TINI SUKETI
32. Apparently, that guy.

"Hape terooooss .. out there. Kids need to move a lot. This Robin wants to be hit! The Dul was tired of looking at the pilem on the phone!"

The sun is no longer too strong. Robin drags Dul out of the room after being flocked by his mother with a scolding.

"Where are you going? Don't go far," Seized's message to his son.

"By the guava tree. Not far away." Robin spoke the word Sejah by pointing a guava tree in the corner of the yard.

"Yes, betol! It's just kelen." That's where it is." Mak Robin stood in the doorway pointing at the tree.

"To the outside can be, Mommy?" robin asked the fence.

"Don't fuck you, Robin! A lot of kidnapers now. Kidnapped people, piggybacked (gloved) you later!" This time Mak Robin pointed her fists at Robin.

"Gerries, huh, Jah? My daily life, yes, this is it. A mother who slaughters her child at all times. If what he said was all really done, it was Robin was scuffed like money back angkot." Tini turned to Mak Robin who was staring fiercely at her.

"Silence in your nozzle! In a moment, it's you I'm donating." Mak Robin looked back at what Robin and Dul were doing under the water guava tree.

Colored and Tini giggling. While Bara rubbed his chest.

"Sit here, Mommy!" call Colored.

"A little while now, Jah. I rubbed a lot of times. Tomorrow is Monday. The more I hoard, the more she'll have children." Mak Robin waved her hand, then disappeared back into the room.

"Out more, Tin." He patted Tini's knee to continue the story.

"On who?" ask Tini.

"As for the chicken coop residents, Tin!" pissed Colored. "Yes, about you. Earlier wanted to talk about Jono," said Dijah reminded.

"Patience, dear .. patience," Bara said, gently massaging his wife's shoulder. He was very worried about the tone of Tini and his wife who was always above average. It was as if the two women were always ready to fight at any time.

"Okay, I'm going on." Tini took out her cigarette box that was near the leg of the chair.

"Still smoking you," said Dijah.

"still. You don't smoke anymore because there's a wheel." Tini took a cigarette and lit it. He glanced at Bara who was walking around the courtyard and visited Dul under a guava tree.

"What wheel, Tin?" tanya Sejah's.

"Beat cigarettes" said Tini.

"Cockfighting! But really," said Sejah giggled.

Bara, who heard the laughter of Dijah and Tini, turned his head. He was always curious about the contents of the conversation of the two women. After the laughter of the two women died down, Bara again took her steps closer to the collection of plastic chairs.

"Si Agus this is weird, Jah. Later when I had forgotten and relaxed, I went to eat with Jono. She's fidgeting. I am busy where I am going. Does he want me to be like him? Do not need to do anything. Jono is good too. Even if there's a tapi." Tini exhaled her cigarette smoke all the way.

"What tap?" tanya Dijah was curious.

"Say a relationship must be mutually understanding, right?" Tini stared fixedly at Dijah. His friend nodded. "OKAY. Well, the thing is, sometimes I don't know what Jono said. He was-was-was-was-was-was-wis-wus. Me, yeah, gee. I can only answer yes, orait, okay, prone, siyu. The others are, Jah."

Tini sighed in despair. His head shook slowly and he threw away his cigarette which was almost finished.

"It's hard too, yes, Tin," muttered Seen.

"So, if dibandingin, more sure which one? For the future and the long term." The chuckle said that.

Bara returned to the side of the colonized. He pulled up a chair and sat down near his wife. Mima doesn't seem to want to continue sleeping. The baby had already opened his eyes wide and was laughing staring at Dijah while patting his father's chest.

"Mima, how come you're not booby anymore? Must be willing to hear Budhe's talk," said Tini staring at Mima.

Tini wanted to answer the question of Sejah, she understood what her best friend meant. About men of the future and long term. But to answer it so clearly it feels impossible if there is a Bara near them.

"Yes .. Jono." Tini glanced at Bara at a glance, then returned her gaze to Dijah.

"Nek gedhe mestine Jono yo gedhe, Jah. Chocolate sometimes ki nek nganggo iku sok kethok sepek, too busy. Atiku cok wants mbebaske. Ojo krungu Mas-mu, miko ndek'e iso semaput I say ngene. (If it's big, Jono must be big, Jah. Sometimes if you wear pants it looks crowded. Too tight. My heart was moved to free him. Don't be horrified by your Mas. She'll pass out later I'll say gini.)" Tini glanced back at Bara's face to confirm the man's reaction.

