The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

incarcerated

Budi again felt his body hurt, after a long time did not feel anything. He felt a stream of cold air coming from his right. And there was a warm one on his right palm. Slowly he tried to open his eyes. The pain in his head made him want to touch his head. But his right hand was stuck with something warm.

*CLIENT*

When Budi raised his left hand, there was something holding him. As much as he could muster his consciousness. Trying to observe what was in his hand.

*borg*?

Yep. There was a chain metal object called handcuffs wrapped around his left hand. Connected to the frame of the bed it occupies. A moment of confusion swept over his heart. What if he got this unnatural thing?

*Huuufft*

For a long time he remembered the last incident he had experienced. He remembered Adel's house, he remembered those thugs, he remembered Sandi. The last thing he remembered was a hot object suddenly piercing him from behind, in the area of his left back. The screams of Sandi's makian also lamat-jurangan back in his ears. Sandi said the police.

*fixes. Mr. Fajar told me to the police. I really have to face the law. Does Adel still not believe me? yes Alloh, give me the hint*!

He looked to the right. Seemed a sweet angel was sitting and sleeping on the edge of his bed. His breathing was calm and regular.

*Yes, it is. If Adel doesn't want to be with me anymore. Maybe it's my destiny. I can't keep making my little angel nervous. Most chatty angel, but most attentive*.

Among all the pain he feels today, he still feels happiness. There are still people who love him very much.

Budi touch his index finger and thumb on the chin of the Princess. For a while, the Princess did not respond. Still asleep in his sleep. But moments later, he started to get distracted. He began to get interested back in his consciousness. He looked puzzled, as he raised his head, there was a single smile on his back.

“Mas?” princesses Saya. It turns out he's not fully aware.

“Allohu Akbar's. Mas Budi siuman?” the princess said in shock. Smile again.

The princess immediately moved out of her chair. He went ahead, and it was like talking to someone. Budi guessed, if the Princess was invited to speak was a guard officer from the police. And sure enough, a policeman came up to him. But just look.

A doctor came in to check on Budi. The police were sitting in the corner of the room. Pay attention to every move of the doctor who examined Budi.

Budi get further handling, in connection with already aware of him. To the police, the doctor said that Budi could not be interrogated. Waiting for Budi's condition to recover, it can only be taken he said.

“Mas. Mas Budi ngerasain what?’ ask the Princess after getting permission to approach again.

“Mother where?” Instead of asking.

“Mother is still sleeping, mas. From yesterday I did not sleep” replied the Princess.

“Burn?” ask Budi wonder.

“Iya. Two days unconscious. Almost aja, “

The princess could not continue her words. Her tears just slid to remember the critical moments of her kang mas.

That sharp bullet almost took the life of his kangmas. Still lucky, Alloh saved him. The bullet seemed to be held back by something hard, as its sharp tip nearly pierced through Budi's heart.

“Sorry yes, Put. Budi always ngeyel. Always ngerepotin” says Budi.

“What the hell is it, mas?” princess is getting sad. He kissed Budi's hand. And he took the hand to his cheek. As if to embrace it.

“Zulfikar where?” ask Budi.

“Mas. Don't think too much! Rest again gih, let cepet seger!” sahut Putri.

“Huuufft”

Budi breathed heavily. He memorized the nature of the Princess. He began to imitate his mother's style if he wanted to avoid covering up his real answer. That unpleasant feeling suddenly stopped. Makes him not care to look at the Princess.

“Udah, mas. Princess iklas, really. If only the soul mate would come back. He just keeps his integrity” said Putri, knowing the meaning of the heavy breathing of his kang mas.

Out there, there is news about the artist, Adelia Fitri. Although in his absence, but his father has officially reported the case of sabotage of his motorbike and his father's wooden workshop to the police. Armed with the evidence obtained from Sandi. With Budi as his intellectual brain conjecture.

Just contact the virtual world with the news.some believe and some do not believe.

Included in PT.PRAM. Its employees are divided into three camps that discuss this issue with each other.

For those who know the past of Budi, feel that the arrival of Budi back to this city alone can be interpreted as a mission. Especially for people who have seen Budi and Sandi ever quarrel. So they felt that the accusation could have happened. They felt that Budi could indeed do such a job.

