The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

susi begged for forgiveness from coach

After isya’ Budi sat dumbstruck on the porch of his house. He still could not believe what he had seen this afternoon. In his heart he said, the world is full of secrets. Man as a servant will never know what will happen tomorrow. What he expected would be extremely difficult, like a single magic, suddenly became easy. Indeed, if Alloh has willed, just say one word, kun! And so it happened.

“Why are you, Bud?” ask Ratih ma'am.

Look in the direction where the voice comes. He was interested in the necklace his mother wore. The band looks very similar to the one that Ms. Lusi has. It fits when said a pair.

“Ngger, I'm your mother. How rich is dipelotokin?” tegur bu Ratih's.

He used both of his palms to cover his exposed chest due to his fairly low v-neck t-shirt.

“Astaghfirulloh” Budi covered his face.

“Not mom's chest, but pendulum necklace mom” said Budi corrected what his mother thought.

“Oh, pendulum? Why is the parent mother? Nothing strange, feeling” asked bu Ratih. He sat to the right of Budi.

“Nothing is weird, ma'am. From Budi small also did not change”

“Terus?”

“Eemm” Budi confused how to start his story. Madam Ratih was curious.

“Look at the pair of pendulum necklace, Ma'am, the letter VE” replied Budi.

“Where?” ask the surprised madam.

“On puskesmas, tah”

“Oh yes? The doctor? What nurse? What Midwife?” ask the enthusiastic coach. But Budi shook his head.

“Pasien” reply Budi.

“Patient?”

“Yes. Patient on behalf of, Luciana Fitri”

“Allohu Akbar's. Luciana Fitri? Where is he now, ngger? Still at the puskesmas? Anterin mom over there, ngger! Anterin mom, cepet!” pinta bu Ratih is like a kebelet. Budi's hand even he pulled, because Budi did not immediately stand.

“Mother, wait a minute!”

“Wait for what else? hunt home, Bud”

“Emang has come home, Bu” Reply Budi.

“What's up, mas?” ask Princess.

“Anterin mom to her house! You know his house, right?”

“Know, sih”

“Yes, come on!

Mrs Ratih walked down from the terrace. And go directly to the place where the Budi motorbike is parked.

“Bu, denger first!”

“What else, ngger? I just wanted to meet. Not for long, papa either. I miss her very much, ngger” asked Ratih ma'am.

“Mother promise, mom won't disturb her break. I just want to see him aja” continued Mrs Ratih.

“Who are you anyway, ma'am? I think it's really good?” ask the curious princess.

“And have met, bu”kata Budi without answering Princess's question.

“Ha? by when? Where?”

“Yesterday, pas abis flood. The ones in pursuit of citizens” replied Budi.

“Ha?”

“Don't say, “ says Princess.

“Ya. her mother Adel, bu”

“What?” The princess screeched with her firmness, hearing her brother's reply.

“Ya Alloh, Susi. What did you experience after I stayed, deck?” muttered bu Ratih.

From her eyes rolled tears. The Princess and the daughter looked at each other. The princess was confused by what her mother said.

“Anter mom to it, ngger!” pinta bu Ratih again.

“But, bu?”

“Mom doesn't care, ngger” cut bu Ratih. As if he understood what his son was going to say.

“Monggo!” reply Budi.

“Princess tame” exciting Princess. He went back inside the house, took the keys to the bike. The three of them rushed straight to Adel's house.

Arriving at Adel's house, it looks like some people have just left the house. Somewhat surprised Budi made it, because as far as he knows, surely his close neighbors bu Lusi not close to bu Lusi because of his harsh words.

But Budi immediately shakes his head, dismissing all those bad thoughts.he immediately prepares to enter. And ask the Princess to knock on the door.

*Tok tock*

“Assalamu’alaikum” said the Princess gave her greetings.

“Wa’alaikum salam”

Madina's voice answered the Princess's greeting. There were also footsteps approaching the door.

“Allohu Akbar, Princess? How did you not say if you want to come? Same who?” madina asked excitedly, when she saw who was visiting. The princess did not answer. Just the thumb of his right hand he pointed to his right.

“Eh, yes Alloh. Mas Budi, Mrs Ratih?”

Madina immediately walked up to Budi, then regretted it. So too with Mrs Ratih.

“Abram?”

Adel, who was curious about the guests his sister met, came out to see who had come.

Adel was surprised to see that Ratih was behind Budi. He also approached and greeted Ratih and Budi.

“Mother, have a break?” ask Budi.

“Oh, not yet sih” replied Adel.

“Oh, I see. Monggo, please bu!” adel said to invite his guests to enter.

Without them knowing. Ms. Lusi is also on her way to the terrace of the house. He was also curious when he saw his two Daughters get out of the house to welcome guests who came. In his heart he wondered, who is that guest?

