TINI SUKETI
10. Living Between Black And White

It turns out true what Warni said, Mr. Alie just naafsu big less energy. Let alone to tense, just wriggling the bird is difficult. But the old man was quite happy when Tini started rubbing small objects that he seemed to be proud of until the end of his life. Naturally, for a man, it is his crown.

Before doing so, Tini felt disgusted at herself. And after doing so, he was even more disgusted at her. However, he felt more relieved. Not relieved to have managed to hold Pak Alie's bird. He was only relieved because it turned out that Mr. Alie was not too scary. Even compared to coki, Mr. Alie is much better to treat her, even though she is a foreign woman and can be called a comfort woman. The old man was at least capitalized on money. While the Chef, only capitalized on promises.

Mr. Alie just asked Tini to sing often, then rest to listen to the story about his late wife.

Mr. Alie has a melancholy story about his life. In one last-minute conversation the man had before coming home, Mr. Alie said, “Then, someone said that I should take good care of and educate my children. They are my investments in old age. But I don't totally agree. For me, my wife is the most valuable investment of my life. I am happy, so my life at home is happy. The kids are well groomed, and he smiles a lot. Home so more cheerful.”

“The children quickly grew up and left their parents. At home, it was just me and my wife. Then my wife died and I was alone. The kids are busy with their families. I don't want to disturb. Not to be a burden. I have a nurse and assistant at home. Fortunately, I have a lot of money. As a young man I worked hard, losing a lot of time for my family. After getting old and collecting many treasures, it turns out that I am not with family either. But ... at least that's why money is sought. Yea, no? Money exists to ease human life.”

“So—kids Father now where?” tanya Tini began to wonder. He's got wet. Besides having to reap the rewards of his bad job, what else can he do. After all, he never talked to the rich people in the city. Tini approved the thoughts of Mr. Alie. The man is very realistic.

“My eldest son, woman, abroad follow her husband. The three men, spread all over Indonesia. The entrepreneur. Only one in Jakarta. The youngest. Now I don't think of anything anymore. My son has lived happily with his family. My granddaughter is already studying abroad. Everybody happy. Sufficient life. Then what else do I want? I just have to wait to die. Waiting for when the Lord will take me, so that I can meet the beloved heart that I have always longed for. My wife.” Mr. Alie half daydreamed when he mentioned his wife. Highlight his eyes dimmed and his countenance was grim.

“My wife must be a good person,” says Tini. He remembered the Warni's message about taking the man's heart. Theory as much as anything, will not be useful without practice.

“Very well. My wife is very nice. My first venture was the supplier of car spare parts to workshops. Oil palm plantations come from spare parts. The income in early marriage is only twelve thousand a day. But he accompanied me faithfully. I've been to the night world a lot because of the demands of work. She knows I spent the night singing with a big busty woman.” Mr. Alie put his shoulder down.

Instantly Tini looked down at his chest. It turns out that this old man next to him has loved jumbo breasts for a long time.

“My wife sometimes jokes. ‘Don't forget to find the big one, Pih.’ But every time I go home in the morning, he never misses me herbal tea.”

“Truly well turned out,” said Tini with a hardened voice. He wanted Mr. Alie to hear his praise just now. “Father really lucky.” Tini nodded with a serious face.

Mr. Alie nodded confirming Tini's remark. “Sometimes I can't wait. I think, my life is too long. Is it because I am indeed too much of a bastard to take quickly? You see my wife is very good but even she who first left me.” Mr. Ali shook his head with a sorry look.

Tini's been turning off the mic since. He had finished two small bottles of mineral water and went to the toilet once in three hours with Mr. Alie. And within three hours in the room, Mr. Alie only had his bird swabbed occasionally. The act was considered Tini as an act of pity for the defenseless bird Mr. Alie. And the man crept back into his chest twice.

It turned out that the three hours made the change in Tini's point of view quite sharp. Mr. Alie's brief recollection on his chest did not scuff him or hurt him. In addition, if Pak Alie's bird is pacified, the man will look more henchmen. One key he got that night. Touched or touched. Tini prefers touching, rubbing or stroking, rather than the other way around.

