CONFESSION STONED
138. Suketi

Tini dragged her step into the boarding yard with a lunglai. His body felt crumpled and his legs ache like he had been invited to a marathon. He glanced at the tiny little leather watch that wrapped around his hand. At 10 p.m. Not expecting that she is now part of the career women who used to be admired.

“New home you?” asked Mak Robin who happened to come out of the room to throw away half a glass of sweet tea that had been dipped in two flies.

“Hmmm—it used to be this hour I just got out. If you just go home.” Tini limped pulled the plastic chair and threw herself. He took off his shoes and began massaging the soles of his feet. “What is it to throw away?” He realized Mak Robin had spilled something into the yard.

“Teh sweet. There are two fly tails. I forgot to close for a moment. Direct bellat.”

“Sayang Mak, why not just be gulped as flies all?” tanya Tini lifted her leg and lashed her calf slowly.

“You are the one who nelan.” Mak Robin slammed her body next to Tini. “You stink Tin feet! Pigi wash first there. Acid smell!” Mak Robin frowned shutting her nose.

“This is the real reality Mak. My feet all day wear shoes so smelling asem is natural. Which is not natural if it is the aroma of chicken curry.” Tini leaned her body against the back of the plastic chair. “Capek Mak! Find money want the real ama that is not really the same tired.”

“Kalo equally tired, right bagos that betol-betol just you work. Don't be the man you think,” said Mak Robin put the glass that he had been holding to the edge of the wall.

“The job is to be born Mak, the man is to my inner self. Although I do not have a boyfriend, the important thing is there are materials to look at aja.”

“In the office?” ask Mama Robin.

“That I saw Agus. Agus is not handsome like Heru mas, but if you look at it for a long time can be restless too. And he does have a different phone number for office and personal matters. I'd like to alesan nanya-nanya, but if the phone malem is not active. Sook selling expensive Agus that. Cook the same age Heru is not married either. Suspicious of me.”

“Maybe there's a reason,” murmured Tomb Robin.

“What? The trauma? Chosen it! Don't believe me. The trauma will go away with the right person. Look at that Sacked! In the past if tempted by men, he immediately took a stone to throw. Disgust said. Now then? Open the bottle cap should be the mas. Though it used to be able to lift gallons of water itself directly from the factory until the door of the room.”

“That's why you broke Agus' heart! Who knows if it's the same, you're tired of walking, just ask for a wheel chair.” Robin shut her mouth and laughed.

“I want to be pampered, not paralyzed.” Tini thrusts one leg at Mak Robin.

Mak Robin was still laughing as she parried Tini's legs with her feet.

“Hei! How not to sleep?” scream Boy. He just arrived by motorcycle taxi in the boarding house and walked straight to the door of Asti's room and knocked on it. “As! You sleeping? I brought bread! Get out yet.”

There were steps being dragged from inside Asti's room and the sound of keys being played. “Eh, Mas Boy! Bring bread? I happen to be laper..” Asti went out and closed the door to her room. He then followed Boy's steps towards Tini and Mak Robin.

Almost at 11 p.m., the four of them were still sitting in front of Tini's pitch-black room. Boy opened his bread packet and circulated it to the three people in front of him who were waiting with their mouths half open.

“Gak run out Mas?” asti asked after taking a piece of bread.

“Sisa two only. I intentionally did not stock much. Bread if it's as good as tomorrow hard.” Boy took a piece and then took a box that still contains.

"Bread is different from men... Man if it's too late, tomorrow it's even soft." Tini bit her bread.

"Damn! This mouth of yours!" the Mac Robin.

"Why? So kebayang must be...." Tini chuckled sneering at Mak Robin.

“So move Mak?” ask Boy again to Robin.

“So, it looks like next month. Mr. Robin wants KPR. My head's dripping,” Mak Robin.

“Nnothing KPR. Let father Robin work harder. Life is meaningless if there are no installments. If Mr. Robin modar suddenly, his house immediately paid off. You're not the one paying. It's insured!” Tini then put the bread at once into her mouth.

“Makin pande you since working at an insurance company. But the parable you make up the blood of people,” Mak Robin said.

Asti chuckles with sleepy eyes even though his mouth is still the spirit of chewing food. “Mas Boy really malem coming home?” Asti looked at Boy.

“So there are young fathers, sitting eating bread while chatting. I wait until it's over. Want to be expelled by mubazir.” Boy giggled while biting his bread.

“This.... Not always that equation brings happiness. I wish he could be straight. But his taste is still the same as mine.” Tini took a long breath. “Heh! Wake up! Eat while sleeping! When did you graduate?” Tini shook Asti's body which was like sleeping while eating.

“Ya Ma'am? Next month. My father wants to come, I am confused about where to sleep. My room is small.” Asti looked at Tini. “Did I rent a former room to be colonized for a week? Mumpung blank,” said Asti.

