
Since Dijah thwarts Tini's romance with Gatot, Tini's frustration with Dijah culminates. He observes the movements of the colonized every day. As her love for Gatot is overflowing unstoppably, Tini plans to avenge her neighbors.
A cloudy morning, Tini used to wake up longer. Drops of water are still seen splashing puddles in the yard, when Tini just finished bathing and carrying a bucket of water to the front door of the room. He felt bad, but his heart was upset. The colonized is a new occupant who is presumptuous to him. Because of the Seized, Gatot did not stay overnight because he was reluctant to hear the call of the Sejah.
While giggling amusedly and smiling wickedly, Tini placed the bucket right in front of the door of the room. He went into his room and closed the door. He imagined the woman who glanced at Gatot would fall down or at least stumble over the bucket.
With her ears sharpened, Tini stayed in her room. And what he was waiting for arrived. He heard the door of his neighbor swing open. For a while, Tini heard nothing. He was curious, but still refrained from coming out.
“Tin! Tin!” call Mak Robin.
Feeling the need to get out, Tini immediately opened the door and looked her head at the door of Mak Robin's room, “Call me?” The tail of his eyes glanced at the front door of the Colonized room. He's looking for his bucket. The bucket is gone.
“You take care of Robin first. I'm going to take a shower,” Mak Robin's wishes, walk up to Tini and hand over her son.
That morning Tini's clothes were sexy. He went out and sat down in front of the porch seat holding Robin. Although curious about the existence of the bucket, Tini sat on a plastic chair while patting Robin's thigh back asleep.
Bu Nani's daughter came out of the room. Accidentally, Tini immediately met the woman.
“Every day if people do not have the gourd,” said son Bu Nani.
Bu Nani bends her head out of the room and looks at Tini. “Not just squirming at people who are not polite. Her clothes are like that too. People once squirm, surely already know who does not really.” Ms. Nani didn't say that to Tini. But, speaking to his son in a loud voice.
Unhappy with what his neighbor said, Tini began to harden her jaw. Mother and son are the same, he thought.
“Whose are you talking to? Me? By the way, squirm down here! Don't be so clear. Dare, really, sindir-nyindir. I don't bother you, but every day I'm not satisfied looking for trouble. If you don't like to see my face, don't stay here.” Tini's piled anger towards his neighbors finally poured out. He held Robin and stood to the door of Ms. Nani's room.
“You moved from here. You, right, include the new residents. You should know yourself better. Your work is not really. Put on a show take men to the room. Make these costs so bad name. Find a more free place to live. So do not make all residents of the same stamp!” sergeant Bu Nani.
Tini's face was red. He stood holding Robin and faced the mother-daughter who was scolding her.
“What is your same story? That insult of yours, how long has it been in hiding? I think it's a real vendetta. Whatever my job, what do you do? Why bother with one cos-boss business? Why not become president? Let's take care of one country. Awkwardly!” tini Aspir. Because of his curse just now, Robin wriggled in the sling, then opened her eyes.
Tini began to sweat, because of holding Robin whose body is quite sturdy. Since the boy woke up, he changed the position of his carrier. However, he had not yet moved from the front door of the room.
“Let him do a real job. Ask the restaurant at your place. Who knows if there is a vacancy.” Bu Nani spoke to her daughter. “Maybe he couldn't find a better job himself.” When saying the word ‘dia’ Bu Nani pointed at Tini with her mouth.
“Restaurant where I no longer have vacancies. I think it is also not suitable for him,” said Bu Nani's son.
Tini's eyes were reddened. Already glazed. The words of the mother and son in front of her were extremely painful. Sometimes, what adds to the burden is not the problem at hand, but the judgment of those around you. It's okay to feel like he's right. Strange thing was, everyone felt worse. Tini's tears are melting.
“Bu Tini,” call Robin, rubbing cheek Tini.
Tini twisted her body, then looked at Dijah whose hair was rolled in a towel. The woman's left hand carried a bucket containing toiletries, soap, and a clothes brush. It was the bucket he had placed in front of the door to trap Dijah.
“Who are you? Followup. You also go home every day. What's your job? Just like him? Not really people who don't want to be advised. Still young, it should be horrified that parents are consulting advice.” Bu Nani turned to railed against the newly arrived Dijah in front of her bedroom door.
“Iya. My job is not real either. Still in a dimly lit cafe, drink. Skip this Mbak table.” Sejah pointed at the face of Bu Nani's son. “Mbak this milk again remes-remes the same father-father. I can't possibly be mistaken. I wiped the guest's face at the cafe. Father who ngeremes milk yesterday, guests of the land of the neighbors, right? Stingy guy. Don't want!” said Sejah while fixing the towel on his head.
“Still both hitchhiking and paying at people's places. Don't need to mess with each other. Although this Mbak—” Sejah tapped Tini—“ shoulder bring his guy to the room, it's his right. Body itself. If it's not loud, I don't have a problem. Although the behavior is like this, Ma'am Tini is good. I see him every morning, he takes care of his neighbor's son. His life did not think of itself, kok.”
Tini's crying stopped. He did not know to be happy or sad to hear the words of his neighbor just now. But, clearly he did not dare to admit that the bucket in the hands of the Sejah was his. He just looked at Dijah who was reaching out to Robin.
Bu Nani paled and looked at her son. His daughter looks wrong.
“Oh, yes. New inget! Name of the guest Sukdev. Careful, Ma'am. He said Mr. Sukdev likes to try from behind. The Mommy once. Her eyes hurt for a week. Disgust me,” says Colored. The woman then lifted the bucket in front of Tini.
“This is your bucket, huh? Not dipake? Just make me, yeah. Pretty much this, I don't have a bucket to rinse clothes.” Sejah was smilingly looking at the orange bucket in his hand.
Tini nodded. “Iya, make you alone." Tini then turned around and took Dijah away from the front door of Bu Nani's room.
“You malem work in cafe?” ask Tini on the Colonized.
“Iya. In the dimly lit cafe of the shopping complex opposite the mall. Why?” tanya Sejah's.
“It was, right, malem. In the morning, where are you going?” tanya Tini, curious about the rhythm of her neighbor's life.
“If I start my morning at the garbage dump. Somewhat shit, I picked up my son's school. Sometimes I go straight home. Wh why? You need a job again? In a pretty cafe, he had fifty thousand. But you will lack sleep,” said Dijah.
“You're grandiose?” ask Tini. He sits on a plastic chair, then opens a towel on his head. The woman nodded.
“Not working anywhere else? Better,” said Tini.
“But, you have to follow the working hours, right? I can't. In the morning I'll pick up my son's school. My father is not to be expected,” said Dijah chuckling.
Tini. The woman who came with a battered face some time ago, could laugh about her father who could not be expected. Her job was scavenging the trash, but the woman said it very casually.
All this time, Tini never felt disturbed by the presence of someone. That morning, Dijah nudged the deepest side of himself.
And it turns out, the words of Dijah not only disturbed his heart. But also the family of Bu Nani. Evidently, a few days later, the family emptied the room across.
To Be Continued