TINI SUKETI
40. Sunday Morning

Later, Tini, Mak Robin, Asti and Boy very rarely get together in the afternoon. Since Asti is dating Bayu, the girl will definitely go out with her lover almost every Saturday and Sunday afternoon. Even sometimes from Saturday morning Asti is busy with office activities.

The Term employee activities are quite a lot. The average is filled with sports. Sometimes Asti goes from the cost of carrying a racket. Sometimes the girl hugs the volleyball. Until one time Tini passed Asti in the bathroom, when the sky was still dark and that day was Sunday.

“Uwake you up at this hour? Where are you going?” tanya Tini with a face that was still very sleepy.

“For the first question it seems more suitable if I am the one. Ma'am Tini, really, wake up at this time?” Asti asked back.

“Kebelet peed me,” said Tini, yawned as wide as possible. “Where are you going?” reset Tini.

“Today my office has an inter-division basketball game. Mas Bayu follow,” Asti replied.

“Two weeks ago badminton, a week ago volleyball. This week basketball. I'm an Olympic athlete.” Tini shook her head slightly, then passed from the front door of the bathroom. Asti who will go straight to Tini's footsteps.

“Sore this to where?” ask Asti to Tini.

“Nothing. I don't have a girlfriend who takes me around riding a motorcycle and watching movies. I want to go to Mak Robin. Want to immerse in the meaning of solitude,” cetus Tini.

“Later in the afternoon I didn't go anywhere. We're huddling, yuk. Mas Boy and Dara are also not going anywhere.” Asti holding Tini's arm. Overcome his guilt for his friends at the boarding house.

“What does Boy have to do with Dara? Ever since there was a new theme, Boy has now forgotten about our duets on the long night. Hate me,” said Tini.

“That's help Mas Boy at the new outlet. He's still in college. Younger than me. Let alone, who knows the same soul mate Mas Boy,” said Asti in front of the door Tini room.

“Can I be a soul mate? I think they tapped that. Boy the girl, Dara the virgin. They are like tapers of swelling areas,” said Tini thoughtfully. “The name is also taper as it is,” connect Tini again.

“Biarin. Can't it complement each other?” Asti laughed a little. “I leave first, yes. Anyway, later in the afternoon don't go anywhere. Tell Mak Robin, too. Don't go abroad by motor.” Asti waved and walked towards the fence.

That morning, Tini intended to resume her sleep, but whatever the sound power from Mak Robin's room kept her awake until the sky was clear. As a result, he leaned over in bed and re-opened a copy of the file he had given Wibi yesterday.

“Should first rembes*you to the bathroom. I'll have a shower at this hour, lose the time you feel.” Mak Robin was clearly nagging her son.

(*rembes: dry spit on cheeks)

About Dara who lives filling the room of the former Colonized, Tini actually there is no special feeling about not liking the girl. Tini felt since Dara's presence among them, again she lost a friend. Boy judged too quickly familiar with Dara. He feels eliminated. But Mak Robin says it's all just her feelings.

Tini calls Dara the complaining queen. The girl could always find things to complain about. Many mosquitoes, noisy, unpleasant pillows, mosquito bite scars that do not disappear, the boarding fence is tilted, the guava trees that rarely bear fruit, the forests of Indonesia are starting to diminish, and, endangered Komodo dragons, the Arctic is slowly melting due to global warming, until complaining of expensive gasoline in Papua.

And Asti began to follow in imitation of Dara. Bayu Mas who was late to pick up, Bayu who was less adept at using chopsticks, Bayu who slept difficult to wake up, Bayu who sometimes hung out with his friend. Tini's upset. One day Asti was hit by bad luck because the show complained with Dara had to disband because Tini came home quickly from the office.

“Entah, yes, Ra. I feel like sometimes it's not a priority for Mas Bayu. If he had been hanging out with his friend, must have forgotten the phone and was talking.” Asti's complaint was heard by Tini.

Tini who was in the room, immediately got up and stood in the doorway.

“Heh, Asti! Do you want every hour, every moment awaited continues the same Bayu? Is that courting or keeping candles? Dapet's a good boyfriend, but there's something to complain about. Later dapet type Gatot satan kayak, you may be confused to complain from where.” Tini came in and closed the door to her room.

Asti and Dara were silent on the terrace. Since then Asti has not dared to complain about anything else.

Mak Robin and Tini are the boarding beings left from noon to evening that day. Sejah who was contacted to participate in the afternoon snacking event, apparently could not attend. Sejah the family went to attend the wedding of his mother's cousin Bara.

Every time he came out of the room, Tini always met with a view of Mak Robin. They throw bored looks at each other.

“I want to sit outside. Now you're the one who comes in. Bored of the times I've seen you all day,” said Mak Robin.

“Yes, podo. Me too's. Me either. Yeah, had. I'm going in first. In half an hour, you go in, I go out. So we are not bored if we have to meet later in the afternoon.” Tini went back in and closed the door to her room.

The awaited afternoon finally arrived. Asti arrived at the boarding house at four o'clock in the afternoon with two parcels in his hands. After ten minutes, Boy appeared with Dara carrying a paper bag that could be sure to contain SEEMPUK toast A STACK. Boy's donation is not far from the bread. The occupants of the first floor had almost suffered from bread'an because Boy did not look at the time to give his bread.

Want the morning afternoon or evening, Boy's hand is always the bread product. Reason Boy said he had to maximize the use of his merchandise.

“Sini—sini bring here all the food in the hands of kelen. Look at the same Tini half-day was not full,” cried Mak Robin from the plastic chair of his throne.

Boy and Asti pull up a chair facing Mak Robin's bedroom window. Tini's been sitting down since. Her hair was wet and straight.

“I sit where?” dara asked, standing looking at the seats that had been occupied. Two empty chairs were piled up near Tini's window.

“Sit where, huh? Let's go find. Could mess up your life if you don't meet kursi.” Tini answered Dara's question with a very serious face.

Dara pouted, but then went to pick up a chair by Tini's window. The girl held onto her chair and was still standing thinking where she would put the chair.

“I put where this is?” ask Dara again.

“In the middle of the page there is wider. The view is better. Relay of various drowns (angle/angle). That's my suggestion,” replied Tini again.

To Be Continued

Like this chapter I pray for abundant health and happiness. Long life and enough of everything.

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