TINI SUKETI
20. About Asti

Seamed fill the plate with white rice, a sheet of omelet and a long bean stir-fry mixed tempeh onto the plate. While closing the door with the origin, he rushed back to Asti's room.

Tini reappears in Asti's doorway while holding a large glass of the warm sweet tea she just made.

“How many days have you been sick? Already taking medication?” tanya Sejah, sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate in her hand.

“Not yet, Mbak. My head is too dizzy. So, I'm going to sleep first. Whose mom? Name ...” Asti got up from his lying down.

“I Tini, this boarding waiter. It's been a long time here. But, even longer are these mothers across from your room. So long, most likely he was born and raised here,” said Tini.

“What did you say? I'll break your neck later, Tini!” maki Mak Robin's. The woman just showed up with a dose of fever medicine. “Kelen bring food, no one brought medicine, right?” ask Mama Robin.

Asti sat leaning against the wall. Face pale.

“Eat first, Asti .. or drink first the tea. Here, Tin!” call Colored on Tini.

“Mbak whose name is Colonized. He has also been here quite a long time, but rarely seems to look out during the day.” Tini sat on the floor leaning against the wall facing Dijah who was scooping food into Asti's mouth.

“I ate by myself, Ma'am. Not good, I ngerepotin,” said Asti. He took the plate from his hand and began to spoon the rice into his mouth.

“You're still in college, yes, Asti?” ask Mama Robin.

“Iya—” Asti is silent because she does not know what to call Mak Robin.

“Call Mak Robin only. Mamak the Robin,” said Tini.

“Iya. I'm a college kid. I just moved out of a boarding house on campus. But it's expensive there. I want to help my dad ease the cost. My mom just died. Mr. Nebus mother from the hospital out a lot of money,” said Asti. Her tears melted as she fed the rice into her mouth.

Silence just did not answer. While Tini, get up and pull the arm of the Sejah to replace the position on the edge of the bed.

“Ya, already. If you want to tell a story, we're all horrified. Just a story, let's be more relieved.” Tini rubbed Asti's shoulder.

“I'm the biggest kid—”

“Sama,” cut Tini.

“My mom is seriously ill and long time in hospital, Ma'am ...”

“Same too,” says Tini.

“I have two sisters. They are all still in school,” Asti said, wiping her tears.

“It's not good to cut. But it is also the same,” said Tini.

“My father's foreman factory—”

“For this one is not the same. Although I want it the same,” said Tini.

“Can't keep your mouth shut? You told him to tell me to calm down. But he said you cut it off!” sergeant Mak Robin.

“Yes, I just said the same. All humans if they feel the same fate can certainly be familiar,” Tini said.

Sejah just silently looked at Asti who ate a little side dish that was cooked earlier. Two eggs for lunch and dinner. What Asti just ate was supposed to be for dinner. But sharing a little won't make him poorer. He was poor, he thought.

“Feel Mbak Sewn delicious,” Asti said. “I haven't eaten home cooking in a long time. Usually buy,” again.

“Laper turned out, not sick.” Tini took the empty plate from Asti's hand.

“Sick too, Tin. The body is hot,” says Sejah. He took a cup of tea and handed it to Asti. “Drink while warm. Let you drip,” pinta Sejah.

Asti obeyed the words of the three first-floor elders who entertained and received him worthy of family. His face was pale, starting to meet red along with his sweaty forehead.

“Yesterday, when I sampe here, Mbak Tini did not seem to. Mbak Colored too,” Asti.

“I'm definitely working again. Colored also works malem,” said Tini.

“Where works, Ma'am? His hair color is that? What's his office not reprimanded?” ask Asti.

“I'm in an office in a karaoke. The karaoke is in the hotel. Who wants my nigger? There are those who can be strict, if my country.” Tini took the empty glass from Asti's hand.

“How's it going? Does it have to be night?” asti asked innocently.

Tini clenched her mouth. After having a neighbor who is very smart to express the contents of his mind like Bu Nani, it turns out to have an innocent neighbor was quite tiring.

Tini took a deep breath and then exhaled it. “Karaoke my place is special night. Now I'm a songwriter. So, karaoke guests are not just looking for women in anu-anuin. But, there are also those who order women to become indoor polluters. Sing, jog, that's like that. Since my money tree fell, I no longer want to hold a bird. That's why I have to dye my hair like gini. Let in the dark room the flickering of my hair will always be visible.”

“Night work, yes, Mbak ..” Asti received a drug that was recently broken by Mak Robin from the packaging.

“Yes, she works nights. I also work nights. That's why these two people are often called loonte.” Mak Robin returns to the doorway to see Robin in the courtyard. Then he went back to his words.

“Yesterday, the second-floor kid there was another one I heard singing the same song. Bento si Iwan Fals was replaced by the lyrics. As Bento said, replaced with the word loonte. At first I didn't pay attention, but every time I went home at night, or just woke up early, she would be sung by him. But, I don't know for sure. For the Tini or the Colonized.” Mak Robin looked at Tini and Colored alternately.

“Yes, geez. Do I have any more enemies? I'm not a real artist yet, but my enemies are scattered everywhere. Are the women on the second floor jealous of me having a handsome guy?” Tini said that with half a daydream.

“Kalo the reason is Gatot, I don't believe, Tini. Tomorrow I will look again, yes. I also wonder who he meant. Later if you're sure, I tell you the same kelen.” Mak Robin again looked at Tini and Sejah alternately.

“You're already like a stove, Mom. Lest this used to be your enemy as well. You are using both of us to get rid of your enemies here. Why you,” accuse Tini of staring at Mak Robin.

“Back you that, Tini. If this Robin has not understood, I have rotated the head of the Nani first. Because already look at the nozzle of the Robin complaining so I keep the behavior,” Mak Robin sergeant on Tini.

Listening to the conversation between Tini and Mak Robin made Asti laugh. While Sejah only reviewed a thin smile, but the look on his face was thinking.

“That singing is a woman in her 20s, yes, Mom? Her hair curls colored yellow?” I looked at Mak Robin.

Asti and Tini fell silent looking at the face of Dijah. Mak Robin nodded in agreement to the woman's question.

“Iya. How do you know? Then quip you, huh? That song for you?” ask Mak Robin to make sure.

Sejah nodded.

“Why anyway? I think it's been relaxing your life all along. Here you are rarely,” said Mak Robin. He is indeed confused, because Dijah always looks relaxed. Rarely does the woman talk about anything that concerns her personal affairs.

“The woman often seduces me. I don't really care. But this guy followed me on the bike. I don't like it. Until I fought on the side of the road with the same guy. Keep him squirming. I said call her guy. Even though the guy had I thrown a stone, it was not deterred too. Now the girl is like that. Let it go, Mak. I have not been disturbed,” said Sejah with a flat face.

To Be Continued