STREET THUGS SON CONGLOMERATE

SUFFERING BECAUSE OF LONGING

"We.., Mr. Bisri came home..," said Burhan, one of the online drivers who was waiting for passengers.

Just a few more steps have been said, "Wa..., Mr. Bisri came home from Jakarta!" greet another person named Junaidi friends hang out when they have not migrated to Jakarta.

Mr. Bisri nodded his head and smiled back at every friend who greeted him.

"It turns out Mr. Bisri here many people know him," Roman muttered in his heart while continuing to follow him from a distance not too far behind him.

Outside the airport, Mr. Bisri was greeted well by people who happened to see him. "Hay, Mr. Bisri here.," call Saipul out of his car.

"Just came home from Jakarta. Let's get your suitcase!" saipul said he took Bisri's suitcase into his car.

After all the suitcases were put, Mr. Bisri got into the car. Not yet Roman boarded, Saipul's already running his car, he's already running,

"Wait a minute!" mr. Bisri said he was preventing Saipul.

"Some one is still missing?!" tanya Saipul looked at Mr. Bisri.

"My friend hasn't boarded yet!" answer Pak Bisri by using Lombok language.

"Where's your friend?" saipul asked as Roman got into his car.

"this is your friend, right?" saipul said as if in disbelief.

"Na, here's proof he followed me into your car!" answer mr. Bisri. While Roman can only smile because he does not understand the language of Lombok.

It seems Saipul understands that Mr. Bisri's friend does not understand the language of Lombok. "Where is bang!" ask Saipul.

"Oh, yes.., introduce me Roman from Jakarta!" replied Roman immediately introduced himself to Saipul.

"Saipul!" balas Saipul salutes Roman.

"Sir Bisri, you bring a friend like this means you have many girls, both girls and widows. Even married people will be in line at your house!" saipul said, whether joking or earnest.

"That's often you?!" taipul laughed. Roman was silent not understanding their words.

"But you're the worst!" said Mr. Bisri joking back.

"Sir Bisri! Why didn't Maryam come home!" saipul asked Bisri's wife.

Mr. Bisri fell silent, not answering Saipul's question. In his heart he thought about what would be said if there were the same question.

"He's busy! He'll be home later!" mr. Bisri replied lying to keep his wife's death a secret.

The pain is crawling the feelings of Mr. Bisri who came home today. He used to dream of becoming a great and famous person when he was going to Jakarta.

It turned out that the delusion was a nightmare by bringing home the grief of keeping the secret of his wife's death.

Mr. Bisri wants, once again apologizing for prostrating in front of Roman who has claimed the life of his lover. How noble is this man behind him.

Not holding a grudge, even the crimes that have been committed are reciprocated with priceless goodness.

In the heart of Mr. Bisri said, "Until death I will not be able to repay this man's kindness" he said in his heart.

"Oh Allah, strengthen the heart of this kind young man, give him a better girl and happy him throughout his life." added Mr. Bisri lirih in heart.

Similarly, Roman who has been away from both his parents and those closest to him. His eyes overshadowed the pain of those who were worried to find his whereabouts.

His mother is looking for his presence in various places. Roman doesn't know his mother is now almost paralyzed and crazy to think about it.

If Roman knew his mother's condition, he would not have stayed away from her. Roman just wanted to calm the heart to think that he could control all the circumstances faced at this time.

The most important thing is to save Mr. Bisri to be able to completely subdue all the crimes committed by Ghazan and Vinda.

SERIATE.