“Haa”

Bu Lusi screamed without a sound. He was very surprised to see who was coming. Many memories in his head revolved around at one time. It flows and flows so fast. Up to the last was his memory as he berated the person now standing in front of him.

“Mbak Dewi” says bu Lusi.

“Lus” says bu Ratih.

“Mbak Goddess, pardon mbaaak”

And merta bu Ratih approached with her body lowered. He was low to hug Ratih's leg. Mrs Ratih's reflex prevents Ms. Lusi from doing that, but it's too late.

“Ampun mbaaaakk”

That's all I can say. Her crying was like a child. Mr. Fajar who had been leading Ms. Lusi walked, was only stunned by his wife's attitude. This attitude he had only seen once since living together.

“Lus, I don't deserve the rich honor of gini yet. Build, deck!” pinta bu Ratih's.

“Ampuun mbaaak”

Ms. Lusi still did not want to move from the foot of Ratih's mother. He was still crying and asking for mercy.

“Iya, Lus. I'm sorry, though. Wake up yuk!” answer to Ratih.

But still Ms. Lusi still did not want to move from hugging the leg of Ratih's mom. Mrs Ratih stroked the head of Ms. Lusi. Until a while. Until Bu Lusi completed the wave of sadness that spewed from his heart.

“Mbaak”

Bu Lusi raised his head. Mrs Ratih asked Ms. Lusi to wake up, with her body gesture. Bu Lusipun fulfilled the request of Ratih. He woke up from the impact. Then Susi invited her guest to sit on the sofa. Shortly thereafter, Madina came to bring warm tea for all.

“Mbak, I'm really sorry, mbak. Ampuuns. I don't know if yesterday it was, mbak Dewi” said bu Lusi. Madam Ratih who was sitting next to her, smiled sweetly.

“No papa, Lus. I feel guilty instead, leaving you among the people who do not know the adab. Must have been hard for you, volunteering them alone”

“Not just them, ma'am. As far as I'd like, wherever I am, a lot of people bullied me. In every age increase. Even until I met Fajar, got married, had Adel, had Madina. There are people who fuck me, mbak. I'm tired”

Adel could not hold back his tears. Her mother's curses this time, felt more heartbreaking than the anger her mother had shown the other day.

No one dared to interrupt, as Ms. Lusi continued her curses to the person she considered to be the older sister. He told me a lot of things. He recounted his heart's pain in the attitude of those around him. Even people who call themselves brothers.

Not less than an hour bu Lusi spilled the fatigue of his heart, without any treatment at all. Ended by leaning his head on the chest of Ratih. The cry this time was a cry of relief.

“Mbak Dewi herself, how are you? What did Goddess find after returning home? It's not as comfortable as it used to be, is it?” ask mom Lusi. Mrs Ratih was laughing.

“Tuh”

Bu Ratih pointed at Budi and Putri, in response.

“Saking is convenient, until you have two” continued Bu Ratih.

“Ha ha ha. It was intentional” comments bu Lusi chuckled. Everyone laughed at the comment.

“Yes. I miss her brother very much with you. Have a boy, it feels really want to have a girl”

“Gustiii”

“And when my second child was born, I asked Rouf to meet you. But you're not there, and no one knows where you moved to”

“Gusty. Really, mbak?”

“Bene. While I feel sorry for Rouf, I force him to find you”

“Mbaaak”

“In the end, I have to accept reality. If I can't share this happiness with the person I miss the most

Bu Lusi could only look at Ratih's face without knowing what to comment.

“In exchange, as my kangen medicine, I ask the same permission mas Rouf make your name for our second child”

“Lusiana Princess. So?” muttered Madina.

“Iya” replied bu Ratih.

“Mbaaak”

Miss Lusi is crying again. He was crying in the lap of the coach. The guilt and shame re-emerged. The person he had once maki-maki, turned out to be the one who missed him so much.

“Mbak, people who are guilty should be punished. Love me punishment mbak, for the sassness of my mouth that does not know the ethics of your family, mbak!” pinta bu Lusi's.

“Yang really. I found you from childhood, now want punishment?”

“Are you not angry with me, ma'am? I will too, “

“Udah, don't talk weird, ah!” cut off Ratih's ma'am.

“My kangen taste, much bigger than my anger. And meet you, much more cool than dapet togel five numbers” continued bu Ratih.

“Ha ha ha ha” bu Lusi laughs at that answer. It was as if there were funny memories among them about the lottery.

“Walah, the tea is cold. Monggo, please drink!” exclamation bu Lusi.

Everyone laughed at the call. Madina the firmer. Madina actually wanted to say that. But it's not good to interrupt that important conversation.

Without them noticing, there was a pair of eyes observing them from the front door. He was about to visit, but hearing such a serious conversation, he tried to hold back. He seemed to dislike the warmth of the two families. For a long time he could not stand it and chose to undo his intention to visit. He went to a car parked outside the yard.

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