CONFESSION STONED
122. Not Comparable

“Dijaaaah's chat... Diiijaaaahh” Tini's voice is heard from outside the fence.

“Mbak Colored... We bring a lot of fried foods..” Asti was screaming.

“Temenku Mas,” says Sejah half-rise. Bara was still staring at his chest. “Tomorrow-tomorrow again,” tukas Dijah lowered negligee and got up from bed.

“Boy tagged? You don't use daleman. Dadanya—” Bara looked at Sejah with a disapproving view. He could see the shadow of the top of his chest that had been in his dikulum.

“Ambilin fabric,” Pinta Colored. “Cain—cloth, fetchin fabric.” He pointed at the closet. Bara realized and understood what his wife meant and then rose to the closet.

“Diiiiijaaaahhh” shouted Tini again. The bara screeched a little surprised.

“Iya, yes ampuun..” murmured Bara took a black and white plaid holster. “Life is full of surprises. But you are the most nervous I Jah.” Bara said again. Colored just grimaced grabbing the glove from her husband's hand and wearing it to the chest limit.

“Yeah my wife already like gini style.” said Bara who sat on the edge of the bed saw Dijah conclude the holster in front of his chest. Colored out of the room with a negligee and a sarong. His hair was unraveling and his face was lethargic.

Bara led his wife to the front door to greet the guests.

“Eh Mas Bara..” greet Asti as Bara approaches the brown wooden fence. Bara laughs.

“His face is that? We're disturbing ya?” tanya Tini looked suspiciously at Bara's face.

“You entered not?” ask Bara when opening the gate.

“Ya... Comein. Today we tear apart the house of Dijah,” invite Tini to take Robin. Unconsciously Bara patted his chest when he heard Tini's words.

“Mbak Colored... Geez is very lethargic,” greeting Asti saw Dijah who stood leaning his cheek on the front door goal.

“Bikinnya delicious anyway?” tini asked as she passed Dijah in front of the door. Colored just grimaced while squeezing his friend's chest.

“How are you doing Mas?” greet Boy to Bara.

“Baik—baik... Seized again is not good.” The embers again bang the iron fence hook when all the residents of the chicken coop into the house.

“Where do you sit?” ask Bara to his wife.

“We are in front of tv aja Mas,” sahut Sejah who continues to walk to the family room followed by his friends.

“We sit under aja Jah... It's yummy! While golek-golek (netting),” said Mak Robin.

“Mas, please...” She looked at her husband full of apologies.

“Before I take,” said Bara who understood his wife's intentions. Minutes later, Bara returned with a soft rug and unfurled it in front of the television. He arranged a sofa cushion and patted it looking at his wife.

“Later here yes,” Bara asked Dijah to lie there.

“Yes, I'll lay there.” He threw his body on the sofa.

“Yes, don't be afraid. His wife will be there. It's not me who's just.” Tini squinted at Bara who was laughing.

“You can't talk about it. This husband of mine,” said Dijah grabbed Bara's arm and hugged her.

“Choose... Hate me. Your daughter will look like me Jah!” sahut Tini then sneered.

“Yeah Tini... Nay! Our Kasiani,” replied Bara hugging the head of the Sejah who had been sitting on the sofa. Sejah laughed at Tini's reaction that frowned in disgust with Bara's behavior that deliberately heated him up.

“Healthy You Colored?” ask Mama Robin. “Kata Asti you were drunk,” he continued.

“Iya Mak's... I have observed. Starting at 9am and above. The more malem, the worse.”

“Luckily I was not like that,” said Mak Robin.

“Robin come here, come to Dul.” room She held out her hand to Robin. The boy stood up and took Bara's hand which went towards Dul's room.

“Difficult also turned out to be pregnant. Many dramas,” said Asti.

“More drama if not pregnant,” said Tini. “You don't need to connect this conversation Boy. You don't have a uterus.” Tini turned to look Boy who was breathing wanted to talk. Boy then threw a chair cushion at Tini.

“You've returned home Tin?” tanya Sejah's.

“Udah, only four days in the village. I called his acquaintance Mas Heru for a job interview.” Tini slumped off the couch and went down on the rug. “You just got on the couch. We are under nothing. Later you scuff your mas protest,” said Tini took fried plastic.

Mbok Jum then came up with a tray full of empty glasses and a transparent teapot filled with ice syrup. Boy stood up from his seat to meet the tray from Mbok Jum's hand.

“Makasi ya Mbok..” said Boy.

“Lunch is here, right? I was asked to cook an additional side dish with Nak Bara,”, said Mbok Jum who stared at his first guest.

“Mas who asked to cook again Mbok?” tanya Dijah looked up at Mbok Jum.

“Iya, mas-mu. He said he wanted to go to Dijah. I'm sure Tini. Now his hair is not as red as fire again turns out,” said Mbok Jum chuckled.

“Hmm... Who else is the legendary colonized if not me,” sneer Tini.

Bara reappeared to the living room approaching Dijah who had returned to lie on the sofa.

“Mbok Friday again lunch. Dul played with Robin in the room. I fell in the room yes, sleepy.” Bara stood resting her hands on the back of the sofa staring at Dijah.