“Iya, yes. There aja,” sahut Mak Robin.

“Jaga your father yes As.... Your father has long been a widower. Don't take malem-malem to my room door,” said Tini.

“Halah Tini! I'm afraid you'll move next to Asti's father at midnight.” Mak Robin laughed out loud at midnight.

“WOII NOISY!!” shouted a man from the second floor room.

“Siguratin—syukurin..” taunts Tini on Mak Robin. Boy and Asti giggled to shut their mouths.

*****

That morning I was late for the office. Gossiping until late at midnight made him wake up at 7am with a wave. He used to save money by taking an angkot to the office, that morning using the services of an alley front motorcycle taxi that used to always fight with him.

“Udah nyampe Tin!” exclaimed the driver when he arrived in front of an office building consisting of three shophouse buildings on the edge of the highway.

“Makasi. Uh! Why feet? It was a good ride,” said the driver ojek.

“Relan page! It's there!” push Tini to shake her hand. He rushed towards the glass door with hobbling steps.

“Mbak Tini!” call Winda from behind the reception desk. “Kok late? Briefing is done,” said Winda.

“Waduh.... Where's Pak Agus?” tanya Tini's worried. Yesterday he was advised not to come late to the briefing that morning. But instead of being late, he was not even present at all.

“Still in the meeting room,” replied Winda.

“I went there first deposit face.” Tini was back limping.

“Eh, Ma'am Tini why?” Winda threw a worried look at Tini's feet.

“I'm a boil in the groin. Because of this I was late,” said Tini then walked to the meeting room.

“Yes geez. A whistling? A groin? Diligent still entering work,” muttered Winda grimaced.

Tini knocked on the meeting room and immediately entered when she heard Agus cleared his throat.

“Staying by ‘incip’ is very difficult. Ehem—ehem, kayak kelolot her throat.” Tini grumbled in a whisper with her mouth barely open.

Agus was sitting behind the meeting table with his laptop still on. The laptop charger is still connected to the outlet on the floor whose cable is stretched out in the middle of the room.

“Why did you come at this hour? I reminded you yesterday that this briefing is important. We are no longer waiting for customers who come. We have to pick up bola—pick up the ball. Many times I have known that. That's why I have to discipline all employees.” Agus stood around his desk to head towards Tini.

Pick up the ball, pick up the ball. Tini is tired of hearing about picking up the ball every day. Every thought about that shadow in his mind even displays the matter of picking up another ball. Tini lowered her head. He was worried even laughing when looking at Agus directly.

That day Agus looked sweet muddy with a neat shirt and ironing straight pants in line without branches. Her hair was neatly combed back. A tiny mole is located above his right lip. Tini's getting her head buried. He looked at the dusty tip of his shoes and the synthetic skin that was beginning to peel off.

“I'm sick Sir.... Hence late.” Tini spoke still with a bow.

“Yesterday was fine. This morning was immediately sick because I did not participate in the briefing.” Agus leaned against his desk staring at Tini while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Yeah his name is sick sir, yesterday the neighbors were also healthy but the morning—” Tini's word stopped. He cannot answer Agus' words if he wants to work there longer. The reason for fever is too common and easy to check. Bissulan is the mainstay reason since graduating SD until now moved big.

“What pain? You look good,” said Agus with an annoyed face while advancing closer to Tini. Agus's feet accidentally carried a cable that was still connected to his expensive laptop on the table.

“Month Sir... in selangk—” Tini speechless. “Months in the groin,” murmured Tini slowly.

“There are you,” Agus. “I don't believe.” Agus came forward and dragged his laptop to the edge of the table.

“So you want to see?” tanya Tini looked up. Agus took a step forward. “Eh—eh! Falling!” peekik Tini's.

Spontaneous Tini stepped foot to catch Agus' laptop. As he stepped, his foot tripped over the cable but his hand managed to catch the expensive object before it touched the floor.

Agus who saw Tini slipping while hugging his laptop, reflexes capture Tini's body from behind. At the same time, Winda entered the room.

“Yes, Mbak Tini and Pak Agus why?” ask the confused Winda.

“Tini fell for saving my laptop. I accidentally tripped,” replied Agus a little flutter then enforce Tini's body.

“Great Mbak Tini, whereas earlier limping his way. Ma'am Tini whispered sir.... Again sick,” said Winda. “I want to take this behind. Excuse me first,” continued Winda raised an agenda from the right table.

“Eh, Make Tin.... Sorry, if you're sick you shouldn't have to go to work. What do you need now? Say aja...” said Agus took a laptop from Tini's embrace. Agus' voice sounded softer.

“Which need?” Here asked back.

Agus nodded, “Iya, need what?”

“I need a phone number Mr. Agus who can be called malem-malem,” replied Tini looked straight at Agus.

The To Be Continued.....

Do what nanyain hilal about Tini's soul mate.

Don't forget dilike yes dear... :*