The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

turning point

Madina still continued to cry in her brother's arms. While Budi, without being asked he went to take care of administrative affairs. It's been half an hour, Ms. Lusi in the ER room. But there's no news from inside.

“Doctor, how is my mother?”

Adel's voice, yanking the Princess. His head immediately looked up, then turned to the direction Adel saw. They both stood up to the doctor who had just come out of the ER room.

“Aalhamdulillah's. The critical period of the patient is over. He is resting. But the transfer to the treatment room, waiting for the patient siuman first” replied the doctor.

“Alhamdulilah” muttered Adel and Madina. The look of a relieved face emanated from the two.

“Our mother why, doc?” ask Adel again.

“Patients are experiencing excessive stress. Plus high blood pressure, due to cholesterol. Please take care of yes, patient's eating intake. Also please take care, so that the patient does not stress. If the pattern continues as before, it can worsen the health of patients” replied the doctor.

“Good, dok” replied Adel.

“Can we see the state of our mother?” ask Madina.

“Please! Two people, huh?” replied the Doctor.

Adel looked towards Budi first. And Budi nodded his head, as if to say, it's okay.

“Good, dok” replied Adel.

The doctor left. Not wanting to waste time, the two immediately entered the ER room. Stay Budi someone in front of the puskesmas.

While waiting for Adel in front of the puskesmas, Budi got a message from Erika, who asked for employee overtime data. Because there are employees who protest about the calculation of overtime which is different from the count of the employees themselves.

Budi conveys the condition that is not at home, not facing the laptop. But Erika doesn't want to know. Yes, Budi tried his best to comb through the data he got from Riki. Match them one by one with scanned images of overtime warrants. So focused, he forgot Adel and Madina. For two hours he had no news from there. He only realized, when his data quota ran out.

“Hei.ngapain you here?”

Someone called out to him. Suddenly Budi raised his head. It turned out that person was Mr. Fajar.

“Eem”

Confused to answer what. Not afraid of being scolded by Mr. Fajar, but the situation does not allow for arguments.

“Heis”

Mr. Fajar go get the head rings. He immediately met a puskesmas officer who happened to pass by. The officer immediately directed Mr. Fajar to the emergency room. Madina was seen alternating with her father. He walked over to Budi.

“Mas, what did you say?” ask Madina.

“Nanya doang, why here” replied Budi with a smile.

“Terus, mas Budi answer what?”

“Naktank. Abis was confused to answer. Can be half an hour of lessons, explained”

“Hempf. Could, mas Budi” comments Madina while chuckling.

“But no angerin, right?” continued Madina.

“Neg. Just so doang, go there”abut Budi. Madina nodded.

“What mom, Din?’ ask Budi.

“Not yet conscious, mas”

“You're patient, yes! Doain keep going, let mommy wake up!” humur Budi's.

“Iya, mass. Thanks yes, I want to nolongin Madin same mbak Adel”

“Iya”

Inside, Mr. Fajar looked sad to see his wife lying helplessly. He sat down next to the bed. She grabbed him by the right hand of Susi's mom, and then she took him to her lips. He kissed with all his heart. After about ten minutes of kissing the fingers, Mr. Fajar gasped, feeling a twitch on his lips.

“Mother?” mumbled wailing.

Slowly, that one twitch turned into two twitches. Two twitches add up to three twitches. It has long since turned into a complex movement.

“Bu?” call Adel lirih.

The movement in the fingers continues, and is transmitted to other limbs. Bu Lusi's forehead frowned. Then slowly he opened both eyes.

“Mother? Conscious mom?”

There was a smile on the lips of Mr. Fajar. He was relieved when his wife opened her eyes again and turned to him.

“Bapak?” said bu Lusi lirih.

“Call doctor, nduk!” pinta mr. Fajar.

Adel came out of the emergency room. Half-run him to the doctor's office. Madina and Budi were surprised to see Adel running around. Even Madina had suspected that something bad happened to her mother.

“Mother sober, dek” says Adel soothes Madina.

“Alhamdulillah, yes Alloh”

Madina's body slumped to the ground. He lowered his head until it stuck to the ground. Yes, he was doing a prostration of gratitude. As a form of relief in his heart.

The doctor examined Ms. Lusi's body. Although it is stated to be better, but doctors have not allowed Ms. Lusi to be moved to the treatment room. Doctors still need to make more observations to be sure.

Mr. Fajar and Madina did not bother about it. In fact they asked the doctor to do their best for Ms. Lusi. The doctor simply asked them to let Ms. Lusi rest, and not talk much.

“Who brought mom here, nduk?” ask mom Lusi.

Adel jerked to get a straight question like that. for a moment he looked at his father's face. There is no code given by his father. Adel became more confused to answer what.

“Adel equals Madin, bu” replied Adel finally.

“Not possible. Kan you have not dared to bring a car on the front road of rumah” refused bu Lusi.

“The name is also kepepet, Bu” said Adel insisted. Ms. Lusi smiled.

“Mother knows you boong. Be honest with you! Who brought mom here? I want to say thank you” pinta bu Lusi. Adel is confused.

