CONFESSION STONED
169. Everyone's Happy

“Where are you going? Father again drive Nak..” said Sejah to Mima who thrashed and whined stretched his hands towards Bara.

“Mima..sama mother first. Go back again nyampe. Look out, in front there's a clown.” Bara stopped her car behind a zebra line crossing red lights.

Before leaving earlier, Mima was busy carrying Bara around the house complex while waiting for Dijah who was preparing.

But while in the car, the baby is not willing to let go of his father. Along the way thrashed for wanting to return to Bara's lap. Even Dul had taken out all the stock of toys in the car to distract Mima so as not to cry for Bara.

“Eh the clown—liat!” Sejah opens the window of the car for Mima to look outside. A clown in a Marsha costume approaches. Mima was struggling while looking at her father. The baby's face seemed to ask for help to be pitied and immediately carried. His curly hair was brown and his cheeks were adorable red.

Bara chuckled at the dramatic face of his daughter. “Why? Is she the same mother? Dad is still driving.later if already nyampe in place of om Boy, daddy fat again.” Bara rubbed the corner of Mima's eyes that began to water.

“Indeed, where did I take it to not want to sit quietly gini his son?” Sullen looking at her husband.

“Brought way to home pakde Heru. Maybe because it has been carried with heavy and muscular hands, so you who are carrying Mima feel bad.” Bara laughed as she covered the sullen face of Dijah with her palm.

“Later if I meet my friend, Mas take care of Mima yes... I'm gonna have a chat first. He was full. Maybe sleep again. Yes ‘kan Nak? Fatty napkin dad ‘kan?” tanya Dijah smeared her daughter's cheeks.

Dul sat leaning forward while clenching his mouth because of the anxiety holding the tip of his sister's shoes.

“Let's ask pakde Heru who is fat,” said Bara.

“Come with you too?” tanya Sejah's.

“You stopped by to see the new outlet Boy. Where were we going, he said he wanted to follow. Yes already..we once filled shophouse Boy with children,” said Bara.

“Yes is okay. Boy must be the place to be rame.” Sejah is still holding Mima who stands gripping the sleeve of his father's shirt.

15 Minutes later the car has entered the ranks of the store. And a little while later, Mima was calm again in her father's arms.

Dul jumps up and down when he sees Robin sitting on one of the chairs on the shophouse terrace. Seempuk Set stack outlet lights look brightly lit. Two buyers were seen standing waiting for Boy's employee who was baking bread.

“Rame yes...” Bara said on Boy while looking around the place.

“Lumayan Mas, especially next to the shop there is a seller of boba si Bobi.” Boy floated his gaze at the shop next to the drink seller who also looked crowded.

“Tini arrived?” tanya Sejah to Boy.

“Belom,” replied the new Mak Robin swallowed her food. “Maybe soon nyampe,” again.

“Asti also hasn't dat—eh it's him! Just talked about,” concluded Boy pointed to a new motorcycle coming and stopping in front of the shophouse.

“Hei..it's rame!” pekik Asti girang's. “Mana Mima?” asti asked directly walking closer to Bara.

Asti stretches his hand towards Mima who is a henchman in Bara's sling. The baby immediately hid his face and clenched his father's neck.

Bara laughed looking down at his daughter's face. “Do not want to be carried with Aunt Asti?”

The soldiers laughed.

“Wah, don't want to be with me. Though in the office I have boasted talking deket with his children Mr. Bara.” Asti looked at Bara's face while chuckling.

“Still there?” ask Colored to Asti.

Bayu follows Asti and stands next to Bara. Mak Robin is busy feeding Robin and Dul with a piece of toast. Boy had just returned to their vicinity after ordering a Boba drink next door.

“Still anything?” tanya Boy was a little confused by the question of Sejah.

“Every new intern program, there must be aja. Last night, there were whispers. Again by talking Mr. Bara wear a jacket trus nenteng his full face helmet..” Asti giggled and closed his mouth.

“Hmmm—start yes..” says Bara. “I have nothing to say Yes Jah, it is not my fault if the intern talks me behind.” Bara glanced at the face of Dijah who was sneering.

“What's the motor for?” ask Boy. “Sold to me, I want.”

“Yee...don't..” Sergeant Bara. “Kalo ganteng, would like to walk also straight handsome. Not because the motor is.” Bara defended herself.

“It looks like yes Mas, try Mas ride motor matik. What's cool is still the same.” Bayu is warming up.

“Bare lo ama cave here?” ask Bara to Bayu. “About-of-fixed employee huh?” insinuations again.

Bayu laughed in a soft punch at Bara's arm.

“Let's look at you gentlemen. Do not ride the motor soan,” said Bayu again.

“Do not bring the cave motor in this matter. He's not wrong,” reply Bara. “Lo don't mess up tonight with the stove about the motor yes.... Malem cave is still long nih.”

“Come sit down Mak Robin,” invite Asti.

“Eh, I'll grab our drinks first. Maybe it's done with.” Boy went to the shop next door to take his order. Boba various flavors for his guests on Saturday night.

