The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

the bertubi tubi

Budi directly drove his motorbike, directly to the city. Erika called several times. The vibration of the phone in his pocket. But the shadows of Adel's face always appeared along the way.

The long shadow of the wound, made his body feel pained. And his hatred for Stevani made him change the direction of his motorbike. He stopped by the police first. To the guard, he said he wanted to see Stevani. It was a bit odd the officer heard the person he wanted to go to. But then let Budi wait. Budi's red eyes made the officer more alert.

Stevani gasped to see who had come to visit him. He was hoping that Hendrash would come with good news. But it was Budi who was seen looking at him with reddened eyes full of anger. Many questions in his heart.

“A, what's up, Bud?” ask Stevani.

Stevani said the gaze was far more frightening than the gaze of the investigators.

“Satisfied?” Back to asking.

“Ha?” Stevani's confused.

“Lo's satisfaction makes Adel suffer?”

“Heraring? How can the cave make Adel suffer? In the future there is a cave can not”

“Bullshit” jolt Budi while punching table, slow down.

“During this gua biarin you use a lawyer, because the cave still inget your kindness the same cave. Like the word in the end you are free, the cave does not bother. But it turns out you're sadistic, Van”

“What girl, Bud? What is the cave?” stevani asked, crying. The accusation of kindness hurt her heart.

“Nwhat gelakuin? Yep. You are not doing anything. But can't you say the same ortu lo, make a cave nyerang aja, ha?” reply Budi. His voice was slow, but full of emphasis.

“Nerang?”

“Kalo that lo sabot is a cave motor, the cave will not be a problem. Like the word cave must be sprawled, the foot of the cave is broken, the cave can still accept it. Anywhere you've ever been good with caves. And the cave knows you are angry with gua” replied Budi.

His eyes glared sharply creepily. Stevani could only shake his head, dismissing the accusations.

“But lo nyabot wrong motor, Van” continued Budi.

“Bud, really, the cave doesn't understand the same thing you're talking about. Nyabot? Who's the cave order for the nyabot? The cave never commands anyone. The cave's been converted, Bud. Yes Alloh”

“No need to pretend! Just in time later, the cave will point the person in front of the eyes of lo”

“Bud?”

“And this is your last warning. Tell your order to stop Neror Adel! Don't force the cave to be anarchist!”

“Ya Alloh, Bud. Oath, “

*Huwannuru yahdil kha irina dziyau hu*...

“Mas. The phone please turn off, mas!” reprimand the guard officer.

“Oh, yes. sorry” replied Budi. He stood up and reached for his phone.

*adel*?

“Halo, assalamualaikum, Ta” reply.

“Braam, braaam please. Fireman's workshop, Braaam”

“Innallahi. How can?”

“There is a molotov throw, Bram” replied Adel. There were a lot of screams and screams as well.

“OK, okay. Abram back”

*Tuuut*

He turned his body back to face Stevani. Now not only his eyes are reddened, his face is also flushed. He approached the table, and thrust his head closer to Stevani's face.

“Ready twin shrouds, Van! Cave will send chief ortu lo here” Kata Budi full of anger.

“Astaghfirulloh, Bud. Adel why else?” stevani asked confused to get a sentence with the threat.

“Lo is sadistic, Van” said Budi while withdrawing.

“Bud, it's not a cave. That oath is not the act of gua”, Stevani exclaimed. Be not flinching.

“BUDIII” shouted Stevani. But Budi continued to walk without looking again.

The officer standing guard immediately moved swiftly, as soon as he heard the scream earlier.

“BUDII”

Stevani was still screaming again as officers secured, returning to his cell. He felt his body limp, unable to resist what he called slander. Slander that comes relentlessly.

Go straight from the police. He gives Erika a voice message that his wood workshop Mr. Fajar is on fire. And he wants to go back there to help put out the fire.

He called the fire department and asked if anyone had asked for help. It turns out that someone has called from the location that Budi mentioned. And there's a unit that's been sliding there. Yes already, Budi directly tancap gas.

He took a shortcut that rose sharply and meandered. Like a reliable racer, he spurs his bike to overtake many motorcycles and cars in front of him. He didn't want to miss a second.

In front of me was a long truck. Type of truck with a chassis that has been connected. Take a row a little far from the tail of the truck. He waited for a straight path to overtake her. Arriving on the straight path, he immediately sein right and immediately overtake. There's not much time. From the opposite direction, a bus is approaching at medium speed.

*Little more*.

Budi turned on his hazard when the bus in front of him turned on the dim light. He was prepared to take over completely.

*Toeeeeeett*

Suddenly the bus in front of him sounded his horn. The driver and passengers in his front seat waved at him. I don't understand what they mean.

