TINI SUKETI
144. Perfect for Each

“I'm neat yet?” wibi asked, standing in front of the glass.

“Udah neat,” replied Tini from the edge of the bed. “If I was, Mas? It's neat yet?”

Wibi turned her body to look at Tini. “You are not only neat, but also sexy. Come, leave. Later Evi later wait for us.” Wibi stretches her hand to Tini.

Tini embraces her husband's waist. And Wibi wrapped her hand around Tini's shoulder. Both of them headed to the carport where the car engine was already on.

Dayat stood next to the passenger door and opened the door for her brother. "Today Mang Dayat will serve, Mrs Suketi.” Dayat slightly lowered his head and shifted his body.

“Mamang—Nyebut himself Mamang when originally seneng already packed drive car and made SIM. Or you go to college and take a taxi, Yat. It is good to add snacks,” said Tini while getting into the car assisted by Wibi.

“Thank you I didn't hear a hurtful remark just now. Mang Dayat wants to concentrate on driving to the restaurant. Evi's mother also wants to sit there," said Dayat.

That night they have an appointment to eat together at a restaurant chosen by Evi. The girl plans to introduce her boyfriend officially to her family who are in Jakarta first.

“May the restaurant that Evi chose her menu is not strange, yes. My tongue is still very traditional,” said Tini from the back seat.

“This is, right, to improve the taste and class of Mbak Evi. If you don't like it, don't talk. Diem. Relax ....” Dayat answered while glancing at Tini from the rearview mirror.

“Tenang ... later I choose the menu. I also wonder about the restaurant. Never been. The power is good,” timpal Wibi from next door Dayat.

The restaurant that Evi ordered turned out to be a large restaurant that was quite crowded. The yard is full of cars. Even when they arrived, there was no more empty parking space for them. A man in a black-and-black uniform approached and said valet parking services were available.

“Yes, already, Yat. We are valet. Tie the key to the Father,” pinta Wibi, pointing at a man while getting out of the car. He went to the passenger door and opened the door for Tini.

“From the crowd this restaurant seems like the food is good,” said Dayat when the three of them had arrived in front of the entrance.

“Table on behalf of Evi,” Wibi said to a woman standing with a note and pen in her hand.

“At the name Evi ...” The woman checked the list in her hand. “Table number eight, in the air-conditioned indoor section,” said the woman pointed to the other side of the restaurant that was blocked with other glass doors.

“About her boyfriend Mbak Evi all good-looking what, huh?” Dayat whispered to Tini.

“What's the reason?” She asked back in a whisper. Wibi walked in front of them past the rows of tables filled with visitors.

“Name Alex. From my name, it makes me less. His name effectively fits life in the web era 4.0,” said Dayat.

“What is your name? What era does life fit in?” annoyed Tini clenched her teeth looking at Dayat.

“Era old poet, Ma'am. Mang Dayat ...,” murmured Dayat, pursing his lips.

“But make your name, Father slaughtered goats. Me and Evi didn't, because you didn't have any money. Make you strive. You should feel special. Or do you want to change your name?”

“Ya, enggak,” says Dayat.

“Child now, really, there's-there's a. They say children but they are old. Not thinking about college, even busy thinking about names. You're a good college until the master. Your name will be kinclong if juxtaposed with the title M.H.”

“Better title boss Mr. Santoso. LLM. The aura is more authoritative,” Dayat said again.

Wibi stopped in front of the glass bulkhead and opened the door. So excited to argue, Tini and Dayat hit Wibi.

Tini rubbed her stomach and Dayat grinned at Wibi who turned to look at them.

“If you want to use the LLM, bring your guitar to ramble abroad,” continued Tini with an annoyed look at Dayat who was unceasingly replying to his words.

“Udah finished the debate? That's Evi calling us. Get along a few hours. Later at home connect again,” said Wibi, staring Dayat and Tini alternately.

The two brothers nodded and stepped into a special non-smoking restaurant.

“Mas Wibi .. Mbak Tini, know this Alex,” said Evi, upon arrival Wibi and Tini at table number eight.