On the opposite side, there was Erika who always broke the questions and statements of these people. He was always on the side. Defend it by educating his friends about the legal process.

There are also those who compare it to the Stevani case. Erika explains that Stevani's case is too heavy with evidence. Endanger the company's position.

But if the case is Budi, the evidence can still be easily denied. His allegation is still quite weak in the eyes of the law. Although Budi himself must fight to break the accusations. By providing evidence that he is innocent.

The day has changed. The doctor has stated that Budi is ready to be questioned. Even though he's still pretty weak. Ready not to be ready, Budi still interrogated.

Many questions asked by investigators about the case reported by Mr. Fajar. About the evidence as shown by Sandi.

I reject all of those accusations. Questioning where the writings can be said to be a code? There are no specific references. And even if it's a code, from where it can also be connected to it.

The investigator said that Sandi had said everything, and testified for Mr. Dawn. Budi questioned Sandi's honesty. No one can be sure whether he is honest or not.

The investigator continued to search for it, even to the picture of the watch that the real thing does exist. At that point, Budi's answer sounded unconvincing. The investigator challenged him to prove that the date on the short message system could be changed. In the meantime, Budi will hold the status of a suspect. Budi can only sigh while continuing to beristighfar.

Elsewhere, Mr. Fajar is getting more and more eager to imprison Budi. Backed by Luki, she can even hire a lawyer to launch her charges. They discussed various scenarios of demands at the home of Mr. Fajar.

It is different with Adel. He seems to be worried. The feelings are mixed, between the hatred that is still residing, and the big question mark, about the truth of the short message first.

Indeed, the last sentence Budi the other day, still continues to ring in Adel's ear. And his heart always trembled when he remembered that sentence. Starting to worry, what if the accusations turn out to be wrong? What if Budi is right, if he's just being slandered? Adel could not imagine how much he would be the most hated person.

“Del?” reprove his father. Adel snapped at being reprimanded that loud.

“You are taught to talk. Why the hell?” continue mr. dawn.

“E, eemm. Hengkak” replied Adel.

“You've been abused, you've been copied, he still you think?” ask Mr. Fajar. Adel gasp.

“You father. Who feeds, father. Who broke out from small, father. So, you should know your father, not waji**** that” continued Mr. Fajar.

Adel was silent. He still doesn't know what to answer. His heart looks like it is big. But he was also confused as to which one he could trust. Reality in front of the eyes is indeed cornering Budi. It is true that his father asked for his support. He should have supported his father.

But that sentence. Budi will only say it when he is already on the verge of despair. It means he feels that he is not involved. But he has not been able to prove that he was not involved.

Although his status is now a suspect, but Budi get decent facilities. He was treated in the second grade. But it was sterilized so he was alone, of the two patients he was supposed to be.

He also got a respite to take care of his family. Not limited in number. It means nothing like in a holding cell that has a special clock. Here, his clock follows the hospital clock. And up to four people at once in that ward.

Why could that be? Apparently, without Budi knowing, there was the intervention of Zulfikar and David sir. Mr. David, as a senior and ranking, has the power to provide the facility. With hope, his son could still be accepted into the Budi family, even though in this case Zulfikar had to be at odds with Budi. Even had to stay away temporarily from the Princess.

“Eat first, ngger! Let there be energa” reprimand bu Ratih. A spoonful of rice has come closer to Budi's mouth.

“Mafin Budi, bu”.

His face looks frustrated. Madam Ratih put the spoon back on her plate.

“You are not wrong, ngger. Why apologize?” answer to Ratih.

“Budi don't know, if Budi can fight them”

“No need to fight, ngger. Just leave!”

“Pasrah?”

“Submit same Gusti Alloh. Ask Him for the solution! Insya Alloh, there must be a way” replied Ratih.

A smile on Budi's lips. Mrs Ratih smiled as well. Budipun finally wants to eat too.

*TOK TOK*

There was a knock from the front door. Madam looked back. The Princess's face appeared with a smile.

“Asssalamu’alaikum” greet Princess.

“Wa’alaikum salam” replied bu Ratih and Budi together.

“There are guests, mas” said Princess. But he's still in the doorway. Not in.

“Who, Put? Tell in, dong!” sahut ma'am Ratih.

And he entered with a veiled woman. Budi had scrunched his forehead. He was confused, as if familiar, but different.