Inside the shophouse there are only 4 tables filled with buyers who are on average in pairs. Boy took an empty chair from the inside to the terrace to sit his friends.

“Where is Tini? Many times he said. Last afternoon he said not long ago,” Mak Robin's tirade threw a gaze towards the road in front of them.

“Says dinner first with Jono Mak.... Who the hell is Jono?” tanya Dijah was curious.

Recently, Sejah asked Mak Robin, a large SUV stopped in front of Boy's shophouse. The front door opened and a pair of legs immediately extended leaping out.

Apparently Tini. The tall car and his mediocre posture, make it difficult elegant style to get off the luxury car. All he could do was jump like a child.

All eyes were on Tini who was waving into the car. “Okei..bye... Good night!” said Tini waving then closed the car door. He then walked over to his friends.

“Haiii...” greet Tini on each pair of eyes that are on him.

“That's Jono?” tanya Sejah directly.

“Iyoo.jenenge John Omaar. I called him Jono. Easier,” Tini.

Simultaneously everything says, “Oooo”

“Yeah, so it's very hot.... Earlier in the car did not feel,” said Tini flicked her hand to the neck.

“Highsaa..” says Bara clucked at Tini.

“Sit Tin!” Boy pulls out a plastic chair on Tini next to Asti.

“Makasi Boy—eh for a moment, haveku sounds. Who the hell malem-malem holiday gini still looking for me,” tini scolding rafflesia arnoldi flower bag.

“Yes.... Tini has become a career woman,” said Bara. Colored giggled amused then draped his hands hugging Bara's arms. He leaned back and kissed Bara's arm before stroking Mima's sleepy cheek on her father's shoulder.

“Ya, hello?—oh yes. I'm Tini Su. This mall me again outside, can you call me again tomorrow? I no longer hold data. How?” Tini's face looked serious.

“Makjang..baru know I already Tini Su his name. I've been like a Mandarin artist..” mumbles Robin's Tomb.

“I also just know his stage name now Tini Su,” said Boy.

Tini put her index finger on her lips asking her friends not to be noisy.

“Mbak Tini Su..” Reset Asti chuckles.

“Now call him Budhe Tini Su ya Nak.” said Bara turned his face to the left peeping Mima's head who was picking up his drowsiness. His body shook slowly holding back the laughter. Bara, who had since smelled a smile, also pinched the cheek of Dijah who was half-hugging him.

“What a siih...so noisy.” Tini put her phone in the bag. “Just if you go to the office, just ask who Tini Su is. I have been known as the queen of insurance,” said Tini.

“Makin so arrogant..” murmured Bara.

A Hummer was seen approaching and parked next to Bara's car. Heru just arrived.

“Liat tuh who came,” said Bara pointed to Heru who just got out of the car while holding his son. Next to her was Fifi walking while holding the end of her husband's shirt.

“Udah complete everything,” said Heru while lowering his son who immediately ran closer to Dul.

“Hei..” greet Fifi smilingly circulating his gaze.

Tini sat back to Heru and the newly arrived Fifi.

“Mas, mematin. Famous insurance agent, Ma'am Tini Su.” Bara pointed at Tini to make Heru aware of Tini's existence there.

“Oh, Ma'am Tini Su..how are you?” greeting Heru smilingly extended her hand to Tini.

Tini threw an annoyed look at Bara and Dijah who were chuckling. Even though he had pretended to be busy with his cellphone, but Heru's helping hand could not be ignored.

“Udah ever meet, ‘kan?” ask Fifi who is a little confused. Heru's face that looks serious, making Fifi also extend his hand back to shake Tini's hand.

“Mbak Tini this is different,” said Heru. “Ya ‘kan Mbak?” ask Heru to Tini with a big smile.

Tini put down her phone and then welcomed Fifi's helping hand.

“I Tini Su, his subordinate Pak Agus at PT. X-tra Large Insurance. If you need a policy for any protection in this world can ask for the information to me. If protection in the afterlife, please go to the Almighty asking. For our future investment there is also the product,” said Tini then released Fifi's handshake.

“Kalo Past Tin?” seloroh Boy while laying two chairs for Heru and Fifi.

“Last time it was enough God only knew Boy. You don't have to follow suit, because someone has been assigned to it. Well—mana drink menu. I em so tristii... (I'm so thirsty),” said Tini grabbed a sheet of menu on the table.

“Tristi.. (thirsty)” Reset Bara sneers.

That night, everyone was happy. Boy is happy because his third outlet is always crowded. Mak Robin was happy to spend the night Sunday taking her son on a motorcycle. Asti and Bayu are happy because that night they can date frugally in Boy stalls. Happy to meet his friends. Bara who likes to see his wife is happy to be taken for a walk because it has been all day at home all week. Heru is happy because he feels he found new friends unique. And Tini who is happy because she feels valuable and needed in her office.

Not only love relationships, friendship relationships also require maturity. Instead of envy, but rather awe when seeing more friends, whether it's physical, intelligence, career or even luck, can be one of the characteristics of a person's maturity.

The To Be Continued.....