TINI SUKETI
57. Complaining Day

“Oke .. then we wait for an answer from Mbak Tini,” said Mr. Wimar.

Tini just opened her mouth to answer the words of Mr. Wimar, but someone has interrupted.

“Actually I was a little surprised by the two days requested. With a group of companies of this size, Mbak Suketi still needs to consider. It means that it is not too keen to assess the opportunity. But, it’s okay. I consider it the human right to make a choice and argue,” Dean, shrugging his shoulders while chopping his lips.

“I think two days is still okay. We can still wait for Tini. There is a new project that Mbak Tini must directly work on.” Mr. Wimar smiled as he nodded towards Tini.

Tini opened her mouth again.

“Later for the new Marketing Communication team please have the names forwarded to me, yes, sir. I would like to add additional tasks to the new marketing system. My training is holding. The next week, I have an empty schedule. No case in the office has yet required me to go to court. There are many clients who take care of licensing and acquisition,” explained Dean.

“Bby, De—by. I am very happy if Dean wants to hold the time of the new Mar-Comm team trainee.” Mr. Wimar laughed happily.

“Oke, if so I also want to go back to the office. Next month's annual shareholder meeting, right? I am sure Mr. Wimar will be re-elected,” Dean said.

“Sorry, yes, De …. You have bothered coming here today. Because one shareholder must be present at the program discussion meeting. I feel there is less if one shareholder is not present. How are you?” ask Mr. Wimar.

Dean stood up from his chair, followed by Mr. Wimar and Tini who were still listening to the conversation in front of him.

“Mbak Anggi good. Still in Holland. I think it feels right there. Mama said it's called the risk of having a daughter. She will be taken far away from her husband. That's why I also have to be prepared.” Dean laughs.

Mr. Wimar laughed. His footsteps accompanied Dean who was heading towards the door.

“I'm sorry too, sir. I'm going to my office first. Thanks for the offer, sir. I'll definitely call you two days at most.” Tini extended her hand to Mr. Wimar, then to Dean.

“Do not leave now. We're still meeting in the elevator, because I'm going downstairs. If you shake hands now, you can't lift one with me.” Dean stepped out of Mr. Wimar's room.

“Good, Sir.” Tini followed what the shareholder said to save her energy.

The awkwardness hit Tini again. But this time the cause is not because of the problem of a man's crush. He was in the elevator alone with the man who owned the shares called Mr. Dean. The entire elevator was filled with the scent of a man's perfume in front of him. He stood one step behind Dean and had to look up if he wanted to see the man's head.

“Ehem, Sister Suketi to here ride what?” asked Dean without looking. His gaze remained fixed on the elevator door that was still tightly closed in front of him.

“Oject rail, Sir.” Tini answered and her gaze could only see the back of the man's arm in front of her. The answer was also as flat as the tone of the man's voice. Though if only who asked that other serious human like Bara, Tini can still joke by answering, ‘naik delman special I sat in advance’ to melt the atmosphere. But the man in front of him was too stiff and serious.

“Which area is home?” ask Dean again. “Oh, yes. I'm just nanya. No intention to offer a ride,” Dean added.

Tini almost cursed when she heard those words. “My house is in the South area, sir. The street next to Potas Mall. I stay in kos-kosan,” replied Tini.

“Oh, in kos-kosan,” said Dean still with a flat tone.

“Iya, Sir. The costs that the door was lifted first can only be tight. Fortunately, there is no need to use a meeting moderator.”

“Ohhh ..” Dean just slightly nodded in understanding.

Intentions want to melt the atmosphere. But it turns out that Tini's trivial jokes don't apply to Dean.

“You like the world of marketing?” ask Dean. The elevator door opened and he stepped out.

Tini who felt their conversation was not finished, joined Dean's footsteps in a little hurry. One Dean's footstep is worth Tini's three.

“I didn't like it at first. But it turns out I have pent-up talent,” said Tini proud of him. “That is my current boss,” Tini added again.

“Bos here is not necessarily talking about it. That's why you have to prove it. What are your goals?” ask Dean.