“I 'don't exactly be—"

“This is my sister, Mas. Name's Hidayat. Now in law school. This is our only brother. No handsome, Mas?” seloroh Evi, looking at her boyfriend.

“Flat. Suitable work in the field of law,” said Alex, reached out on Dayat after serving Wibi and Tini.

“Who wants to complain? The handsome, yes, Miss Evi's boyfriend. Similar Korean artist,” said Dayat.

“If you've been praised, praise from you must also be smooth,” timpal Tini, occupy the seat that Wibi offered him.

It turns out that Evi is completely consistent over her type towards a man. The man she brought along to introduce to the family was a smooth-skinned, narrow-eyed white man. Alex is the land manager of the company where Evi works now.

Alex and Evi had already ordered the most recommended meal at the restaurant a while ago to save time. While the drink menu was added along with the menu that Wibi ordered for his wife.

“There is no traditional menu. But what I ordered earlier, you must like,” whispered Wibi to Tini.

“May we fluent in Mandarin out of this restaurant,” said Dayat, nudging Tini's shoulder.

“This restaurant sea food. Not all Chinese food. Can be read at the entrance,” replied Tini.

Across the table, Evi flashed a meaningful gaze, ‘I know what you said’ on Dayat. The young man simply replied to her with a chuckle.

While waiting for the ordered menu to come, they talked about activities during not meeting. Evi explained a little that Alex often served out of town. Evi also explains about Wibi and Tini's work. As the youngest brother and not yet in the real world of work, Dayat diligently listened to the conversation that he sometimes answered with small nods of understanding.

Three servants came with a large tray. Organize many menus on white plates onto the table, then hand out plates and bowls to each person. Tini looked at each plate with a tasteful gaze.

“Everything looks good,” Tini told her husband.

“So, which one do you want?” tanya Wibi, take Tini's plate and fill it with stingray side dishes grilled sambal ashtray.

“Mau tasting everything, Mas,” replied Tini sumringah.

It turned out that the choice of restaurant that had been worried by Tini, even made him diligently enjoy the dish.

“Where? Cute?” ask Wibi who seems to have a mission to make Tini eat as much as possible during pregnancy.

“Enak, Mass. Delicious all,” replied Tini without turning her head.

“That means you passed the initial review, Mas,” Evi told Alex. “Mbak Tini doyan food menu,” he added again.

Wibi grimaces Tini pouring the rest of the tom yam sauce into her empty bowl.

“Mas, here,” Tini leaning her body on Wibi want to whisper. Her husband immediately lowered his head and placed his ears in front of Tini's mouth.

“Eat me a lot. You have to pay. Not good with Alek,” whispered Tini.

“Alex, name pack ‘x’,” say Wibi, smile.

“Sama aja,” replied Tini, again turning his attention to the bowl containing tom yam. “Sorry, yes, Lek. Eat a little bit. Being in the stage of guilt-free eating,” says Tini.

“Casual aja, Mbak. Later whichever you like, we order again make at home.”

Tini was just about to laugh, but then she immediately fell silent holding her stomach. “Waduh, my son is full. My stomach hurts,” said Tini.

“Don't-don't Mbak Tini mules because of the fullness of her stomach. There, to WC,” Dayat said in a whisper.

“In front of bowl tom yam talking WC,” tini scolding on Dayat. “Mas, rich I want this birth,” said Tini, clutching Wibi's arm.

“Himself is already the same as what we read so far?” Wibi rubbed Tini's back.

"Udah mules gini I don't want to read anything, '" complained Tini, holding his stomach.

“That's been dried up a lot. Mas, to the hospital aja.” Evi gets up around the table and holds Tini's stomach.

“Now, Mas. To the hospital.” Tini grimacing. “Later if born here nyari name difficult. I know it's just Han Wen,” said Tini, grabbed her bag and got up from the chair.

“Can road?” ask Wibi.

“This, right, I'm on my way. What was I from earlier? Help hold me, Mas. This pain,” Tini's scolding on her husband that looks awry.

To Be Continued