“Emm. Budi, bu” replied Adel carefully.

“Budi?” asked Susi surprised.

“Bu, already! It doesn't matter who brought you here. Importantly, I've been treated by doctor” cut Mr. Dawn.

“Call him, Nduk!” pinta bu Lusi's.

“Bu!” reprimand mr. Fajar.

“Mommy does not want to have debt, pak” replied Bu Lusi. Mr. Fajarpun allows Adel to call Budi.

Enter by saying hello. Lucky, Susi wanted to answer. Adel forgot, if in the room it is only allowed for two people. But he came in with Budi.

Mr. Fajar shifted his position, so that Budi could be closer to his wife. Although there is a chair in front of him, but Budi chose to stand alone. That's also because you're not welcome to sit down.

“Thanks yes, Bud. You already nolongin ibu” said bu Lusi. Budi gasp.

He was confused by the change in nature of Ms. Lusi. On the one hand he is happy, if Ms. Lusi can be calm like this. But still, to him it was confusing.

“I,iya mom. Sama-sama” replied Budi somewhat stuttered.

Somehow, faced with Ms. Lusi who in the calm version, even make her groggy. So groggy, he elbowed the small cupboard to his left.

CRIIING

A metal object fell to the floor. Budi turned to see what the thing that fell was. After he picked up, it turned out that it was a gold necklace with a shiny white pendulum.

“Hem?”

Budi was surprised after seeing the pendulum intact. He felt familiar with the pendulum, but there were details that he remembered differently.

“Why, Bram?” ask Adel.

“Ha?” Budi stammered. His face still implied incomprehension.

“Yes, why are you, Bud? That's mom's necklace. Is there something strange about that pendulum?” ask Bu Lusi. Budi did not answer immediately.

“Emang anyway, it's not gold. That's kind of iron” continued bu Lusi.

“What?”

“Yes, half-hearted like this, Mom. But like the side next to it. If this is VE writing, my mother has LO” writing replied Budi.

“Ngak, no. No way” refuse bu Lusi. Mr. Fajar is starting to look tense. But Adel prevented him from getting angry.

“Where did your mother get that pendulum from?” continued Mrs Ratih. I looked towards Adel. Adel nodded in agreement.

“Mother said, the pendulum made a sumpah kakung. Made of anti-rust welding wire, which is melted with the help of laser light. And built layer by layer. Mother said, this necklace was made when mother was a child. Six years old. He said there was a pair. But next door, I love someone” replied Budi.

“Neg. Not likely. What's your mother's name?” ask Susi again.

Budi scrunched his forehead. She's confused. That's because before, Ms. Lusi had met her mother.

“Dewi Kamaratih” replied Budi.

“GUSTIIIIII”

Bu Lusi suddenly cried so his mother's full name, Budi said. The sound of Ms. Lusi who was quite loud inevitably shocked all who heard it. No exception with the doctor on duty.

He and a nurse came in to find out what was going on. Adel took Budi out of the room.

“Mbak, mother why?” ask Madina worriedly.

“Ngak papa kok, dek” replied Adel kalem.

“But how can you call it that fast? mother why, mbak?” ask Madina again.

“Ngak papa deck. I think I was just surprised aja”

“Attracted? Shocked why?”

“Embak also does not understand, deck. It was Budi mas fell on my mother's necklace. Well, taken tuh, same mas Budi. Uh, the rich Budinya knows the pendulum necklace of mother. Asked, same mother. Well, Budi story tuh, if the pendulum looks very similar to his mother. Giving from his symbol. Made from welding wire, which is melted using laser light. If you have a mother there is a hurf VE, has a mother mas Budi his writing LO”

“Love?” cut Madina.

“Yes, love”

“His relationship?”

“That's him who shot not yet got”

Madina did not ask again. He looked at the emergency room door. Hope the doctor comes out soon and brings news that is a relief. And luckily, shortly thereafter, the doctor came out.

“Doctor, how is my mother?” ask Madina immediately. The doctor smiled.

“It's okay, deck. Mother is fine. Just surprised because something” replied the doctor.

“Alhamdulillah” said Madina giving thanks.

He immediately ran into the emergency room. The doctor smiled again, then went back to his room. Budi was confused when he found Adel looking at him fixedly. As if there were a lot of questions he wanted to ask.

Considering the sun is already on top of the crown, Budi expressed his intention to find food. When he heard the word food, Adel just remembered, if this morning he only had breakfast a piece of bread. And his hunger is beginning to be felt. At first he wanted to come, but Budi suggested that Adel stay in the puskesmas. So that if at any time needed, he exists.

Although a bit heavy with Budi's decision, but Adel agreed. Be on foot looking for food stalls.

Choose the best menu in the shop. Adel did not order a specific menu. Four packs of rice along with four packs of iced tea he brought back to the puskesmas.

But by the time he reached the health center, he was confused, because Adel was not seen there. Fortunately the doctor had told him that Ms. Lusi had been transferred to the hospital room. Relieved, finally his mother Adel's condition improved.

