TINI SUKETI
137. Other Life Concerns

“Mas, this afternoon Mas no plan to go outside, right?” Tini approached Wibisono who was cleaning the inside of his car.

“Nothing. Why why anyway? Do you need to go outside?” Wibi stops her work and turns to Tini.

“Not there either. Asti and the others came. Want to get an invitation card. The recipe is the same Bayu. It was supposed to be a reception two months ago. But backtracked to next month. He said waiting for his brother Bayu who outside the island can take a long leave. Oh, yes, you'll be colonized here too. I want to cook a snack,” said Tini.

“Ya, already. We wait for them. Cook a lot of snacks. I'll buy a snack for the kids,” said Wibi.

Tini nodded and went back into the house. He prepared ingredients to make bakwan and fried bananas for his friends. Tini is also soaking the vermicelli to cook fried noodles for extra.

Tini mixes vegetables in the kitchen with half daydreaming.

It has been almost six months of marriage, but the signs of pregnancy have not approached him. Wibi seems to be relaxed. But when he saw Wibi playing with his best friend's children or nephews, Tini was full. Her husband likes children so much.

His life is much better now in terms of finances. He no longer needs to think about tightening his belt so that the money holds enough until the end of the month.

Dayat has entered his college years and became the most luxurious generation in the family of Joko Sansoko. Dayat is fully subsidized by Evi who already works in foreign companies as an admin. Mr. Joko is still sending money for toiletries for his youngest son. While Tini occasionally gave Dayat pocket money, although the young man often refused and always managed to be forced to accept easily.

“Name windfall. It is not good to be rejected. Will hurt the giver.” That's the reason Dayat.

Tini is grateful for her life. Thank her husband who loves her, the family of a good husband, her family who get along well, and grateful for the fulfillment of all the needs of their family.

But ... Tini wants a child present in her marriage.

Invite Wibisono back to visit Mr. Joko to Cokro Village last month, adding to the frustration in Tini's heart.

As always, human talk is never endless. When not getting married, neighbors ask when to get married during the night. It was as if one's status of solitude was a burden on the neighbors as well.

When married, the demands were turned into a matter of heredity. For various reasons. Starting from the matter of a quiet house if there are no children, about what to do if not for children, to the matter of a husband who will glance at other women if not also have children.

The first day back to the village, already made Tini grumble.

“Search for a lot of money for what if there are no children? Money, really, asked what. If there is money, there is no need to be confused about what. Confused if there is no money. What do I want to make of my money, really, in mind. Want me to make campfire fuel, that's my money. Repotnya take care of other people's affairs.”

It turned out that Tini's nagging upon entering the house was heard by Wibi. Her husband came over and hugged her from behind. Looks like Wibi heard the conversation of Tini and her neighbor on the street in front of the house.

The peak of Tini's frustration while in his village occurred when he passed Siti in front of the AlfaIndo mini market. Siti was riding a motorcycle and had just parked it. Tini, meanwhile, had just pushed open the glass door and came out with two grocery bags. It just so happens that it is not cooking oil. Tini already did not expect to be able to buy cheap cooking oil because five minutes on display, all cooking oil was immediately invaded by mothers. Because cooking oil runs out, the mini market is quiet.

“Not pregnant, Tin?” asked Siti in a friendly yet painful tone.

Tini turned to the car where Wibisono was waiting for her. She went shopping in the mini market with her husband, because she could ride nothing but a bicycle.

“Not yet, Sit,” replied Tini with a smile as appropriate as possible. Shame if until Wibi knows what was asked by her former honeymoon candidate first.

“As a result of marriage has not been sealed again, so dikasi old descendants with God. That's the name of punishment.”

Tini took a breath and smiled again, “You seem to have full trust from God to determine any punishment for humans. Is this God's right hand now?"

“Yes, because it doesn't seal anymore. Your husband is in the ex,” Siti said.

“I don't seal anymore, but my husband is fine and my life is much better than yours. Why why anyway? You envious? Did you break the seal like that? So, you want me to, how do I get a man? A bum? Or market thugs? Or unemployed who all day work sleep at home and the mallemnya print children without thinking how nyekolahinnya?”

“Don't cut me talk. The more here your talk is like God. There are still women who talk to other women like you. Exploring the playboy, understand Casanova who dyed-dyed-fry, but noisily talking about the whole-seal-seal-seal. Go for a walk to town. Ask your husband to make you a picnic. Let you know that the blue sky is not only in this village. Your mouth is primitive!” sergeant Tini. Two steps left Siti in front of the mini market glass door, Tini turned back.

“Oh, yes. Don't talk about old women. Your brain also I think used, so can talk like that. You are healthy, yes. Take good care of yourself and your family. Focus on them. Don't worry too much about other people's business. I want your family to always be healthy. Let us always share the good news.”

Tini leaves Siti and gets into the car. At that time Wibisono immediately asked and Tini had guessed that her husband must have listened to what happened in front of the mini market.

“It .... who?” ask Wibi at that time.

“That's my pregnant daughter with my ex, Mas. Maybe they forgot. But she once passed by our reception, while still pregnant. It's pregnant with her third child. Now it must be new. But he went to the mini market alone,” explained Tini, looking behind the glass door of the mini market.

“Temen of?” ask Wibi.

Tini shakes. “It looks like two years younger than me, Mas.”

“Kasian ...,” muttered Wibi while rewinding his car.

“Kasian why?” ask Tini.

“Kasian for looking too tired. Kirain is the age of Mbak Vita,” replied Wibi calmly.

It is true, since seeing Tini talking to women in front of the mini market door, Wibi thought Tini's interlocutor was a woman who was far above his wife. His appearance was like that of Mbak Vita, his older brother who was over forty years old. For the sake of his wife, Wibi did not feel guilty saying the thing he felt was a little evil for other women.

Tini just quietly arrange her grocery bags into the back seat.

“I became a bit nyesel ngajak you to the village for two days only but has made you sebel continue. Why are people on that, huh, Tin? I was happy-happy. I got married because I want to live with you. If indeed we are destined to live together until old age, I am okay. I just want to convince you that you do not need to be bothered by people's talk,” explained Wibi.

“Next week we go to the doctor, yes, Mas?” Tini hugged her husband's arm.

“Ayo, can. Find the doctor where. I'm cute,” says Wibi.

Wibi's words at the time were very simple. But managed to make Tini's confidence grow again.

Tini is done blending vegetables and heating cooking oil. The first bakwan fritters had just been lifted when Wibi walked into the kitchen to approach her.

“Udah cooking? I want to try. The money is already coming forward,” said Wibi, take two sheets of tissue and pluck one hot tub.

Before long, we heard footsteps coming down the stairs. “What aroma has made my footsteps moved down?” Dayat loosened his head from the observation of the stairs.

“Come, Yat. We have to test before bouncing it to be served to guests.” Wibi sat in the dining chair and blew his tub.

Dayat followed plucking the bakwan and immediately bit him. "It's not the bakwan" said Dayat, busy moving the hot tub in his mouth.

"So what?" tanya Tini, ruffled waist holding sutil.

"Na-nas's. It's called pineapple. You see, pineapple in the mouth" replied Dayat.

"Garing" said Tini again continue his work.

To Be Continued