TINI SUKETI
92. Entertaining Guests

After lunch, Evi swept and mopped the entire house as clean as she could. The front door was opened wide, but the view of the terrace was still blocked with tea-tea plants.

“In front of that hill what, Vi?” ask Wibi while sitting in the guest chair facing out. He pointed to the hill that poked behind the neighboring house facing the family home of Pak Joko.

“Oh, the hill visible from here it is, yes?” Evi stopped in the doorway staring out.

Wibisono.

“That hill that separates this dead-end alley and the dead-end alley next door, Mas. Most visible from here and the location is getting sloping to the front of the highway. Owner same. It was sold but no one was able to buy it. Because the owner does not want to sell a little. He wants everyone to get to the back of the shophouse. Well, the shophouse is also the same owner. But no one has bought or rented that shophouse. Well, how do you want to sell. The economy is still the same all.” Evi did a short tour for a moment on her future sister-in-law. Wibisono listened to that while nodding.

Tini came out of the room in her national dress. Daster batik along the calf with a package of dirty clothes that he wants to soak first in the bathroom.

“Laundry, so much it.” Evi approaches Tini and takes the parcel from her brother's hand. “This section has Dayat clothes as well. Where's dia? Let's plaited. Aja aja aja new diomeli dikit same Mr. immediately sulks. It's wrong of him, too. Playing Puput but detachin. Good thing Puput tau home alone,” Evi's nag.

“Payat does not latch. Indeed want to play meet him, show off just coming home for a walk. He went to bring the package with a smile. Definitely to his girlfriend's house with souvenirs,” Tini said.

“Yes, I'm laundry already. You are Mas Wibi. You say where you want to go. If here most sleep in the living room the same Dayat. Or she went to the city search hotel.” Evi pointed at Wibisono with her chin. The man was still looking out of the house through the open door.

“This is me talking. You relax just don't bring so much,” order Tini.

“How not to bawel. We haven't had a guy guest in years,” whispered Evi.

“Yes, you find a guy. Bring it home to know the Father.” Tini sneers.

“Alah. I'll just go later. Later if dating a lot of prohibitions. I still have a lot of plans. You first, Ma'am. I'm curious about your son. Whether your child will inherit our knowledge or not.” Evi giggles as she leaves Tini.

Tini approached Wibisono who had not changed clothes. The man's face looked tired and sleepy. But there were no beds there other than their bunk beds in the room and the large bed belonging to their parents that Dayat occupied in the front room. While their father slept on the floor using a thin mattress near Dayat.

“Mas tired, right? Shower first. I'm confused about nawarin nginep here or not. If you go to a hotel, you have to leave now. Pretty far from here. If you stay here, there is no room. At most Mas sleep in the living room here using a folding mattress. I went awry,” said Tini.

Expelling Wibisono to quickly leave for the hotel to rest, Tini also could not bear. After all, to be honest he was also still willing to linger near the man. But keeping him there long enough, he couldn't offer anything that was appropriate for Wibisono. Especially when in Surabaya Wibisono gives them a very good hotel room to live in.

“I'm doing nothing here, Tin. It's only two nights, right? Where are you going tomorrow? Let me go,” said Wibisono, concentrating his two elbows on his knees and looking at Tini on his right side.

“I want to go to mom's grave. I haven't been there in a long time. But a little far, Mas.”

“Well, if so. There's a car. Tomorrow we're together. Evi and Dayat if you want to join can all,” said Wibisono.

“Bapak would also come if tomorrow to mother's grave,” exclaimed Mr. Joko who just appeared from behind.

“Besok memenin Mr to the city can also not? I'm going to the bank. Temenin, yes, Tin?” asked Mr. Joko to look at the face of his eldest daughter.

Tini looked towards Wibisono. Waiting for the answer to what the man gave. You see, their status is still hitchhiking on people who do not yet have a bond with their families.

“Kok, how can I see that? Yes, come.” Wibisono laughed looking at Tini who then nodded at his father.

“Tomorrow early in the morning, yes. Nak Wibi nginep here is also okay if you like. The inn is far from here. But if you want to go to the inn is also okay,” said Mr. Joko.

“Here, Sir. Matur nuwun,” said Wibisono nodded quickly. Beres thought it. Since then he knew that Tini and his sisters were worried about where he would sleep. The two sisters were too busy visiting him. He was not even allowed to stand up to wash his hands in the bathroom. He wanted them to treat him as thoroughly as possible. Not like a stranger.

“So it's okay to sleep on the floor?” ask Tini again.

“Nothing. What else do I have to convince you to wear?” asked Wibisono while smiling knot.

Tini was wrong to hear that. Want to lean his body towards Wibisono, but remember his father who just entered the room.

“I want to take a shower first. I'm gonna lay it down for a second. Can?” wibi asked, leaning forward and grabbing Tini's hand. He held Tini's hand with both hands. “Taste you good,” Wibisono said later.

Wibisono managed to make Tini's eyes move like a Balinese dancer. Seeing Wibisono for a second, then glanced at his father's bedroom door. Looking at the living room door that was wide open, then glanced at the back door. Tini's eyeballs to ache in order to secure the situation. Although only holding hands, Tini felt very awkward if it was seen by his father.

“Mandi now, Mas. I'll just fall in my room first. Me and Evi want to clean up the fish. I bought sea fish on the weekend. He said make a special guest. I haven't eaten chicken in six years. Trauma,” whispered Tini chuckling.

Wibi laughed, although a little confused. He then shifted his backpack near his feet. Take a few moments to pull out the towel and pull out the change of clothes.

Tini turned to the backpack that Wibisono was stirring. While wetting her lips, Tini hopes to catch a glimpse of the clothes that Wibi will take out. In his head was already dancing about what Wibi would bring to the bathroom. And his blood instantly rippled as his eyes caught sight of the rubber waistline of underwear bearing the words Calvin Kelen. Good thing it wasn't Crocodile, Tini thought. You see, he was already cool to see the ranks of Crocodile owned by Boy in the clothesline kos-kosan.

“Where's the bathroom?” tanya Wibisono got up from the chair.

“At the back, want me temenin?” Tini offered to take Wibisono to the bathroom located in the corner of the kitchen.

“Always can shower be cemented?” goda Wibisono, nudging Tini's shoulder while walking sideways to the kitchen.

“Jeez, Mas. Mas need not hesitate with my answer,” replied Tini.

Wibisono chuckled and put his arm around Tini's neck. He gently clamped Tini's head under his armpits.

To Be Continued