TINI SUKETI
47. Tini's Concern

Tini saved her phone and went back to see the note she had been doodling with Wibi. “Duh, I did dadi mumet dewe to meh nggenahke iki. I don't think blas. Hawane kudu nesu wae, opo kuwi the Boy? Ra sah serik, my problem wis dudu ngono'an meneh kethok'e. (Oh, I'm mumbling this myself. Not concentrated. Bawangkan lamah. Is that Boy? Don't baper—don't baper. My problem isn't a baper anymore, I guess.)" Tini piled her chin on the table.

Tini's mind is spinning around looking for customer names that will most likely be able to be prospected and generate incentives to add to Evi's graduation costs.

"Meh nesu-nesu ngopo? Ramang mumet, miko tak woco dewe. Nek Mbak Tini is not healthy, not anterke mulih. (Why are you angry? Don't mumble, I'll read it myself. If Mbak Tini is not healthy, let me anter home.)” Wibi put down the round bowl and sat back in front of Tini.

Tini immediately straightened her seat and tidied her hair. His voice looks unhealthy. Actually when telling Evi about seeing savings, the money he saved was run aground. Only for his daily needs.

His eyes looked at Wibi with a somber look. Just then, he suddenly wanted to quickly return to the boarding house. He wants to see a customer name that can be expected soon tomorrow.

Since long ago, being as fun as he was outside with his friends, his mind will still be difficult to concentrate if there is news from one of his sisters.

"Nek gek kesel, ngaso sek, urip kuwi mestine kudu ngaso,but yo ojo suwe-suwe,mengko ndak kinan, mergo wektu kuwi tetep mlaku. (If you are tired, rest first. Life can rest, but not for long. We will miss a lot. Because time stays way.)” Wibi said that while thrusting a bowl of wedang round in front of Tini.

“It wasn't that earlier who ordered this drink Mas Wibi?” tini asked, looking at the bowl that was in front of her.

“I pesenin for Mbak Tini, let the cough heal quickly,” replied Wibi.

“Makasi if that is so. I try it first, yes.” Tini grabbed a spoon and looked down to enjoy the menu ordered by Wibi. The drink was delicious. Moreover, it was the menu that Wibi chose for her. Although his throat seemed to be burning, Tini enjoyed it slowly. Although he will not be who Wibisono is, at least he returned to meet good people.

“Mbak Tini stay here same who?” ask Wibi.

“I'm here snekos. I used to be a neighbor next door with his wife Bara. Colonized marriage with Bara, keep moving. I was there four years. The place is ordinary, very simple. I used to have thoughts of moving to better boarding houses. But friends there it feels more than brothers. Lately I have become more aware. Finding a good place is easy as long as there is money. Good money is hard, even though you have a lot of money. Even more money, it seems more difficult to meet sincere people. My neighbor in the chicken coop is tested. We were all compact in difficult times. If compact at a time when rich, do not know. Because no one is rich yet.” Tini laughed after saying that.

Wibi laughed. “How many brothers?” ask Wibi.

“Who?” Here asked back. Conscious of asking stupid questions, Tini immediately continued, “Oh, me, yes? There is no way Elvi Sukaesih. Hihihi ..” Tini sniggers alone.

After laughing for a moment, Tini was silent. “OK, ahem! I'm three brothers. My sister who is a woman again finished her college. The other one is struggling to get into a state university. Youngest boy, I'm the firstborn. What about Wibi?” Here asked back. He felt a bit uneasy that the topic of the afternoon conversation revolved around him alone.

“I'm two brothers. My sister is a girl and I am the youngest child. Mbak Tini must have known part of our story at Bara's house,” replied Wibi. “My parents are still complete. Her parents are Tini?” Wibi asked the question again.

“My mom died when I was in school. I raised my sisters alone. Our father has not remarried until now,” said Tini.

“Faithful man loves his wife. Maybe he has not found the right replacement to replace Mbak Tini's mother,” said Wibisono in a melancholy voice. His gaze slightly glared towards the round bowl.

