The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug
adel's in an accident again



After performing the maghrib prayer, Budi returned to his office. He greeted some maintenance people who were overtime fixing the welding machine. When he saw that the PPIC & HRD/GA room light was still on, he knew Erika was still in the office. Budi hoped, something could help him stay away from Erika. Especially at this time of night, predictably, he will definitely take off his uniform.


“Eh,Budd. Thanks, deh. Kirain is back”


And true. Not only small, the color is similar to the color of his skin makes Budi aghast. Although not so visible.


“Why, mbak?” ask Budi flat.


“Your assessment report, has it been done right?” answer Erika with a question.


“Oh. Udah, mbak” replied Budi.


“Udah I submit too, kok” he continued.


Erika felt the awkwardness of the Budi gelagat. He also felt the blandest smile on that handsome face.


“Try leusin! I want to understand what you mean. Just read can still missed” Erika's orders. He approached the table as usual.


“I installed the projector first huh, mbak? More mantep tuh” replied Budi.


Without waiting for the approval of Erika, Budi then rose from his seat. He assembles the wires from his computer to the projector. He deliberately brought it from the meeting room to anticipate these kinds of things.


“You deliberately kept away from me, huh?”


A successful reprimand seized Budi's attention.he turned his head towards Erika.


“Hem?”


He scrunched his forehead, as a sign that he did not understand the purpose of the question.


“You deliberately avoided, right? Honestly, deh!” ask Erika again.


“Ya” Reply Short.


“Ih” comments Erika short as well. He hit his desk softly.


“Why the hell, Bud? are you worried?”ask Erika.


Just smile while continuing to prepare the projector.


“What do-don't Adel know?” ask Erika again.


“Ya” reply Be short again.


“Gosh. How can? you told him the same?”


“Mbakwas. You are his best friend. You don't understand him?”


“Yes if you don't tell me, where does he know?”


“Come on, mbak. Adel's eyes are already rich forward looking infra red, you know. One turret contains a variety of sensors. It is rich sonar. His brain is rich in AEGIS computers. No matter how small the strangeness was to me, he could detect it”


“And he's raging with you?” guess Erika.


Budi felt strange to see Erika impressed angry and dislike.


“Kalo he can not give a solution for you, yes why is he raging? He should have realized. It's hard code. It can't be, dong. He who has the principle of others who become bothered”


“Just the opposite, mbak” replied Budi.


“What?”


“Yes. She is precisely kalem”


“Lah. Are you even calm?”


“That scares me, madam. Permata if already beret difficult ngalusinya” replied Budi.


Erika gasps. He remembered someone. Someone who loved him very much. Someone who is always trying to understand himself, but he is less balanced. Until finally, the person was tired and went to dodge.


“Yes but you can't be that way, dong. What do you think I'm a dog, until you avoid getting rich?”


“I precisely mbak times, the dog budukan. Cannot control syahwat” sahut Budi. Erika gasps.


“Udah deh, do not keep the distance again rich earlier. I know the same as your life”


“But, mbak?”


“OK. If you're not comfortable seeing me undress, I'm wearing his uniform again” Erika cut.


He took out his uniform and wore it with quite a rough movement.


“Enough?” ask Erika. Not immediately answer.


“I thought, that way you can relax, Bud. You can be comfortable chatting with me. not just the same superior subordinates” said Erika. Budi just scrunched his forehead as a sign he did not understand.


“I'm stressed thinking about all this work. I need a temen to talk. I need a friend to joke. But you know for yourself right, who am I in the eyes of all employees? Make them I live dead they” continued Erika. Budi stared fixedly at Erika's eyes as a sign that she was listening.


“Riki how dare it just so, once again doang. But I was joking about it. I also want to get rich other girls, some are joking, some are seductive. But there's all those jipers. Look at me walk already rich see the devil. Dizziness me, Bud” continued Erika again. I smiled half-laughing at the story.


“Oke. if you just need a listener anyway, I can. But if you need an audience, oh no. I'm not strong” replied Budi while laughing.


“Iya, understand. I'm the one who was adem-hot”


“Loh, why? A potato? Ha ha ha”


“Udah ah, want to make coffee first, let seger. Wanna naw? All nih”


“Still mbak, no need”


“Why? Scared too much?”


“Copy mbak contains perangsang” replied Budi without looking at Erika.


He saw the wall projecting his computer screen. Erika glared at hearing that answer.


“Not coffee ding. Yours, mbak” ralat Budi.


“Means?” asked Erika curiously.


“Drowsiness, deh. Molor at most. Rather than literate, but jelalatan. Danger” replied Budi.


“But I'm wearing a shirt, Bud. You” to Erika.


*Huwannuru yahdil kha irina dziyau hu*...


The sound of their cell phones distracts them. I hurriedly took his phone. His sister's name was on her phone screen.


“Halo, assalamu’alaikum” sapa Budi.


“$$$$$$$$”


“APA?”


Erika was surprised to hear Budi screaming so loudly.


“Innallahi. How can? Where?”


“$$$$$$$$$”


“OK, okay. Mas Budi to there” said Budi then hung up his phone line.