Colored giggled while leaning his head on Bara's arm. "Yes, my goodness, son. This Budhemu-" Colored back laughing.

"Nek meh mbebaske yo pamit sek karo wonge, Tin. (If you want to be released, let the man go, Tin.)"

"Well, what's the matter, Mother? Come on, ask me what I'm talking about" Bara told her daughter.

"Wong lanang sek mleroki awake dewe iki, nyeseki ra, Jah? (Laki2 who is looking at us, stifling not Jah?)" Tini did not dare to stare at the coals while saying that.

"Yo, jo tekon. Enri kiko kowe nek. (Yes, don't ask. Envy you'll catch it.)" She laughed, then looked at her husband.

"Well, this one must be talking, ma'am. Sure," said Bara, pinching his wife's cheek.

"Good talk" said Dijah, wrapping his arms around Bara and Mima. "Mother's son didn't nap today. Same thing with Budhe Tini too, huh?" tanya Sejah, leaning her head on Bara's chest.

"Well! Jah! Where are you going from here?" ask Tini suddenly.

"Nothing. Wanna go home. Yeah, right, Mas?" tanya Sejah looked at her husband. He clenched his mouth and placed his palm on Bara's cheek with an anxious look.

"We stopped by Polsek for a bit, yeah. Want to get the keys to Maradona's office car. Tomorrow morning he's leaving for coverage. The car keys are the same Mas," said Bara, grabbing the hand of Sejah and peeking at the palm.

"Yes, geez. You tortured me. I'm going with the muters, Jah. Later down on Boy toast. I take a shower first" said Tini, rising from her seat and entering the room. Before long, he reappeared with a towel perched on his shoulder.

"Where is he going? Kasian, no friend." Bara looked at Tini's back which disappeared at the turn of the bathroom.

"Yes. Haven't seen the right one yet, Mas. Tini wants to go for a ride in the car. Maybe let's not bosen," said Dijah.

"Let's take you to Polsek. Then Mas anter to the outlet Boy," said Bara.

"Good mas. I'm in love" whispered Sejah, holding her husband's body.

"It's good that way" said Bara, raising his arm which had been embraced by Dijah. Replace him who encircles his wife's body.

Dul reluctantly gave a wave of hands to Robin who looked at him sadly. After being promised next Sunday the two boys will meet again, the faces of the two look bright again.

At seven o'clock they flock out of the alley to Bara's car parked by the side of the road.

"Mas, I and Tini will wait in the mini market. Want to buy snacks," said Dijah.

"Yes, I'll park there." He was behind the wheel.

The journey to the police takes no more than twenty minutes. Sejah and Tini get off the car with Dul, entering the mini market. Mima, who did not want to be separated from her father, remained in the sling and went to the police to deliver the car keys.

Sejah and Tini sat in a mini market chair facing the highway. Dul sits quietly to the right of the Sejah while eating his bread.

With a bottle of drink in his hand, Tini's gaze glared towards the highway. Bara's arrival from a distance, escaped his attention.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the ATM." Bara pointed at the mini market door with his chin. He then walked across two women to get into the mini market.

Tini's still daydreaming. Sejah was busy wiping Dul's mouth with chocolate. The two are unaware of Bara exiting the mini market and crossing them.

Realizing his steps were not followed, Bara looked back. Mima wrapped her hands around Bara's neck to look at her mother.

"Well, come!" bring Bara.

"Yes, Mum." Colored rise. Suddenly Tini held her arm.

"Kowe eling wong lanang sek never trawang? (Do you want to know about the man I've been laughing at?)" tanya Tini is enthusiastic. "The first time we sat here was malem-malem." Tini raised her eyebrows.

Sejah nodded.

"Cobo delok! (Try that!)" pinta Tini, turned his cheek to look at Bara who sauntered towards the car.

"Bunders,Tin! Podho's! Jebul bojoku, your trawler really! (Bulet, Tin! The same! Turned husband! Your laughs really!)" Colored rounding his eyes.

"boxed shirt. But, her backpack was replaced with that baby girl." Tini pointed at Mima who was looking at her mother with a confused face.

The two women laughed out loud.

Bara looked back, scrunched his forehead. "My feeling is not good. Kok, kayak deja vu, yeah …."

To Be Continued