*BRAAAAAKKK*

*SRAAAAAAAKKK*

*GRITUNG GRINGIT*

*DAAAKKK*

The violent clash in his head instantly rendered Budi unconscious. He doesn't know what happens next. He did not feel as many people swarmed him. He took her to the home of one of the residents. He also did not feel when someone examined his vital condition.

“Adel”

He began to wake up, even though he had not opened his eyes. He could feel the pain in his left arm.

“Adel” call him again.

“Mas, are you awake?” a voice provoked his heart to open his eyes.

“Aaah. Ssssttt”

“Sick, yes? sory, the cure is perih”

A woman smiled at him. Her face is shady and shady. I felt a lot of people over his head. His right hand held his head. His eyes are still a little swirling.

“Wah, don't catch the car. Very cute running”

A male voice caught Budi's attention. He wanted to look up, but his body still hurt.

“Do not move first! Rehatin first! Your body was shocked to hit hard earlier, to asphalt” said the woman.

I looked at the face of the wide-hijab woman. With eyes that are still somewhat rotating, it is like recognizing the woman.

“Suster Feni?” guess Budi.

“Kok?” continue to hang.

“This is home in-law I” replied suater Feni.

“Alhamdulillah” says Budi thanksgiving.

“Lah, abis people accident kok thankulillah?” ask Sister Feni confused.

“Alhamdulillah, Alloh has been pleasing to me. Both would be wretched, but I was placed in front of the house of a nurse. Try it in front of the iron” pande

“Hempf” Sister Feni chuckles at Budi's answer.

“You are, yes. This is how it is, you can still joke. Pantes the Adel is crazy about you”

“Adel?” ask Budi.

“Innalillahi” Budi continued.

“Bud, why are you? How do you say innallahi? Adel why?”ask Sister Feni.

“Manufacturer, workshop”

“Bud, don't stand up! You're still weak” exclaimed sister Feni.

“Astaghfirulloh, toloong!”

And right, he fell again.

Some men came to help Sister Feni raise Budi. He was positioned back to sleep on the carpet. But basic, he won't give up. He would not give in to his helplessness.

“Manufacturer, workshop”

“Ya Alloh, Adel's father's workshop why, Bud?” ask Sister Feni.

“Keba, keba, fire” replied Budi. He tried to get up again.

“Innalillahiwa inna ilaihi roji’un”

“I have to go there, sus”kata Budi.

“But you're still weak, Bud. Rest first! Surely there have been many who helpedin” said a man who supported Budi's body while standing.

Look at that man. He feels familiar. The man was the one who manned the sound system owned by the tent manager.

“Gak mas” replied Budi.

“Budd. You waste five minutes to recover your body. Here, drink the time!” sister Feni's advice.

Budi caved. There is a bad feeling if it is too bad for the people who have helped him. He was sitting on the sofa. She received the herbs that Sister Feni gave her. Very bitter taste of the herbs. But Budi forced himself to drink the herbal medicine, in order to immediately continue the journey.

Minutes by minutes passed. He began to feel changes in his body. It feels fresher and the aches are slightly reduced.

“You sure Bud, strong way again?” sister Feni asked, as she tried to walk in the living room.

“Yakin, sus. It's a lot faster than it was.” Answer Budi.

“Mending you is the same as me, Bud! tuh, there is a car juragan” said the man earlier. She was holding a small toddler.

“Tuh, same with Tofa! Your bike is left here aja” timpal sister Feni, while accepting the toddler.

“Okay, no need, sus. Ngerepotin” replied Budi.

“Ya continue, you want your own motor?”

“Iya. this matic motor”

“Mas, control the Budi, gih!” pinta sister Feni.

“Nevent gone, sus. Thanks though. It was treated, thanks so much”

“Yes already, I control till the fork there huh? All going to the rock. Buy components” mas Tofa mediates.

“Iya. Thanks, mas Tofa. Sorry, ngerepotin”

“What's the time, Bud” says Sister Feni.

Finally, Budi said goodbye to the family of Sister Feni. He thanked everyone who helped him. Including some people who were sitting in the yard.

Many suggest Budi to join mas Tofa only. But Budi is afraid of bothering many people. So Budi still chose to ride his bike. Although it has been hit hard enough from the back, but the Budi motorbike is still worth driving. Only the tail and front wings were broken and berets.

For the time being, Budi did not dare to drive his bike in high speed. He only dared to slow down. It was not trauma, but rather because his body was still unable to move as fast as when he was normal.

*TIN TIIN*

When Budi moved to the right, Tofa sounded his horn as a sign of parting. Budi replied by honking his horn as well. And he stayed alone down the road to Adel's house.