All-all asked, thought Tini.

“My ideals are the same as my Father. Director of Pertamina,” replied Tini of origin. Because he never had any goals. Previously she only aspired to be the wife of Coki the Cow Mantri.

“Oh, Director of Pertamina? Your father is Director of Pertamina?” Dean exited the building and stood on the terrace.

“Not, Sir. Just like me. Just an aspiration. Both wanted to be the Director of Pertamina,” replied Tini kalem.

Dean took a deep breath and turned to Tini. With his jaw held together, he replied, “Creative Friday. I wait two more days. Hope your talent is useful.” Dean immediately circled the black Range Rover car that had just been brought to the front of the terrace by a valet parking attendant.

“All-all queriedin—all-all queried. Why aren't my children planted where asked. Handsome, but the aura is like the aura of magrib.” Tini grumbled leaving the terrace of the building towards the side of the road.

That day Tini passed the rest of her working hours with a lot of daydreaming, full of anxiety. He wanted to take up Mr. Wimar's challenge, but he was confused how to tell Agus. There was an unbearable feeling of being tucked away to leave the man.

Apparently, Tini's concerns led to his spirit to find out about Wibisono. Usually once every ten minutes, Tini hoped Wibisono would contact her.

Tini went home to the chicken coop with her shoulders down and steps down. This time the cause is not because of men, nor because there are no prospective customers. Only her fear was choosing a job.

“Kok, is that your face?” asked Mak Robin who Tini first met in front of her room.

“Why is my face?” Here asked back. “Your face why? Tangled too. If it is because of age, it is not possible to shrink it.” Tini laughed as she directly pulled the empty chair and sat back to the courtyard. He took a long breath again.

Asti and Boy came flocking from the opposite room, also directly pulling the plastic chair.

“Why you guys?” tanya Tini, looking at the look of Asti and Boy who are also equally tangled.

“Nyai want to go up in room rental price,” Asti said. “Padahal see for yourself how. Everything on broken, but the balloons are fixed.”

“Yes, the key bathroom door is broken, it is constantly dismantled not replaced the new one. So that hole, just dumped2 crackle items. Every time I mpup feels persecuted,” annoyed Boy.

“Mana price goes up many times. My head was made. I guess, all this time I've been a locker, I got a discount. Not exactly apparently. Insolent,” umpat Mak Robin.

“That's a punishment for a person who does nothing always hoping for a reward. Rasain you,” said Tini giggled.

“Shut up you!” maki Mak Robin on Tini.

“That gas stove is also broken. Where the regulator must be overwritten,” added Asti with an annoyed face.

“Do not forget the water pump!” dara suddenly appeared from the room. “The water pump is like a fish. Should be fished new flame,” he continued later.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Life is hard, yes. Now my race, really, is a bit heavy. In the past ... when there was still my mother, as difficult as anything, everything was so easy.” Tini stared at the window of Mak Robin's room.

“Bener, Mbak.” Asti who also had no mother nodded in agreement.

“When I work do not want to be rich which is really how. I just want to make my neighbor literate. What used to be trivial, seeing my fate changed. Do I need to open my neighbor's eyes using a crowbar?” Tini then laughed out loud.

Everything's shaking. “Do not, Mbak.” Asti quickly patted Tini on the shoulder.

Without them noticing a man from earlier was waving from the direction of the fence. Since no one was bullying, the man stepped into the courtyard. The man immediately approached the back of Tini's chair.

“Excuse me, Dik .. want to ask.” The man patted Tini on the shoulder.

Tini looked back at once. Wibi stood up and smiled faintly looking at him. It turned out that Wibi's meeting with the chicken coop residents also increased the man's sense of humor.

“Eh, Mom! Mas, country man, well?” Tini asked Wibi to respond to the man's joke.

All the residents of the boarding house were silent waiting for what Wibisono would say.

“What's the reason?” Wibi was a little confused, but smiled.

“Normally the one who calls ‘Dik’ is a country man, Mas.” Tini laughed softly as she closed her mouth.

All the residents of the boarding house who saw it, immediately threw away face away.

To Be Continued

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