Seeing that, Tini's mind immediately flew to remember his father. It was the kind of loyalty his father had. Then he imagined his father coupled with Puput II in the pelaminan. Tini shakes. Worried that Wibisono saw what he was imagining at the time.

“OK. In outline and overall that Mbak Tini explained earlier, I already understand. I read again tonight. Tomorrow I will make the decision. How?” ask Wibisono.

Tini nodded.

“I anter now? Or Mbak Tini want to stop by where first?” ask Wibi.

Tini shakes. “No, Mas. I went straight to kos-kosan aja.” Hearing Evi's request earlier, made the fatigue in her body multiply. Usually if there is something that gets his mind, he can sit in front of the room while drinking a cup of tea and smoking a cigarette.

On the way back to the boarding house, Tini was more silent. He responded to Wibi's words at all times.

“This is it, yes?” Wibi slightly lowered her head looking at the small alley as Tini asked to stop.

“Iya, Mas. I go first, yeah. Tomorrow if there is any change or decision, let me know.” Tini opened the car door.

“Mbak Tin—“

“Ya?” Tini immediately turned to look at Wibi. The man seemed to be a little surprised as it instantly rewinded his body. “What's up?” ask Tini.

“I can call Tini? It seems more comfortable to call it a name. Can, right?” wibi asked with a smile.

“I thought I didn't know what to do. Want sun cheeks right-left or at least salim kiss hands.” Tini took a long breath. “Gayu, Tiiiin .... Tin! That's Evi's thinking first,” said Tini. He talked alone all the way down the alley.

From a distance, there was music coming from the speakers. Boy is having a solo concert in the courtyard. Surely the man was comforting Mak Robin, Asti and Dara who were now close to him.

“What's Mother looking for? Enter here Mother .... Just don't pay, Mother ...” Boy called Tini with his mic.

Tini glared straight towards the door of her room. His first goal was to see a list of big customers he would prospect for tomorrow.

“Tini! Come, sing!” take Boy, put a mic in front of his room.

“Wait,” says, open the door of his room and dump the bag on the bed.

Tini opened her dresser drawer and issued a large customer list agenda that is very potential for prospecting.

“No longer possible Jono. He's gonna want to. But I'm not good. Good people are not to be used, Tin ...,” tini murmur, flipping through his agenda. Then his eyes found the names of two entrepreneurs who felt potentially. “OK, tomorrow all day I'm after them.” Tini closed the agenda with an optimistic face.

While grasping the agenda and walking to the front door to see Boy on the opposite porch, Tini again felt his phone vibrate.

It's written on the screen, Mas Wibi.

“Tin, tomorrow afternoon we meet again, yes. I have a decision. Tomorrow help me make the calculations. Can, right?” ask Wibi from the phone.

“Mas, I can't tomorrow. I have a need for urjen (urgent/important). The day after tomorrow or when not tomorrow. Or with Agus. How?” ask Tini.

“I wait to hear from you just usually when,” says Wibi across.

Tini hung up the phone with a lethargic face. He stepped out of the room and threw his body in the plastic chair in front of the window. “Boy! Mic!" shout Tini.

“Mic? Okay, Mother .... Please pass this mic to Mother who is moody on the other side. The song can be directly mentioned Mother ..” Boy talks to the mic while looking through Yutub's channel to pick out karaoke songs.

Dara puts the mic on Tini and the girl sits next to Boy on the opposite porch.

“OK, please the operator puter Sengsara Mansyur S,” pinta Tini. Music also began to play. “This song is for the couple across. Pakle Boy and Bule Dara. Hope it's a spit. Dalem's pants don't taper. Pakle Boy don't use any more apple brands. Bule Dara has been able to release his crocodile,” said Tini from across.

Boy takes a sandal and throws it at Tini. Mak Robin and Asti laughed out loud and Tini who managed to dodge continued her singing.

Passion I'm Passionate

Oh Because of Him

Be miserable..Be miserable..

Passion In Love

Apparently It's Usual

You're On The Show

Lying..Lying..

Lying In Love

To Be Continued

Don't forget the ebo-ebooooo