TINI SUKETI
31. About Agus Soang

“Or Mas Bara get out of there first. Closing what, cake. Around the streets of Gelora Bung Karno or buy snacks to Bekasi. I want to chat first with Dijah,” said Tini expel Bara.

“Enak aja,” says Colored. “Do not. My mas is here. He'll go get my son. You continue to talk. Put me here. I am also curious to hear about your review of Mas Agus goose and Mister Jono.” Sejah waved his hand asking Tini to continue speaking.

“OK, I continue,” Tini said.

“Eh, wait, Tin. Mini market from here far not?” ask Bara.

“Yes, no. At the crossroads there. It's nice to walk. What would you buy?” tanya Tini looked at Bara.

“You buy mineral water. My throat is dry,” Bara replied, rubbing her throat.

“Asem! Just say ask for a drink,” Tini said, standing up from her seat and walking into the room.

“Disusuin first, Mom. This look from earlier wants to enter his hand directly into the mouth,” said Bara, pulling Mima's clenched hand and constantly bitten by the baby.

“Ya, already. Here Mima drinks first,” said Dijah, raised his baby daughter then began unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing.

Bara stood up from her seat, then patted her arm gently. “You stand for a moment. The chair slides towards the wall. Nyusuin baby ngadep wall,” pinta Bara.

She followed her husband's words to rise. After Bara arranged the location of his chair Colonized back to sit. She suckled Mima against Tini's window. While the Bara chair itself is behind the Sejah seat.

“This is the position of the chair to what? Must be sitting behind Colored like that? Keep an eye out for no one to squirm her milk Sejah?” tanya Tini, handed the container of plastic bottles filled with water and two glasses to Bara. “I know Mas Bara likes water. I am happy if there are guests like this,” said Tini.

“Makasi, Budhe Tini ..” said Bara took the object that Tini had proffered to her. “The story is not continued anymore, Tin?” ask Bara.

“It turns out curious too,” muttered Tini back sitting in her chair.

“Continue, Tin,” Pinta Sejah turned towards Tini. Mima was already clucking greedily. The baby girl was really thirsty.

Tini extended her hand to Mima's cheek. “Doain Budhe has your kayak gini, yes. Budhe milk has long been duty free. So the frenzied frenzy has no teeth. Piye tastes, Jah?” ask Tini.

“Yes, geez. Tini ...” Bara leaned her back against the plastic chair. He immediately drowned hearing Tini's words. A little embarrassed, but also curious about the answer of the Colonized.

“Each abis breastfeeding, satisfaction is different Tin.” Colonized giggling.

“Dijah ...,” call Bara, pinch his wife's cheek gently with anxiety.

“So have dated Pak Agus?” tanya Dijah was curious. He turned the subject back to Tini.

“Take. We both just went to and fro together. He never wanted to do anything with me. Not even a feeling, either. I guess the two of us are not dating, but just forming a foundation.” Tini took a long breath.

This time it was Bara who sniggered. He was always amazed to hear Tini find parables. “Maybe Mas Agus still need time,” said Bara helped chimed in.

“Wait for what time? Hunt me menopause!” sergeant Tini. His face really looks upset.

He rubbed his chest many times. “Yes, geez ... Budhe Tini seems to have not ventured for a long time,” murmured Bara.

Tini did not care what Bara said, he continued. “I don't like the gray ones. Black is black, white is white. Man, really, like that. There is no stand. Making a woman fall in love is easy. That's why men need to be careful. If there is no serious intention, do not dare deketi. Do I have to go straight to the guy?” Tini stared at Bara and Colored alternately. The couple nodded at the same time.

“Your faces, why, like that?” tanya Tini with a stale face.

“This face mode listens, Tini ..” reply Bara.

“Udah? That's aja?” tanya Sejah's.

“But,” sahut Tini. “So, over time I am not the same spirit Pak Goose. At first, if he nagged, it felt gemesin. Now, if he's nagging at the office, I'd like a nabok, Jah!” sergeant Tini.

“Wait, Tin. Hold your emotions. I finish the shirt first.” Seized down buttoning his shirt.

“Sini, Mima let Mas the bench. Benerin used to dress her,” pinta Bara, got up from her seat and took a baby girl who fell asleep half gaping with flushed cheeks and a forehead filled with sweat.

Sejah confirmed his clothes and turned back to Tini. “Terus?” tanya Sejah's.

“So I forgot to say which way,” replied Tini.

“Until you want nabok,” Bara said.

“Well, the. I'm getting confused. There was no telling how, but I was invited to eat directly from one restaurant to another. I was like a BPOM officer,” upset Tini.

“No need to come out again, Tin.” He started to make his voice. “If men are serious, his business is not so!” exciting Seized.

“So, how to kayak?” ask Tini.

“Kayak Mas-ku this,” sahut Colored chuckles. She put her hand on Bara's arm and inhaled the scent of her husband's shirt.

“Halah!” tini's Nagging.

“Don't sprain,— said Bara, looking down then kissing the top of the head of Sejah who was leaning on him.

Sejah laughs to see Tini's ungodly look at them. But, his best friend then looks relaxed again. Tini must have understood that the Sejah said that to make Bara comfortable and not feel forgotten while there.

“Agus it .. little likes its mother. Not that I meant banning men to their mothers. But, if all-all ask mom .... Yes, modhar, Jah!” tini's Nagging. “Can-can I lose my function. And I don't like the way he's getting his attention angry at me. I once argued with Agus after dinner.” Tini was a little breathless talking.

“Nangis you?” tanya Sejah's.

“I cry? In your dreams! (Your dreams!) Where possible,” oceh Tini with jumawa. “I omelin him again. Keep him talking, ‘I'm not comfortable. You should be able to make adem.’ He thinks I'm the AC room. Must be able to make him comfortable and adem.” Tini turned to Bara who was looking at her seriously.

“I brought Mima around the page. He started to move,” Bara said as Tini looked at him. He immediately got up and returned to lull his daughter.

Tini followed Bara with her gaze. This afternoon, Bara came in with her clothes as usual. Shirt, with a shirt in it. As well as blue jeans and a pair of sneakers that became his trademark.

“Ya, already. Stay only if you do not like,” pinta Sejah.

“Pak Agus is actually good. But there is a lot of worry in him. Like a kid who hasn't finished playing. In fact, if he is serious intention, he just says he wants me to be the version of how,” concluded Tini.

“What can you do? Mr. Agus, right, a rich man. All-everything he can buy,” said Dijah.

“Many! If he needs a cat, I can go. Lick-lick can also,” Tini's nagging on her best friend. He kicked the leg of the Crossed Di gracefully in his chair.

“Yes, geez, Son .... We just muterin one page, Budhe you already want to be a cat,” murmured Bara.

To Be Continued