TINI SUKETI
26. First and Last Experience

Tini advocated on the Colonized, so that that day he would not have to go scavenging. They had to be at the boarding house to see how Lastri left the chicken coop. At least the fight that day, should bring results. They should be witnesses of where the glory days of Lastri's mouth ended.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Mak Robin was already sitting at the door of her room with a plate of rice she had just fed Robin. The boy walked to and fro during his mother's feed. Not infrequently Mak Robin had to point his fist at Robin, so that his son would come closer and finish his rice.

“Bored times I ate rice,” exclaimed Robin with a gaping mouth half-heartedly.

“Tomorrow I'll cook you a pellet. Now you eat this rice first,” said Mak Robin who did not care about the words of his son.

“Eat, Robin .... Do not add a lot of gray grandmother,” said Tini from the front door of the room. In his mouth was a toothpick.

“Kok, will the colonized eat you?” mak Robin Syndicate. “What I thought was your service for free. Apparently paid for a plate of rice,” said Mak Robin looking at Tini.

“You must not be too fiery to spy on me. Leave it to him,” Tini said, pointing to Boy who came out of the room also with a toothpick in his mouth.

“Ah, nothing is right Kelen,” umpat Mak Robin. “Si Colored looking for tired money, good to eat with him.” Mak Robin turned her head towards the newly outgoing Dijah.

“Nothing, really, Mak.” Sewn pulled out a plastic chair and sat back against Tini's bedroom window. “That alms can be anytime,” replied Sejah relaxed.

The mouth of Tini and Boy who had been busy moving clean between teeth immediately silent simultaneously. They looked at each other, then separated. Tini pulled the platic chair and sat down next to the Sejah, while Boy shook his body in the doorway of the Colonized room.

“In my village, abstain from sitting in front of my kayak door. Can deter your soul mate,” Mak Robin told Boy.

“He did deliberately hinder his soul mate, Mak. Don't be too thoughtful,” said Tini. “By the way, your cooking is delicious, Jah.”

“Makasi, Tin. Malem later, no more. Up finished. I plan to buy a pack at the stall,” replied Dijah.

“I don't want to ask for more food, shucks,” umpat Tini.

As they were laughing about the sparse chatter, a woman dragged a medium-sized suitcase from the direction of the threaded staircase. The small tire of the suitcase, bouncing on the small stones sticking out in the boarding yard.

Their chatter instantly came to a halt and their focus all shifted on the woman. Lastri kept her promise of leaving the second floor room.

From the opposite direction, Asti who had just returned from college walked in and passed by Lastri.

“Where are you going, Ma'am? Scorching hot days like this? Definitely want to move to better boarding houses, yes, Ma'am?” Asti stopped his steps to make small talk. Unfortunately, Asti's hospitality was not welcomed. Lastri melengos left the girl in the middle of the courtyard.

Asti walked up to his new friends. While fanning the two sheets of paper onto his face, Asti stood in front of the Colored One.

“Mbak who spoke yesterday is not good, has moved out. Mbak Sejah now must have been relieved. Maybe the mother who was inspired or guided that made her heart open,” Asti said with an angelic face in the hot sun.

“Get an opo inspiration? Got a slap from Colored twice. That's the real thing,” said Tini laughed. Sejah grimaced hearing Tini's speech.

The promised afternoon came. Tini was dressed up to go to work. However, before entering as usual, Tini had promised to deliver Dijah to meet with a karaoke client.

“I went to the ATM first, Jah. The DP that was entrusted to you, he said it had been sent. If you do not want, the guest do not you anything, yes, Jah.” Tini again reminded Dijah as they were walking down the alley exit.

“Indeed, want me anything?” tanya Sejah's.

“Yes, who knows if you want to wipe the tubunnya.” Tini looked up, Sejah chuckled at the look on Tini's face.

In front of the ATM, Tini handed over four 100 thousand bills to Dijah. Colored Eyes instantly rounded.

“Why? You surprised? Too little or too much?” tanya Tini, confused by the reaction of the Sejah.

“I like deja vu, Tin.” The colonist looked at the four 100 thousand pieces of money in his hand.

“Deja vu, piye?” ask Tini.

“Four hundred thousand rupiah's. Before the cost in the chicken coop, I richly made a gini kayak. Less inget. But ... the man is fat. I fought in my room, I vomited. I got 400 grand too, same as my neighbor. I fight, Tin. I'm win. My boarding neighbor moved, and I moved too because everyone was so scared of me.” Sejah Enlightened view.

“I didn't ask for you. Yeah, come. We go away. Look there later. Who knows I can already,” said Dijah, holding Tini's arm. The two go hand in hand to stop the passing blue angkot.

Their clothes that afternoon did not indicate that their destination was a jasmine hotel in the suburbs. The shape of the hotel room jasmine, more like kos-kosan. Elongated and all the doors facing the yard are at once used as a parking lot.

“I wait here, yes. If you don't want to, don't. Your guest is not to be confused. After this, we don't fight. I don't want to be your enemy, Jah.”

Sejah laughed, then waved at a glance and continued his steps towards the room designated by Tini.

Tini sat on one of the ornamental stones surrounding a small pond across the room. While waiting for his friend, he took out an android phone given by the late Mr. Alie. Just now Tini typed a message to Evi, from a distance, Colored out of the room in a row.

“Your face why?” Tini looked at the deathly pale face of Dijah.

“Duh, no iso! Opo kuwi, Tin? (Oh, I can't! What is it, Tin?)” Sejah shook his head with an anxious look.

“Yo, manuk! (Yes, bird)” Tini replied with a confused face.

“Kabeh ko kuwi po? (All that?)”

“Cilic? (Small?)” tanya Tini was convincing.

“ Puol. Mugo my son ora sakmono. (Bangets. Hopefully my son is not that much later)” Colored as if shuddering when saying that.

“Mugo-mugo, (Hopefully)” said Tini, imagining what Dijah had just seen.

“Wonge iseh ndeloki? (People are still squirming?)” He dared not turn his face back.

“Iseh. (Still)” Tini tilted her head to the right to see someone in question Colored. The man at the door of the room put on an annoyed look.

“Mlay, Tin! (Run, Tin!)” Sejah dragged Tini's arm to get away from the place.

“Hei! Here you!” a man with a fat body.

The two women quickly ran out of the jasmine hotel, towards the highway.

“Opo kabeh want to go, Tin? (What's all that kayak, Tin?)”

Between their breaths of gasping, Sejah asked that question, thought Tini.

“Ora. Mugo wae rejekine dewe enthuk. (No. May our fortune be great.)” Tini laughed out loud.

“Means big body is not a guarantee of big anus. Like this time I squirm,” muttered Sejah as he and Tini slowed their footsteps.

“Ya, not necessarily. Some are premium, some are showroom standard. Depends on windfall,” says Tini again.

“Not depend on body size, huh?. Means ... Mas Gatot you it, kid?” tanya Seized with flat-flat look only.

Tini realized that Dijah did not mean to mock. Sejah also never saw that Gatot's pet is only a handful of his hands. Being asked is just asking. But, somehow the question of Sejah pissed him off. Is it because the thing that was thrown out was true?

On the side of the highway, the Sejah returned to cram four pieces of money a hundred thousand into the hands of Tini. “Not so, Tin.”

“OK,” said Tini, put the money sheet into his small bag.

“Tin, thank you for wanting to keep me, without being busy meddling in my affairs. You, best. I am not fit for this kind of work. You don't fit either. And I'm sure there are no women in the world who are suitable to do kayak work. How about ... if starting tomorrow, we'll find another job?” Seen looking at Tini's face fixed.

To Be Continued