The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

adel's rocking hot again.why?

Arriving at the destination, it was seen that Mr. Paul was having a serious conversation with several people. His body gestures looked serious, but the place they were at, did not imply that they were discussing big business.

Because of the place they are in, it's not like a fishbed cafe. It's just that this place blends with a pretty luxurious resort. From the logic it feels very if they are not Indonesian. Dialects serve more viscous in Malaysian malay.

Paul who saw their arrival immediately waved his hand. Inviting Budi and Erika to join. Paul proudly introduces Erika as his secretary, and Budi as PPIC staff. The two immediately engaged in a cross-country business conversation.

There are so many things that guests from the neighboring country ask. And Budi's explanation of the production process, especially if there are special orders that are sudden and urgent, successfully convinced the guests to drop their choice to PT.PRAM.

After nearly an hour of discussion, they finally agreed to take a break. Especially when Budi said that he had not prayed.

Instead of accepting the guest's offer to eat the food of the hungry procrastinator, Budi prefers to immediately fulfill his obligations. He said his hunger was no stronger than his worry if he ran out of time to pray. The guests praised his attitude. And they follow the obligation.

Erika did not pray, she reasoned that she was being idolized. Be him sitting alone at the very end of the table, closest to the shore. Enjoy fruit soup in the heat of the afternoon.

While recharging her phone's battery, Erika enjoys a live broadcast from a celebgram. So excited to watch, he did not realize that someone was walking near him.

“Mbak” call that person.

“Eh. You, Bud” Erika said. He was shocked, and reflexively looked back.

“Bring casan, no? Abis. Forgot ngecas” asked Budi.

“Yeah, again dipake, Bud. Same, my battery is low. From earlier hard work continues, sih” replied Erika with a smile

“Hemm” complained Budi while sighing.

“RIKAAA”

Someone called Erika's name. Just contact him tilted his body to the left, looking for a point of view that is not covered by Budi's body. While Budi himself also reflexes to look back.

“Ya, sir?” answer Erika.

It turns out that guy was Paul. He waved his hand, asking Erika to come closer to him. Eric got up from his chair. A clap he gave to Budi's shoulder, as a sign that he was allowed to leave Budi.

For a while, Budi still directed his eyes towards Erika. He's still on standby, maybe he needs Paul too. But in fact it's not. Rame's voice from Erika's phone distracted her. He turned his eyes to the phone.

“Adel?”

Somewhat surprised he saw what was playing on the screen of the phone. It was not about the live broadcast that surprised him, nor the existence of Adel in the place where the broadcast was held. But the appearance of Adel that makes Budi surprised. Adel swayed with a slight bend of his body, thrusting the back of his body further back. And he spoiled words as if teasing the man dancing behind him.

Although it still looks elegant and not tacky, but it is enough to cause jealousy in the heart of Budi.

Given that Adel once promised him not to sway fun again, Budi felt that Adel really meant to change. But the fact that he saw it, made a big question mark. What happened to Adel?

Erika who was accompanying Paul discussed cooperation with guests from Malaysia, had a look at Budi. He smiled knot.

Budi tried to touch Erika's phone screen, and wrote the word, good, in the comment field. When the comments appear on the screen, knock out the prejudice Budi if the person playing it is a Video. Especially when someone responds to his comments it further strengthens the fact that what he is seeing is a live broadcast.

The longer you watch the live broadcast, the greater your jealousy. He was unable to continue watching Adel's performance, which was getting spoiled and tempting to the presenters around him.

He's gone from that table. He just left Erika's phone without touching her again. Heart rages. There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask Adel. But given who he was and who Adel was at first, he felt it was inappropriate to question that. There is no official bond giving it the right to ban.

*Why are you so much, baby? Do you enjoy that kind of boredom? Have you not been that way all this time? I don't know about it? If we are married, how? Is it because your father again drag income, so you renege on your own promise to make as much money as possible? Why should that be, Ta*?

The questions that piled up in his mind, only he was able to pour out in his heart alone.She let out a heavy sigh, he walked towards the place ordering food.

In a different place, Adel bent his body to the audience to say thank you, at the end of his performance. Her sweet smile successfully invited a standing ovation from all invited guests. Two musicians helped him pick up money scattered on the floor. The money that was splashed into Adel's body during the time he performed the song.

“Del, don't get too hot!”

