TINI SUKETI
30. Friend's Visit

“Eh, the Colored one is coming!” mak Robin. “Robin! Get out you maen-maen! Don't forget you're a pelototin. Blind your eyes. There is the Dul coming,” said Mak Robin turned to the room.

Robin who was lying face down on the bed immediately dumped the phone in his hand. “Dul!” scream Robin from the doorway. The boy immediately approached Dul and dragged him back into the room.

“Mak! We watched the movie together in the hape Mamak. If both are definitely not blind,” said Robin with his leisure.

“Like you la, Robin. Tau you again have guests, so there is no way I hit,” said Mak Robin was no less relaxed.

“The camera has not sat, you already want to hit your son,” said Tini compile a plastic chair as a seat for Dijah and Bara.

“Where are you from?” asked Mak Robin to sit in one of the chairs.

“From Mima and Dul's Akung house. Yesterday nginep was there. It stopped by before returning home,” replied Dijah.

Tini sat holding Mima. The baby girl was wearing a pink bando that made her curly hair neat on the front. The back is still expanding.

“Hey, genenge sopo? What is your name? (Who's your name?),” asked Tini to Mima.

“Indonesian only, it's okay. Mima must have understood. Do not get Mima confused what Budhe is,” Bara said.

“Wong Jarik! Java-Amrik!” sahut Tini chuckled. Mima who was in his lap immediately squirmed.

“Gosh, Kasian Mima denger laugh,” said Bara. His hand stretched out to take his baby girl from Tini's hand.

“Bapaknya noisy. His son was held for a while. I still miss,” Tini said, lifting Mima and keeping her out of Bara's hands. He then buried his nose in Mima's cheek until the baby whined to look at his father.

“Yes, geez, Jah. Anak Mas tortured,” Bara said.

Sejah laughed as he put his hand on Bara's cheek. “After aja. Let Mima get used to hearing strange sounds,” said Dijah. “Boy where, Tin?” tanya Sejah glanced at the closed door of Boy's room.

“Boy goes to his bread outlet. The same thing with Dara. That's the new kid who occupied your former room. His style is arrogant for mercy,” said Tini with a mouth sneering.

“Halah Tini, that-that's all you said. Baek the Dara. Because you don't know yet so you said he was arrogant.” Mak Robin scolded Tini from her chair.

Tini melengos's. “He doesn't have the same kind of chauffeur as me. I'm an old resident. Should be sowan,” Tini's nag again.

“You goti work fitting the sky is still dark. Returning home from work is the same as kuntilanak. Where'd he want to see you? It's the end of the week, you're up in the afternoon. He was the same as Boy. Again you are the same as him. Benapas also wrong him in your eyes,” said Mak Robin.

“Yes, geez, Mak. My niece's kasian heard your voice. His face was like this,” said Tini raised Mima.

Mak Robin got up from her chair while pulling Tini's hair.

"Where are you going, Mommy?" tanya Sejah because she saw Mak Robin rise.

"Said kelen used to let go of longing. I rubbed Robin's school shirt first. Look at Robin with Dul." Robin then disappeared into his room.

“Sini—sini, same Dad.” Bara again leaned his body to take Mima from Tini's hand. Once in Bara's arms, Mima immediately wrapped her hands around the man's neck.

Seeing Bara was busy loving her daughter, Tini poked her arm, which was resting her chin on Bara's arm, while tidying Mima's hair.

“Piye? Is it ono a girl apprentice seklirik mas mu ora? (Where? There are still apprentice girls who glanced at your Mas?)” Tini lowered her voice into half a whisper.

“Ojo by Jowo, mima miko suspicious. (Don't speak Javanese, Mima's father will be suspicious.)” Sejah turned his head towards Bara who started to cast suspicious gazes at them.

“Lha, opo curigo? Wong lanang? Opo ndek’e wedhi sek? (Suspected what? Speaking men? Or fear she's being homongi?)” Tini returned Bara's gaze.

“Ya, good. Meaning normal,” Tini replied casually.

“Raine wae nice, dashing lakune, jebul ora pede karo former chick cage. (Had aja handsome, dashing style, it was still insecure same former chicks.)” Tini said that while looking at Bara.

“Jah—Jah, from his gaze must be Tini talking to me. Yes, right?” Bara shook the arm slowly.

“Who said? It still talks Boy,” Tini. “Kon dol wae montore, ben ora koyo cah enom hold. (Tell him to sell his motorbike, let him not kayak the young man.)” Tini smirked evilly towards Bara.

“Jah—Jah! I don't like seeing Tini's smile. He must have talked about Mas. It's got the word montor-montor, must be talking about Mas's bike. Yes, right?” Bara again shook the arm of Sejah who was giggling.

“Bojoku is a nom, Tin. Wong nice kuwi angel nek covered. (My husband is still young Tin. The handsome is hard to cover.)” Colored poking Tini while laughing.

Tini snarled, “Halah, your shell! Wis duwe son, iseh hot? (Have a go, your mouth! Have a child, still hot?)” Tini laughed after saying that. Bara pursed his mouth looking at him.

“Your cup too, Tin. Ojo mbok kotori ears my son, (Your mouth too, Tin. Don't stain my son's ear,)” said Sejah covered Mima's ear.

“Udah—udah, good Indonesian and real. Not polite if there are people who do not understand even talk using Javanese language continues. Although not talking to people, surely people are suspicious.” Bara pinched cheek soft Colored.

“I doubt that Mas Bara denger my talk to Dijah,” Tini said.

“I'm okay. Relax,” suhut Bara.

“Surely okay?” ask Tini again.

“I'm already gaffers, Tin. Son two. Yeah, right, kid? Mima's Dad's son, right?” tanya Bara lifted Mima in front of her face. Mima immediately cupped Bara's cheeks and opened her mouth. Bara laughed and kissed his little princess cheek.

“His father's son is really, yes, Jah?” tanya Tini looked at Mima with shady eyes. “I also want to have children like Mima,” said Tini.

“Can Budhe—can, definitely can.” Bara moved Mima's position to sit facing Tini. “Find the candidate first,” said Bara.

“Well, I want a story. Use Indonesian to not be suspicious. But Mima's father didn't protest. Simply sit on them,” pinta Tini.

Bara did not answer. He just sneered at Tini who fixed his seat.

“Gini, Yes. You know, right, Agus goose, Agus soang lately invited me out—”

“Gosh .. new tau his full name Mas Agus turned out to be soang,” muttered Bara. “And he knows. Ckckck,” connect Bara again.

“Tadi said to be packed ...” Tini looked sharply at Bara.

“Iya—iya, sorry. I'm on it now,” said Bara.

“Well, go, Jah. Her hobbies, right, let me eat. Just eat anyway. All-eating. Abis eats, always watching. Abis watch, I'm being driven home. Yeah, had. That's it,” Tini.

“Then, what do you want?” tanya Sejah's.

“He's old, Jah. Time has no movement. Sometimes I doubt what his pole can stand perfectly—”

“Goods .. talking Mas Agus pole,” cut Bara, lift Mima and hold the baby. “Jah, don't talk about people's poles. Don't be horrified Tini,” pinta Bara, cover one ear of his wife.

To Be Continued