“Adel mishap” said Budi before even being asked.


“What?” this time it was Erika who was squealing.


“I unplug first yes, mbak?” pamit Budi's.


“Ikut” by Erika.


“Please settle first, mbak! Entar is following! at the regional hospital” replied Budi while pointing at his computer and projector.


Budi rushed out of the office without caring about Erika. Even he ran to be able to reach the position of his motorbike as quickly as possible. The security who asked only got one word of answer from Budi, emergency.


Direct gas and go to the local hospital. Arriving at the hospital, Budi immediately asked the officer at the reception desk. When she answered that Adel was already in the treatment room, she felt a bit strange. Is the ER room full? Not likely. How thought.


“Assalamu’alaikum”


Budi greeted when he arrived at the room appointed by the officer earlier. Somewhat rudely he opened the door of the room until the one inside was shocked.


“Wa’alaikum salam” answer everything in the nursery.


Adel could already smile. She was being fed by Madina. There was Susi's mother next to her, talking to her mother and also the Princess. But there was no Dawn there.


“Ta, are you papa?” ask Budi while entering and approaching.


Princess and Madina stepped aside, giving room for Budi to meet with Adel. Mata Budi immediately scanned without waiting for an answer from Adel. His forehead shriveled at the wounds on Adel's left arm and temple. His eyes were glued to the calf covered in a blanket.


“Iya. there is also a wound, Bram. Just as rich this” said Adel answered Budi's eye gaze.


Budi touched his hand to Adel's chin, then moved Adel's head gently to look to the right. From the wrinkles around the bandage, Budi guessed that Adel's temple got stitches. It means that the skin is slashed by a sharp object.


The bandage covering the wound on Adel's left hand was also rectangular in shape. And there is also a wrinkle that is still visible to Budi. It means there are stitches there too. Scarring that is only around the finger makes Budi think that Adel was thrown after a hard impact. But, in the absence of casts or bone support wood, indicates that there is no dislocated Adel bone.


“Can you see her calf?” ask Budi.


“Bud!” tegur bu Ratih's.


Budi gasp. He stuttered when he wanted to say something. But in the end, not a word came from his lips. It made Mama laugh.


“No papa, Bud. After all Adel wear these pants, not naked” said bu Lusi gave permission.


With a slight chuckle Adel brushed off the blanket covering his feet.


Budi was surprised to see a long wound on Adel's thigh. Extending to the calf. There's a lot of stitches in there.


It was a bit creepy on him when he saw that wound again.


He remembered the wound on his back. He remembered how it felt. But seeing similar wounds on the body of his lover, felt more pain. In his heart he wanted to move the wound to his body. But it's impossible.


“Emang ngerem?” ask Budi.


It was already imagined in his mind, how the chronology of the accident. He knows the place where Adel was in the accident. The road to Adel's campus. There is indeed a stall across the street, if from the direction of Adel's campus. The storage and counter pulses are mostly cabinets and etalasenya of glass.


“That's it, Bram. Tata motor cannot be brake. Rich nyeplos, gitu”


“Astaghfirulloh. Nyeplos?” ask Budi in shock.


“Iya. absolutely no rapping. Ngeblong, that. Abram motor never did anyway, rich so?”


“From when does it feel nyeplosnya?” Be more curious.


“Ya just happened. Abis from campus”


Be contemplating. He is analyzing several possible cases related to the hydraulic system on the brakes. If it is still factory-built, and has never been repaired, it should not be such a total blong, thought Budi.


*Is this not sabotage? Can nyeplos be so without early symptoms*?


“Pas incident, Tata still conscious?” ask Budi.


“Neg. Consciously in the ER. I have a mother with Madin”


His face still looks tense. There are thousands of feelings coming out at the same time. There were a lot of words he wanted to say, but he was confused as to which one he wanted to say.


*Yes Alloh Ta, so sorry for you. Why don't I have a hunch, huh? is that as bad as my heart? Though he felt very fit to flood the other day*.


“Udah, Tata is safe, kok” said Adel while touching Budi's hand.


“Ya hurts, anyway. But it was handled by a doctor. So Abram don't worry, yeah! adel continued with a smile. Budi breathed heavily.


I have to see Adel's bike. If it's sabotage, there must be traces left behind. No matter how sophisticated the mechanics are, there must be signs. But where's Adel's motor?


“Assalamu’alaikum”


Their attention was all distracted by greetings from outside the room.


“Wa’alaikum salam” answer them almost simultaneously.


The little princess ran to the door and opened it.


“Eh, mas Zul's. Login, mas!” the princess said, knowing who is coming. Salim with Zulfikar.


“Ah, here is what I'm looking for” exclaimed Budi. All eyes were on him.


“Zul, Adel motor where?” ask without further ado.


But zulfikar did not answer. He greeted his future father-in-law and mother Adel. Including Madina and Adel himself.


“In polres, mas” replied Zulfikar when he experienced it.


“Liat, yuk!” take half the reign.


“Yah, mom. New also dateng” complained Zulfikar.


“Udah come. Jatah jagamu still arent, middle malem” invite Budi.


“Sama Princess?” zulfikar Goda.


