TINI SUKETI
58. Tini's Concern

All the faces of the residents of the boarding house that was somber because of the increase in room rental costs, became more serious with the arrival of Wibisono to the place.

“You take another seat,” pinta Tini, pull the chair that Dara had wanted to occupy.

“Where have you been all day?” wibi asked as she tucked her body in the plastic chair on Tini's right side. “I have a phone and send you a message,” added Wibi, pointing her phone at Tini.

“Oh, no, yes?” Tini hurriedly reached into the bag that was still on her lap. With a slightly unpleasant feeling, Tini opened the phone that had forgotten he turned it back on to sound mode.

Tini scrolled her phone screen and saw some incoming calls. There are from Wibisono, Agus also Jono. The man had indeed for some time ignored Tini's call.

“Oh, yes. There's a sign from Mas Wibi. Yeah, had. As an apology for not disappointing, I'm bales now.” Tini then typed something on her phone.

Shortly thereafter Wibisono's phone rang. Tini's message arrived immediately and Wibisono laughed. Even so, the man still opened his phone to see Tini's reply.

‘Sorry, Mas …. Today I'm too ordinary for someone special.’

Tini's face is normal. But Wibi was seen concluding a faint smile on her lips.

“You came to the office yesterday?” ask Wibi curiously. Given Tini who was sad because she was harassed by one of her customers yesterday, she became curious about what happened that day.

“Oh, so. Good offer. I felt the durian dapet collapse,” Tini said as she circulated her gaze to everyone sitting on the terrace.

“What's up, Ma'am?” asti asked, advancing his seat.

“I was offered entry to the company's marketing team. His name is Gambar Cahaya Mas. Earlier in the office I read on the internet if the company had one of the businessmen from Kalimantan who had served as minister. Mr. Hartono. Ever been horrified, right?” Tini patted Wibisono on the knee as her gaze stopped on the man. His hand stayed for a moment on the man's knee.

Wibisono nodded immediately.

“Continue, Tin? Long story long,” snatch Boy.

“Not sure you are. Mbok, yes, understand the situation.” Tini clenched her teeth looking at Boy. “So I met the director. Plus meet a kid who has. The former minister's son. He is also the owner of the shares. He even said, if I go into their marketing team, he will sign the police for his wife and four children. Imagine ...” Tini again circulated her gaze towards everyone. Then again he looked at Wibi on his right side and touched the man's knee.

Tini's gaze dwelled for a while on Wibisono's face which seemed to be fun just enjoying the story and the subtle touch of Tini.

“Clear, Mbak?” ask Dara who's sitting behind Boy.

Tini snorted and let out a short sigh. “You two are sitting down why is that kayak? I've been riding aja motorbike,” tini's tirade. For a moment he forgot that Wibisono was sitting next to him. “Not sensitive,” add Tini again.

“Udah, fast! I'm curious!” suddenly Mak Robin.

“Continue, yes, so. I'm afraid to accept it or not.” Tini looked at Mak Robin, then looked back at Wibi. “I'm upset, Mas.” Tini again touched Wibisono's knee.

“Why upset? Follow what your heart says. It's a big company anyway. They do not open job openings all the time. Direct job offers from company officials are rare, Tin.” Wibi made a sincere look at Tini.

Asti was still willing to open his mouth, but Tini immediately cut. “I keep in first,” says Tini. Asti then leaned back.

“I do not feel good with Mr. Agus,” said Tini, looking down lethargic. “I learned a lot from him. Mr. Agus gave me a lot of input about marketing science and product selling techniques. Persuade potential buyers and master the product quickly. I am a little worried about leaving Mr. Agus,” said Tini. This time his speech without action touched Wibisono's knee.

Hearing that, Wibisono was suddenly more serious. The man rested his back on the plastic chair. He seemed excited to hear Tini's story.

“What's Agus why?” asked Wibisono, looking at Tini.

“Iya. Why Mr Agus?” tanya Boy also looked at Tini.

“I was confused too. Why did it look like Agus? You like to leave your child* shopping to kede*,” serge Mak Robin.

(pigi*\= go , kede**\= shop, shop)

“Yes, tuh, Ma'am. Why Mr Agus?” Asti follow chiming.

“Cute a word of heart. You lean to where you want to go,” said Wibisono.

“If you follow my heart, I lean to follow Mas Wibi aja, anyway,” said Tini giggled while closing his mouth.

All the hostesses narrowed her eyes looking at Tini.

“Ganda—aku kidding. You all don't look at me like I want a nail in my head,” Tini chuckled.

“Ya, you just talk to Pak Agus what is the difficulty? Just yesterday you complained—“ Boy was silent. He was almost confused about Tini who complained about Evi's tuition fee.

“But there are other problems,” Tini added.

“What?!” ask everyone almost simultaneously. Including Wibisono. Tini laughed because she saw the man was just as curious.

“I'm worried about a kid who has a company. Who promised to buy the policy .. like the person serem. So stiff. There are no bases. I hear he will be training a new marketing team,” explained Tini.

“Dengaren*you're afraid of people,” Mak Robin said.

(Listen*\= tumben)

“Aw aja challenge. No one can't. There is either want or not. That's it,” said Wibi looked at Tini.

“I don't care about my education either. I'm finishing High School. Want to go to college again Uda aging and males. Bayangin learned to hold a book and dreadin lecturer, I creeped.” Tini shudder.

“Udah steady it's over SMA. Many successful people do not finish college. But because his brain is smart to do business, so he can be rich.” Mak Robin is encouraging. “The important SMA was also lived rightly,” added Mak Robin again.

“Well, that's the problem too. High School is not really like it either. In school there was a book bazaar, and I bought textbooks and novels. I was tempted to buy a book ‘Trik-Trik Sulap’.” Tini let out a short breath.

“But I'm worried, Mas ..” whine Tini, holding Wibi's knee.

Mak Robin grunts. “That's it, come in my room. Than rose skinny high blood sit here.” Robin got up from her chair.

Tini didn't bother with that. He still pinched his lips while shaking Wibisono's knee with his pot.

“Come, Dara! Children enter the room. You go to college tomorrow, right?” pinta Boy also stood up from his chair.

“Where are you going, Boy?” Tini looked up at Boy.

“I want to write a song list. Tomorrow there is a concert call dangdut Pantura,” replied Boy origin. “Mas Wibi, please continue. Maklumi if the night of the chat later will be more awkward.” Boy nodded at Wibi who immediately returned the nod.

Tini just sneered at the sight of all the residents of the boarding house one by one from near them.

Nine o'clock at night and Tini was alone with Wibisono sitting on a dark boarding terrace. No one wants to turn on the porch lights because the issue of increasing rental prices also increases their economic life in cutting electricity token expenditure.

To Be Continued

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