Because in the room is allowed to visit up to four people at once at a time, Budi took the initiative to visit the room. He intended to give the packaged rice he brought to Adel. In fact, he was called Ms. Lusi to all enter the inpatient room. Mr. Fajar looked at him with a questionable gaze.

“Bud, do you hate mom?” ask Ratih ma'am.

All eyes were on him. Adel and Madina stared at each other. They were confused by a question they rarely heard from their mother. Even they felt like they had never heard mom ask people's opinions about her.

“Why should I hate mommy?” answer with questions.

“Not pretend! Be honest!” sahut pak Fajar's. Be smiling.

“Age is equally hateful, are two different things, Mr. Dawn. If asked, am I angry? Yes, I was angry with Ms. Lusi. But it was also because of Ms. Lusi, had pointed at my mother's face” replied Budi. Bu Lusi was flabbergasted to hear that answer.

“Keep, you don't hate?” ask Mr. Fajar again.

“My mom just forgave. I keep going, you son of a bitch I hate tuh, what?”

“But I told you so bad. Lying if you do not hate” comments Mr. Fajar. Smile again.

“Like a work person, sir. The higher the salary, the more facilities, the bigger also the demands” replied Budi. Mr. Fajar frowned.

“Yesterday I was angry, it's because the first new acquaintance is true bu Lusi. But if I think about it, suppose I sort of ten people I know, this Lusi ma'am is still in tenth place, pak” continued Budi.

Mr. Fajar increasingly does not understand. Ms. Lusi was also confused. A class of him was only placed in the order of ten out of ten people.

“Nomer ten? Number one, how about?” chirps Madina.

“May Madin never be met with a rich person so” replied Budi.

All who saw it, were astonished, Budi's eyes turned red. Adel approached.

“Bram, you why?” adel Tegur. He breathed a heavy sigh while Istighfar.

“Sorry, Ta” response Budi short.

“What do you think, mother is not the most evil human you have ever known, Bud?” ask Bu Lusi.

Be smiling. He didn't answer. Only his head was representing the answer.

Everyone was confused, when Ms. Lusi looked at Budi closely. Even until long enough.

“Then, Adel's symbolic time was still wandering, mother was still a child at that time. Not because of the symbol Adel people do not have, have. Most have, even” said bu Lusi opened the voice. All eyes were on him. Everyone is looking forward to the continuation of his sentence.

“But more because at that time the mother was the smallest, others were of the age of Kindergarten, even SD. And the rented neighbors first, already contaminated with local children who want to ask for forgiveness. Every day my mother is in the bus. There is no day without making mother nangis” continued bu Lusi. Everyone is still silent.

“From so many children, there is only one child who cares about mothers. I call her, Mother Goddess. Goddess Kamaratih”

“What?” mr. Fajar, Adel and Madina exclaimed simultaneously. Miss Lusi is crying again. Mr. Fajar stroked his wife's head.

“Entah how many times he labeled the mothers of the natives there as the mouth is broken, because it always nagging and berserk with their children. He did not accept it at all when his mother was cutekin until nangis”

“And I don't know how many times he put the body when the mother was pelted with sandals, toys, even stones. Always the back of him who was the target” bu Lusi crying again.

No one commented. All are still silent, waiting for the continuation of the story of Ms. Lusi.

“That time, mom always felt comfortable and safe being nearby. To the extent that mother nganggep mbak Dewi is like a sister mother herself. She also looks like her own sister. Where mbak Dewi main, mom must be invited”

“Until the moment when mother went up to second grade SD, her father was Mbak Dewi got PHK. And they had to go home” bu Lusi could not hold back her tears anymore.

“Unfortunately, mom forgot her where her home is in this village”

“Honestly, Bud. I miss her, Bud”

“Until this big mother's son too, mother still really wants to meet him. I still want to see her protector mom, Bud”

“But, but....Gustiiiii”

Ms. Lusi could not continue her sentence. His shame and regret is huge. Her poignant cry was able to reveal more than she had told. Long enough time that you need to calm down.

“Bud, come to your mother, Bud! I want sowan with your mother” pinta bu Lusi.

“Ha?” Adel and Madina react together.

“Emm. If you give advice, please do not first, ma'am!” reply Budi.

“Why? Your mom's mad at you, huh? Gustiiiii”

“Neg. Not that, Bu” said Budi rectify his sentence that has been misunderstood bu Lusi.

“My mother is not angry, same mother. But my mother is not fit. It would be better if you rest first. Later let me be the same Adel who arranged the meeting with my mother. Somewhere” continued Budi.

“Yes. So can. Don't you stay long, Bud! Mother is not strong for a long time nanggung malu”

My God, my wife who is notoriously spicy, who is hated by people for her hobby of insulting people, but it turns out not to forget the services of the person who once protected her. Until forgetting the sense of prestige that had been his shield. Very different from breng*** Imam. Five years ago, I kept the one he mintains please. My services give him food, give him a ride, cigarettes, absolutely nothing he wants. Now I dare say I'm a garbage bag. Cartridges**.