“My name, lah. Sembangan” replied Budi excited. Everyone is laughing.


Budipun berampit to see the bike Adel. Zulfikar can only scratch the head. While Princess Haya can gawk. But Budi's silly behavior actually succeeded in making Adel laugh out loud. At the very least, it was good to reduce his trauma over the recent accident.


In the polres, Zulfikar directly shows Budi where the Adel motor is stored. Apparently there are still some officers from the laka-lantas unit who are checking Adel's motorbike. But there are also officers from other parts. David was there too.


“Well, loh. Just here, you” comments Mr. David, when Budi regretted it.


“Iya. dikirahya also new, pak” replied Budi.


“Hemm. Less sensitive, feeling” comments Mr. David while smiling seductively.


“There are findings, sir?” zulfikar asked an officer.


Zulfikar's question distracts Budi. He was stunned to see Adel's motor destroyed the front. The shock absorber until bent backward due to collisions with road guardrail concrete in high speed.


He imagined how hard the impact was. The body feels pained to imagine Adel was thrown until it hit the storefront and glass cabinet. His heart was slicing at the thought of how it felt to be slashed by a sharp object so long. He breathed a heavy sigh. He's still wanderlust. If he could, he wanted to move the incisions in Adel's body to his body.


“It. Brake padnya already abis” replied the officer asked. He gave Zulfikar the brake pad.


Budi was interested in his attention to hear that answer.he regretted this situation. With the release of the brake pad by the officer, it means he can not be sure directly, whether there is a removable mark or not before. He approached the police.


“Before you released earlier, is there a trace if the brake shoe was ever released?” ask Budi. All attention is on him.


“Not there, pak” replied the policeman.


“There's video?” ask Zulfikar.


“There. Nih” replied the other policeman.


Be careful to pay attention to the video of the release of the brake shoe bolt Adel motor. Indeed, there are no traces of dents or scratches as a sign that the bolt was ever removed. It looks new.


“They are rich in heat. Kaya often make speeding continues to brake impromptu” exclaimed the officer who showed the video.


“Aneh” comments Budi.


“What?” ask Zulfikar.


“Brake pad it is made from heat resistant material. The maximum speed of this motor is not two hundred kilometers per hour. It's too hard to make this pad melt like this” replied Budi.


“Continue, this?” ask the officer. Budi took over the brake pad.


She saw


“The form is rich abis in grinding. Pake the alus stone. But hasty. Too much eating”


“Yang out a lot of fire is that yes, mas?” ask Zulfikar.


“Iya” reply Budi accordingly.


His eyes were focusing on watching every stroke of the brake pad. With the help of his cell phone lamp he combed every milli of the four brake pads.


“Heem”


Let out a typical voice of the person who finds something. An angry roar instantly enveloped his face. He showed something shiny tucked between the brake pad to Zulfikar.


“Kalo I said, the shiny one is grinding stone powder granules” said Budi to Zulfikar.


Zulfikar took over the brake pad that Budi held. With his cell phone lights as well, Zulfikar observed what Budi was showing.


“Need to be taken to lab, mas. Let it be more certain” said Zulfikar.


“Ya, take aja” replied Budi.


But on his face, the anger was still very visible. He took his phone, was about to call someone


“Mas,serahin this case is the same me!” zulfikar said to prevent Budi.


Budi looked at Zulfikar with a look of dislike for his attitude. For a moment they stared at each other.


“When the lab results come out?” ask Budi.


“I will work tomorrow morning already out, mas” replied Zulfikar.


“OK. I wait for news” said Budi.


Budipun left after saying goodbye to all those who were involved in the conversation. Zulfikar did not come. He immediately processed Budi's findings so that they could be entered into the laboratory immediately. In order to find the answer soon, what Budi found is actually.


When he reached the position of the motor, Budi crouched down and noticed his own motor brake. He's trying to figure out the difference from the brakes Adel has.


*That feeling is a yellowish-rich bolt, huh? That's a yellow bolt, what's the effect of the lamp, huh*?


Go back to where Adel's bike is. Without speaking, he immediately squatted down and checked Adel's motor bolt.


*Baji\*\*\*\*. It's new, but it's not the original bolt. To\*\*\*. All replaced front-back. Whose job is this? Look out Van, if this is your work with Dino, the cave will not want any more goodness lo the same cave. The cave will make your life miserable*


“Bud”


A voice shook his daydream. Budi raised his head.


“Don't make Passi go to jail again!”


Stand up after hearing the advice. He stared at the question mark. Ambiguous advice according to him.


“Yes, sir David. Will not” replied Budi.


“It's good that you go home. Let us uncover this case” advises sir David again.


“Good, pak” replied Budi.


She went. Indeed, he was not willing to argue with David sir. Not that he complied with David's advice. He was still curious about Adel's motor.


*Where is the story of someone who has a lot of time to take off brake shoe without arousing suspicion*?


His brain was full of various scenarios regarding the sabotage process. He did that once, and had to bring a taget motor to safety first in order to replace it perfectly.


*But the campus parking lot is open, and security is maintained. How does the story tell if he can handle the sabotage? adel always ngunci handlebar when parking*.