Tati whispered in Adel's ear, immediately after Adel sat down next to her.

“You think I like, what?” adel also whispered.

“I'm so scared that there's a live fad here. If you know, you can abis, I” continued Adel.

“Yes. You know that, why is it so fun, Del?”

“Read it yourself, deh!” answer Adel.

He gave his cell phone to Tati. And a moment later Tati's eyes were wide open. He also covered his gaped mouth. He looked towards Adel. But Adel didn't notice.

“Gila”

That was the first comment that came out of Tati's mouth. His eyes were still wide open, reading line by line, the short message that was on Adel's phone screen.

“The bride is that?” comment again. But Adel still didn't notice it.

“Ih, this crazy person”

“Kan bridegroom is very beautiful, Del. Very sexy, again. How to even ngayalin you?” ask Tati. Adel just throws his lips, as a sign that he doesn't know either.

“Ih, please do this, Del. Want to hold his wife while you shake. Astaghfirulloh” Tati.

“Know right, now?” ask Adel. Tati looked at Adel for a moment.

“Pantesan, om Diki speak very loudly with you” comments Tati.

“Ih, people have the power anyway? Pake ngancem will bubarin us, if not obedient. Sebel, I” Tati continued.

“Udah yes, no need to protest again!” pinta Adel snatched her phone back.

Tati could only be stunned at the annoyance of her best friend. He won't answer. He knew that all Adel needed right now was a loyal listener, not advice. He elus-elus backs Adel as a form of support.

After the meeting with the businessman from the neighboring country, Erika and Budi were welcome to return to the factory. While Mr. Paul continued his activities with a friendly with his guest.

In the car, now Budi is not as happy as when leaving. He looks dreamy. His mind was still floating, recalling what he had seen on Erika's phone screen.

“Bud” reprimand Erika.

“Hem?” Budi flinched from his daydream.

“I'm sorry, huh? I don't mean to make manas-manasin kamu” said Erika. Be smiling.

“Iya. It's not your fault, though. It's my destiny, I have to see it”

“I didn't accidentally either, look at that. I really want the mastiinnya, I did not hear you nyamper. So I haven't scrolled yet, you've come first”

“Ya, if Alloh wants to praise, how to like does not make sense”

“Agree”sahut Erika.

“Includes if Alloh wants to open the original person” continued Erika. Soot Budi turned to him.

“Eh, not Adel. My ex, Bud”, Erika said.

“Oh. Why, former Rika?” ask Budi.

“Yes, that's it. Say faithful, not yearya crocodile” replied Erika. That answer can make Budi laugh.

Budi did not answer. His mind was sidetracked by the rows of resorts along the way. All forms and uniqueness, very spoil the eyes. But he seems to have found nothing.

Speaking of tourist attractions, it is already a package between the inn and the place to eat. Entertainment and attractions have become part and parcel as well. But do not tourist attractions also have a correlation with creativity?

Crafts should also be a part that blends with the charm of this nature. But instead Budi has not seen a single craft place, which shows the process directly. So far, he's only seen results ready to be won. It was also just limited to clothes, bags, hats, and the like.

“Why are you smiling?” erika Reprimand.

“Ha? Oh, enggak” though stammered, but Budi's smile expanded wider, accompanying the short answer.

“Don't you guys ever do that here?” guess Erika.

“Ha?” Budi jerked.

“Ha ha ha ha. Tell me, yeah?” said Budi while laughing.

“Dih, you swear, ever been so the same she was here?” asked Erika in shock.

“Ha ha ha ha. No, lah. Sidangan” reject Budi.

“Cirain. Smile yourself, keinget time again indejoy”

“Pengennya anyway, same kamu” chirp Budi.

“What?” asked Erika in shock.

He turned his head towards Budi, without stopping his car. For a few seconds, they looked at each other. Erika couldn't believe what she just heard. He was also stunned by the look of Budi's eyes.

“But boong”follow Budi. He laughed without a sound.

“ADOOOOOH”

Next, he complained in pain, having gotten a hard pinch on his right arm. Despite the pain, I laughed again. He was happy to be able to prank his boss.

Erika pretends to sulk. He felt ashamed to have been successfully bullied by Budi. He was also annoyed at himself, unable to read the direction of Budi's conversation. He can only hope, hopefully Budi did not tell this to Aldo and Riki.