The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

so building porters

Successfully reply to the behavior of mother – mother was not necessarily bullying against her stopped. Indeed, talking about the ugliness of the person is very fun. No matter who, or what background. If his heart is plagued with spiteful diseases, whatever he does that person he does not like, it will look bad in his eyes.

Maybe Budi is not the only – victim, but it is still the hottest issue at this time. Because everything about the ugliness is always reported very interestingly by the group of mothers – mothers yesterday.

This morning, Budi is still eager to run his new job. Job oddball, be a building porters. Although it seems trivial, but Budi likes. An offer from one of his neighbors that he did not waste – siakan.

Somewhat surprised at first, when he just arrived at his work location. Turns out she had to work with husband – husband of mother – mother yesterday. Only the handyman who asked him was not. This means that there are three people who are more or less the same nature, like to talk about the disgrace of others, and like to bully people who think they are weak.

But Budi did not bother. The most important thing for him is to work and earn income. You know, behind him, they like the fileak – kusuk talk about it. He also had time to hear, his mother's name was called – call. His heart is warming. As hot as the rising sunshine. But still he hold, because they do not say the light – bright.

“Eh, jngger. What'd you? Follow mr Tino?”

A voice caught their attention. Also, for a moment stop the work of hoeing him. It turned out to be his bud.

“Eh, Miss Kusno. Where are you going bu?” ask Mr. Tino, the handyman who invited Budi to work.

“This, mr. Tino. I want to go to Aminah's house. Uh, see there's a nephew here” replied ma'am Kusno.

“Iya ma'am, indeed she's coming with me. Yes even though not how much, but rather than nganggur” said Mr. Tino.

“What are you doing, Bud. Kalo bude nolongin kok nolak mulu. If Pak Tino who ngajakin really want to go straight?” ask Miss Kusno.

“Indeed Budi want to be given a job what is bu Kusno? If the work is good and the pay is great, we also want, bu” said one of the three porters.

“There are two,”

“Two? One for us why, ma'am?” tell that guy.

“Iya, mom. What's the job, ma'am?”

“Nguras septic tank WC. It's full, same e*k. Nyari sucer wc nemu – nemu” replied bu Kusno, like yesterday.

“Hmpf. Ha ha ha ha, nyedot WC” laughter of the person who asked earlier.

“Nyedot e*k bu Kusno. Ha ha ha ha” sahut the other.

“Weeek, disgust, mom. Just for you, Bud. It fits you so well. Same – same ta*. Ha ha ha”

“Hus, indiscriminately” snapped Pak Tino.

“Lha wong equals – equally useless again. The village also lost him. No one will be able to do a”

“HEEH, that's my nephew, yes. Tai, tai. Your mouth is ta*. Not horrified, ngger? You said so” snapped bu Kusno. The three people were confused and silent.

“From you getting hot hoeing, tired. Udah, mending follow bude. Nguras septic tank anyway, lightly” continued bu Kusno.

“Hmpf. Ha ha ha” the three coolies laughed out loud – bahak.

“Udah, sono aja, join your budget. Ha ha ha ha” said one of them.

“Your payment is also fixed. let me take the mintain to Pak Tino. At least half a day. Ha ha ha” sahut the other.

Still trying to hold back his anger. The three people actually entered the criteria for him to give action. They are all men – men. The three of them did not back down either. But the goal here is to seek fortune, not fight.

“Yes, pity you hoe. In Jakarta, you hold it to***, paduk” ledek one of the porters.

“Bulet, mont**” other legit.

“Oh, do you like to hold to***? Hold me*** also dong of course?” ask Kusno vulgar.

“Ya time no ma'am? Diobok – obok also certainly” sahut puli it.

“Surely also die***” is the other.

“Dipe***** “ other legit.

“Oh, so. Yes naturally, my niece is handsome, handsome, not rich you, you, you. Butek” says bu Kusno. Again – again the three people fell silent confused.

“So gig***only, how?” ask Miss Kusno.

“Wuuu, gig***kang”

“I want dong bu”.

“Tu, they want to. Yuk, there are more nyari” said bu Kusno.

“I aja bu” sahut si kuli's.

“Heh, this is for my nephew, not for you. Nyahut aja his work” snapped bu Kusno.

“No need to care about his age, is old anyway, sixties” continued bu Kusno

“Hmpf. Ha ha ha ha, lunglit” said one of the porters.

“What is it?” ask friend.

“Skin karo necklace. Sixty years, what do you want to feel?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha” they laugh very loosely.

Arrived – arrived Mr. Tino bowed to the left while smiling without speaking. Suddenly, everyone's attention was turned toward Mr. Tino bowed. No exception with Miss Kusno.

“Pak?” said ma'am kusno.

“So where's the fare?”

It turns out that what was called by Mr. Tino by bending his body was Mr. Kusno, Budi pakdenya. The question is flat, but it can make Ms. Kusno speechless. He did not reply, but turned his back and went to his real destination.

“Sorry yes, ngger! Don't go to the heart! Pakde is proud, you want to bother looking for your own fortune” said Pak kusno while patting Budi on the shoulder.

“Nggeh, sirde. Budi not angry kok” replied Budi.

“Three of you, go home. Don't work here!” said Mr. Kusno pointed at the three coolies.

“Loh, we will cooperate with Mr. Tino, not the same Mr. Kusno” elak one of them.

“I'm the foreman here. I hold the money. Whatever I want to say. You guys don't accept? Want me to police?” said mr. kusno in an angry tone.

“But sir?”

“SOAT!” snapped pak kusno full of emotions.

To have to hold onto his uncle. Because pak kusno wants to throw the hoe that Budi holds. The three coolies ran terbirit – birit. Relieved, his uncle came to defend him.