window of the car came down and a shoulder-haired girl opened the sunglasses she was wearing.

“Hai .. You who live in Block B No. 10? Who often plays guitar on the balcony?” ask the girl directly.

Dayat nodded with a smile showing his teeth.

“Lecture where? Come on, together,” invite the girl.

“Uhuk.” Dayat coughed small. “No man should be a woman's dependant. I would rather have trouble alone than take advantage of the kindness of others,” said Dayat.

“I'm going to be used. Go, up! We're neighbors. My room is just across from yours. On the balcony too,” said the girl.

“That means you forced me to come along. All right,” said Dayat, open the car door and enter. “My name is Hidayat. Just call me Dayat.” Dayat extended his hand.

The girl immediately welcomed Dayat's hand. “My call is Tina,” said the girl.

Dayat gaped a little. “There are other nicknames? Your full name?” tanya Dayat with a condescension mimic.

“What, yes …. My full name is Agustina. You can't call me Agus. Moreover Gusti ...” The girl started driving her car.

“Tin ...,” call Dayat.

“Ya?” tina Sahut.

“Waaah .. that call really brings amazing effects. My feeling was immediately not good,” murmured Dayat.

To Be Continued

PS.

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