CONFESSION STONED
123. Comfort Compliment

Bara precedes Heru's steps towards the family room. Half whispered he said, “There Mas Heru..” on Colonized. His hand took a small chair cushion and clenched it into his wife's embrace. Sealed does not move from the bed. Just looked up and held the hand of Bara who was caressing her cheek.

“Dijah is still like this. Maklumi ya Mbak..” said Bara on Fifi who came closer.

“Ya can do it by sleeping. I do that too. Hopefully Succeeded not long and not severe nausea vomit. His weight can be hard to climb later.” Fifi stood by the sofa. Heru who was still researching the beam in his hand then raised his face.

“Eh, there are his friends Colored as it turns out. How are you?” ask Heru kindly. Asti, Mak Robin and Boy nodded smiling at Heru. While Tini pretended to diligently watch the television broadcast of National Geographic Channel Indonesia entitled Eight Types of Ancient Greek War Helmets: Kegel, Corinth to Pilos.

Boy patted Tini's shoulder to turn around and looked at the newly arrived guest. Then with the face made as serious as possible, Tini turned towards the sofa.

“Oh my goodness, there is Mas Heru. I'm going to watch that again. Understand...” said Tini glanced at the television at a glance gracefully.

Bara sneered at the spectacle of Tini. “Reason..” whispered Bara. “So which helmet to use?” ask Bara who can't help her smile. Sejah could not help but laugh at the thought of Tini wearing a Greek war helmet in the face of Fifi.

“Where is Mas?” tanya Tini is friendly.

“Almost, there need ama Bara. This is my wife. Fifi—” Heru embraces his wife. Fifi reached out to shake the occupants of the boarding house one by one starting from Tini. Heru and his wife were still standing behind the sofa. The residents of the boarding house stood for a moment to welcome the introduction. While Bara unceasingly swept over the head of the Sejah while sitting on the handle of the sofa.

“Beauty once Mbak Fifi,” said Tini still looked at Fifi who laughed small receiving praise Tini.

“Mbak Tini is also beautiful,” replied Fifi drew a sincere smile.

“Yang yesterday had an interview, right?” ask Heru to Tini.

“Oh, —”udah,<TAG1> sahut Tini. Then his gaze looked back at the television then nodded while muttering, “Wah... The war helmet is of eight types apparently. If you do not watch this, it will not know.”

Everyone in the room looked at the television for hearing Tini's words. The woman whose historical knowledge is limited to the date of the country's independence and the creator of the national anthem is showing her quality of attention to the news editor and editor-in-chief of news portals.

Asti and Boy became a little stunned by Tini's self-mastery which they considered very good. While Mak Robin looked at Tini and was counting in his heart to how long his friend could act as a smart person.

“Nak Bara, lunch is done. Want to eat now?” tanya Mbok Jum who just approached.

“In the meantime we'll all go to the dining room. Mbok eat only first,” Bara replied.

“So how do you think?” Heru looked back at Tini. “Attracted—”

“Someone needs Mbok to help?” tini asked Mbok Jum to interrupt Heru's question.

“Udah finished all,” replied Mbok Jum turned to Tini.

“His dishwashing?” tanya Tini stepped closer to Mbok Jum.

“Not yet, still clean.” Mbok Jum stepped back into the kitchen.

“Cuisine ingredients you want to mix? Let me help,” said Tini stepped into the kitchen.

“Udah no, done all.” Mbok Jum looked astonished at Tini.

“Help to acquire building materials I can too. Want to add how many floors of this house, let me work now.” Tini sneered into the kitchen leaving everyone in the living room.

Sejah who had been holding a chair pillow, now covered his face with the pillow because he tried to hold back laughter. While the other three boarding house residents only looked at each other to see Tini disappear into the kitchen.

Bara pinched slowly on the cheek of the Sejah who was trying to concentrate on Heru and his wife.

Heru walked towards the television and placed the map on the table next to him. Under the gaze of the entire boarding house, Heru again stood next to his wife.

“Apaan,” murmur Fifi clenched her mouth while directing the pinch to her husband's stomach. Heru laughed and caught his wife's hand in time.

“We go first yes Ra, Sejah..” say Fifi. “Initial yes Mbak—Mas..” connect Fifi again nod at Asti, Mak Robin and Boy.

“I anter them first yes,” said Bara on Sejah. He then got up and walked to Fifi who was in front. There was a glimpse of Bara asking Fifi about food that should not be consumed by the Sejah.

A blink of an eye later, Tini had slipped and arrived back near the sofa.

“Udah home?” tanya Tini looked at Dijah.

“Udah. Haven't you cheated? Beautiful right?” tanya Sejah was heartless to her friend.

“Iya. Well-favoured. But I'm also beautiful she said.” Tini sneered arrogantly.

“It amuses you aja Tini... Those pleasantries. It's so nice of you. Direct lantam (boast) you are said to be beautiful!” sergeant Mak Robin is upset.

"I'm wis ampeg dhisik but dudu asma. (I'm claustrophobic but not asthmatic)” Tini face down hugging the back of the sofa facing the Sejah.

"Ojo ampeg sek, about zinc interview your crew Kerjo iseh bachelor. (Don't shorten your breath now. That's what your interview work is still single)” Heru again appeared in the living room with a pen in his hand. He went to the desk next to the television and put a signature on one of the files he had placed earlier. Heru then looked at Tini.

“Iseh bachelor Tin... (Still single Tin...)” said Sejah again giggled. Tini just stared at Heru who then waltzed away with his leisure.

The cos-boss residents had been sitting around the dining table with Bara in the main seat of the family head. Sejah sat leaning to the right of her husband staring at a mouthful of rice on an unappetizing plate. Bara was busy feeding the fried chicken on Dul's plate to make it easier for the boy to eat.

“Her mother ate too..” reprimand Bara saw the Sejah who had not touched her rice. “You use what?” ask the wife.

“Little time Yes Mas..” whine Colored touching spoon. “I drink tea,” again. Sejah immersed his rice into the soup that had been deliberately requested. He uses the abundant broth media to make it easier to swallow.

“Slowly slow down. Fill dikiiit. Yes?” bujuk Bara's. “Kasian his son in dalem,” murmured Bara brought the dishes closer.

Tini glanced at Dijah who was being persuaded by her handsome husband to eat. He was lucky he thought. In an instant his friend had a complete family. Now Sejah can already complain because not feeling well. Could whine. Even though a few months ago, he still asked her to give makeup to cover bruises on the face in order to stay in work.

As Tini was observing him, Bara raised his gaze. “Eat Tini... Don't be looked at. Can rarely be collected kayak gini.” Bara pointed at the side dishes in front of him. “That god broke your heart because your soul mate is now being prepared.” Bara raised his eyebrows and smiled witfully at Tini.

“Do not-don't my soul mate is not born,” muttered Tini took a rice barrel and started filling his plate.

“Eat Mas Boy... This side dish is all good. Last time a nice meal dinner time buffet reporters ‘kan?” Asti chuckles at the thought of an embarrassing dinner during their vacation.

“Iya. All because we follow the invitation to mislead the Tini.” Boy stuffed rice into his mouth.

"But it is the beach there steady times. The air's clear not like chocolate milk." Mak Robin spoke while feeding her son.

“Such a rare holiday. From yesterday the story continues. Later until the next two years as it will continue to be discussed,” said Tini melengos staring at Asti.

The To Be Continued.....

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