At its peak, the man ended the karaoke event. Mr. Alie asked Tini to reach into the right pocket of his pants. It contained a chocolate envelope. Tini cursed in her heart. The man was just reaching into his own pocket. But, in order to receive the payment, he still had to nudge the keychain inside Mr. Alie's pants.

Tini releases Mr. Alie in front of the karaoke room. For the sake of politeness, he waited for the man to disappear at the intersection of the hallway. But, it turned out to be really long. Again, it is true what Warni said.

When he was buttoning his bag, a man in a suit came. Tini remembers Warni's message, that the man is Mr. Binsar. Karaoke operations manager.

“New boy, huh? Warni's win?” ask Mr. Binsar.

“Yes, really, Sir.” Tini nodded.

“Pak Alie loyal customer here, no fuss. So, you take care, yes.” Mr. Binsar patted Tini's shoulder twice.

The message sounded like Mr. Binsar was putting a boy on him. Mr. Binsar's flat-flat sharpness alone, made Tini calm. He does not feel judged. Mr. Binsar didn't ask where he came from, and why he was there. The manager was focused on his duties in that place. Maintain customers.

After Mr. Binsar patted his shoulder, the aquarim hall door opened. Another big busty woman came out in sexy clothes.

“This is Warni, Sir?” ask the woman.

“Iya, why?” ask Mr. Binsar. “You are noisy again? It was talked about yesterday. I'm tired. If there are no more guests, go home.” Mr. Binsar flicked his hand to drive the woman away.

“Pak Binsar how, anyway? Kan, I told you that when Warni retired, the one who replaced Pak Alie was me. Not a new kid. I'm longer here,” said the woman.

“I don't know. Not follow. Mr. Alie did not complain to me. Even the message, the day after he came again. This ma'am should nemenin.” Mr. Binsar pointed at Tini.

Tini began to understand the problem. Turns out, old grandfather became a scramble if the money is a lot and royal. Once again, before returning home, Tini remembered Warni's message. Do not look like a child yesterday afternoon who just plunged into the world of icebergs. That means he has to survive with the ability of his tongue, if he does not want to lose a royal customer like Mr. Alie.

Like a valuable asset, Tini felt he had to retain Mr. Alie for his convenience in that place.

“New boy! What's your name?” ask the woman in front of Mr. Binsar.

“Tini,” replied Tini without turning her gaze away from the interlocutor.

“Denger, yes. I think you should give up the same senior one. I'm here longer. It's been more than four years. The day after tomorrow you can pretend to be sick. Let me just go get Mr. Alie. Huge, huh?” asked the woman in the black dress who stood crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Tini didn't say. He took a deep breath. Then, he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“Old child! What's your name?” Here asked back.

The woman was shocked to hear Tini's rebuke. He did not answer questions about his name.

“Mei—mei, call. More Maisaroh.” Mr. Binsar seems to want the feud to be over quickly. He helps Tini complete his opponent's biodata.

“OK, Sister Saroh. I'm the new kid. What happened to the old boy? Proudly? Should've been embarrassed. Long time working but not rising. Still working like this. About Mr. Alie, don't interfere. Find your own land. I did not take the father from Mbak Saroh.” Tini took off her arms and confirmed the bag on her shoulder.

“Long work here, really, proud. The longer here, the longer in hell. Huge, huh?” ketus Tini's. He then nodded at Mr. Binsar and twisted his body.

Tini straightened her head walking down the hallway to exit the side door of the hotel. The work is low. And .. hina. Tini didn't expect anyone to defend her over that choice. To him, his life is his. The guys out there are not taking care of their expenses. So, what does it mean?

In life, there is always black and white. But, between the two colors there is still a gray that is rarely realized by others. Tini chose to be among those colors. As long as rubbing Mr. Alie's bird doesn't hurt him, he doesn't mind. Evi and Dayat don't need to know about it.

To Be Continued

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