From far away it has been seen harmony in front of Adel's house. Fire trucks were also parked right in front of the entrance gate. Park the bike a little far away. With a gulp he forced his feet to walk closer. Slowly but surely he tried to break through the crowd of people who were helping as well as those just watching.

“Where are you from? Turn already new spool nongol” shouted Mr. Fajar as soon as he saw Budi approaching.

But Budi's view was already fixated on the charred workshop building. Although it looks a lot of burning, but at least the frame of the building can still stand firm.

“Astaghfirulloh, Abram”

Adel who saw bandages scattered on his arms, legs, even to the head of Budi, immediately exclaimed so surprised. He tried to bring his wheelchair closer.

“Bram. Abram's down? Where?” ask Adel again upon arrival in the position Budi stood. Be turned. There was Madina who helped Adel get closer.

“Abram is not papa, really. Sorry yes, abram telat” replied Budi.

“Ngak papa how? Astaghfirulloh, Bram. Abram has been to the hospital, not yet?”

“Create what? No papa, kok” replied Budi. He walked forward, it seemed like he found something.

He walked with a limp. Bending down was also with some difficulty. A broken bottle, typical of a liquor bottle, lay among the scattered wood. The neck of the bottle is still intact, with a small part of the body of the bottle still remaining. I smell the scent of the bottle.

*It's a kind of gasoline, but it's high octane. The smell is also special. It can't be an octane ninety, it's more. Probably octane nine five*.

“Emang bang***woman it”

He was surprised to hear the swearing beside his ear. It turned out that Adel was cursing. Budi was unaware of Adel's movements as he approached her.

“Ya Alloh, how come there are such sadistic people?” lamented Adel.

He took over the broken bottle Budi was holding. I don't know what to comment. He could only stroke Adel's head.

Slowly but surely, aching again spread in his left leg. Shortly thereafter, his right leg also felt sore.

Without excuse, he left Adel for the wall next to Adel's house. He reached into the cell phone in his pocket.

Leaning against the side wall of Adel's house, he called Zulfikar. Not strong enough to withstand the aches, Budi lowered his body slowly, until he sat on the ground.

“Bram, are you papa?” exclaiming Adel. She asks Madina to help her approach Budi.

“No papa kok” replied Budi while throwing a smile. Adel still looks worried to see the condition of Budi. She called Sister Feni.

Feeling that his call was not getting an answer. Just send me a short message, essentially asking if anyone has met Stevani today. But the message did not get an answer either.

The fire department that was still parked was finally ready. Leave this family and also the citizens who are still crowded.

Sayup-sayup Budi can hear the conversation of the pre-citizen. Some say that the perpetrator of the Molotov cocktail there are four people in two motorcycles. They also talk about the characteristics of the people and the motor that those people wear.

“Bud”

A call to attention. The three of them looked at the source of the voice.

“Lo not papa?”

It turns out that Sandi called. Half-run he approached Budi.

“Ngak papa” reply Budi briefly.

There was Sephia behind Sandi, was greeting Mr. Fajar and Bu Lusi. He seemed to express his concern over this fire disaster. Some of Sandi's men also greeted Mr. Fajar and Ms. Lusi, following their leadership's courtesy.

“Bud, we go to the hospital first yuk! Must have just felt it pegelnya” invite Sandi.

“Iya, Bram. Get treated first, gih!”adel timpal.

“Ron nine five, where's the sonny?” ask Budi, regardless of Sandi and Adel's advice.

“Bram, please! Tata again can not ngerawat Abram” said Adel. Their eyes met for a moment.

“Nat, can you call Sister Feni, right? I want abram treated first” asked Adel to Sephia.

“Suster Feni?” Sepia asked back.

He who was just approaching, was still less focused because his gaze was fixed on the bandage collection on Budi's body. While Budi is still trying to contact Zulfikar.

“Udah. It was treated with Sister Feni” replied Sephia, then.

“Udah?” adel asked confused.

“Yes. That was Sister Feni who was ngabarin us. He said, Budi was hit by a car right in front of his house-in-law” replied Sandi.

“Innallahi. Seriously, bram? You got hit by a car?” exclaimed Adel was shocked to hear from Sandi. Budi did not answer.

“Astaghfirulloh. Yes Alloh, give the servant a hint, yes Alloh! What is the ungodly servant of thee, O Allah, until thou hast brought the sadistic man to us, O Allah?” continued Adel.

For a moment the atmosphere became silent. Even the people who were clumpy were silent to Adel's complaints. Try to stand up. Aided by Sandi, she approached Adel. He rubbed his head.

“Ndi, still have access to eagle eyes?” ask Budi.