“Iya, just sleep. Later if you want to eat, I wake upin.” Sejah nodded and caressed a glimpse of her husband's hand. Asti and Boy stared with stunned faces. Seized observe Bara's back that passes through the family room goal and turns to the right. Colored happy Bara left her with the boarding house because she was not sure the topic of their next conversation could be tolerated by her husband's ears.

“Trus Tin? What about in the village? Your papa? Your sisters?” tanya Sejah was impatient. His nausea seemed to disappear immediately to see the arrival of his friends.

“My father has been sick every phone. Yes asmalah, diabetes, gout, high blood, so I came home suddenly, my father did not look sick. I think it will be able to live until 100 years more.” Tini took a glass and poured her a drink. Colored grinning.

“How's work? Did you get accepted?” taanya Seized again.

“Maybe Mbak Tini's face disturbs his mind,” Asti said.

“It could be similar to people who have hurt him,” Boy added.

“You should not be asked from earlier Mak... Later diem-diem fried seplastik already ludes aja,” said Tini pulled fried plastic.

“Instead this Tini time. I just ate two,” Mak Robin replied back pulling the fried plastic.

“At last you went home also to the city that broke your heart..” muttered Colored.

“But also where I fell in love many times,” Tini continued. Then they both laughed.

“His father Tini looks like my father actually. The difference is that Tini does not want to interfere with his son's business. Lah my father, sometimes not a solution, but only matahin spirit.” Boy looked down listlessly.

“Sometimes the things that break our learning spirit are the people closest to us. Those who like to laugh at mistakes in our learning process. That is the importance of finding a supportive environment. Isn't it Mak? Really me?” ask Robin Tini.

“Iya. Chili in your teeth don't forget you clean!” answer to Robin.

“Makanya tired if you have to complain to family. Not don't want,” connect Boy again.

“Capek 'kan energy. And we know that energy cannot be destroyed. Can only be moved. The choice, tired of learning to sharpen skills or tired of working because they do not have skills. Mas Boy would... Spirit!” asti patted Boy on the shoulder next to him.

“Out of the chicken coop, pande-pande kali kelen cakap,” grunt Mak Robin.

“Keep alive though useless Boy!” said Seized from the sofa.

“This... These Colored insults are ngangenin.” Tini turned to look at the amused Digah.

“Eh Tin! By the way—” Colored look back.

“Aman, if your mas comes, I'll pass the code.” Tini who understood the meaning of the circle of the Sejah nodded steadily waiting for the thing that his friend would say.

“I met his wife yesterday again. Turns out really good. Cuantik! Her hair is very fragrant. Though not dandan menor-menor, but it looks expensive that. If you are squirming directly, you must immediately burn your make-up bag that messy. Feel useless,” said Dijah half-rise from his sleep.

“Basic brash! I thought I'd like to nyampein what,” Tini. “Your insults are second to none.”

“Entah hapa kelen, asik si Heru aja. This Boy is not tepake kelen make.” Mak Robin patted Boy's shoulder.

“Make a spirit-warmness only Mak... Create fantasies. Because I'm sure Heru mas is not a big peg from the pole.” Tini and Colored laughed out loud. Shortly afterwards Dijah stopped laughing shut his mouth. He felt his stomach stir again.

“Otak Tini if you have met Dijah must not be far from talking Bermuda triangle area.” Boy snorted taking his glass.

“You saw his wife Heru?” tanya Sejah's. “Boy, search on internet. Fifi Mochtar.” Sejah wags his hand asking Boy who is holding a mobile phone.

“I don't want to see—I don't want to see,” said Tini. “Ya reasonable beautiful. If not beautiful, I will compete.”

“Liat aja, it's okay. Cepet Boy!” pinta Colored.

“Iya, I briefly find the most obvious photo.” murmured Boy who was looking down on his phone.

“I don't want to see—I don't want to see,” said Tini again squinted his eyes while chewing fried tempe.

And a moment later, “Baraaa..” Heru's voice sounded from outside.

Then the door opened and Bara's footsteps rushed to the front door. The sound of the fence being shifted and several pairs of footsteps stepped in the front room.

“I'm out of town tomorrow. This file you brought. If our investors come, meet with you aja deh.” Heru's voice sounded slowly approaching to the living room.

All the residents of the chicken coop immediately fell silent to the conversation.

“Mas Heru...” Og Tini with flirtatious. He pulled his friend's hair. Mak Robin threw a look of disdain. Boy and Asti giggled.

“Ya already the file I hold.” The sound of the voice sounded.

“For any guests huh?” ask Heru.

“Iya, the theme Colored.” The sound of the coals getting closer to the family room.

“Bakal to here for sure..” whispered Tini justifying the location of her hair.

“How is Ra? Still vomiting badly?” Fifi's voice asked.

The entire chicken coop dwellers instantly stared at Tini who rounded her eyes.

“Mampus you Tini... What do not want to see. You saw it was your rival!” mak Robin with a stifled laugh.

“Tin..” call Boy shakes Tini's shoulder.

“Mbak Tini so mute..” said Asti looked at Tini who was still sculpting.

The To Be Continued.....

Happy end of the week everyone.

Don't forget to support Tini face reality by pressing the like button.

Thanks... :*