“Know not, mas?” ask Princess.

Still trying to remember. The closer, the more clear the face. But he's like pangling.

He was trying to match that face with all the female faces in his memory. But nothing fits yet. Until the woman smiled.

“Allohu Akbar's. Liza?” exclaim Budi. The woman chuckled.

I was stunned to see the change in my ex-lover. What a beautiful sight for him. Until stunned he saw the beauty of Liza in hijab syar’i it.

“Udah better, mas?” ask Liza.

“Allohu Akbar's. You are very beautiful, Liz” praise Budi.

Liza blushed to get compliments from Budi. Seeing Ratih's mom staring at him, Liza took the initiative to greet Ratih's mom. I am still fascinated by Liza's beauty.

“Mas. Asked, it lho” reprimanded Princess.

“Eh, yes. Anu eemm. Ja. I'm better kok” replied Budi stuttered. Liza chuckled to see Budi misbehaving.

“Mbak This Liza, the theme is Budi?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Eem. Actually, yeah. But maybe I am not a good temen, bu” replied Liza. Madam Ratih looked confused for a moment.

“Oh. Okay. No need to feel that, ma'am. I even thank you, because Mbak Liza already wants to take care of Budi during there” replied Mrs Ratih.

“Eem. Mom, what's the satire? Why even thank you? Rules are also mad mother Liza”

“Hempf. Ha ha ha” princess laughs at Liza's words.

“Put!” tegur bu Ratih's.

“Ha ha ha. Yeah, yeah, sorry, sorry. The baby, liza's funny. Not an insinuation, that's real. About naughty anyway, emang mas Budinya badung. Liza's the victim. Must be a lot, others” replied Princess.

“Traditional. Sok know very well” kilah Budi.

“Sit, mbak!” princess Pinta.

“Oh, yes. Thanks” replied Liza.

For the umpteenth time Budi was stunned by the beauty of Liza. It looks better and relaxes the soul. Much different than being with him. Her clothes were always clothes that gave off a sensual aura.

“You've migrated, Za?” ask Budi.

“But mas. New nyobain. Sebulan” replied Liza.

“Good choice” thanks comment.

“I'm ashamed, if you keep it like you used to. Now many know me. I've had many opportunities that I live given to me”

“Oh, yes?”

“Ya. until hi level management already know the same I”

“Great, dong” Comments Budi.

“You are great, mas. I can be known, it's also because people know me once deket same mas. Every one called the name mas Budi, others became curious as I think”

“Terus?” ask Budi curious.

“Yes I said, I'm a moron. The pinter is mas Budi. What I explained was, the fruit of his thought was Budi”

“Yah. Why beramoin. No need!”

“Udah I said so, still on curious. Ask me to make the plan until it becomes. Sampe applied to lanes”

“Wow. Seriously?”

“Serious. Even now I am held the position that mas Budi lives”

“Aalhamdulillah's. That's good performance, Za”

“Iya. Alhamdulillahot. That's why I'm embarrassed to bring the name of Budi mas, but my appearance is still with clothes as they are. I decided to hijab. Yes, although still not comfortable. Still not the same body” suhut Liza.

Be smiling. For him, it was a good first step. Just consistency.

“Witing tresno jalaran soko kulino” comments Budi.

“What the hell?” ask Liza confused.

“Initially love, starting from usual” replied Budi. Lisa smile.

“Diminum first, mbak” chirps bu Ratih. He put mineral water in a glass.

“Oh, yes.thank you, bu” replied Liza, received the bucket.

“By the way, how can I know I'm being treated again?” ask Budi. Liza who was sucking her drink, smiled.

“Ratna who told you” replied Liza.

“Ratna?”

“Iya. Ratna Salsabila's. She's my cousin, mas” Liza replied with a smile.

“What? Seriously?”

“Yes seriously, mas. In fact mbak Liza nyampe here” sahut Putri.

“I want to help you, mas” said Liza. His face suddenly serious.

“Hem?”

“Now I'm coming by myself. Maybe tomorrow, I'll come along as a hacking expert. If the time to pursue, then Armita also wants to give a lawyer for Budi” mas

“Armita?”

“Well, loh. Mampus lo, mbak Adel. You think the same dear mas Budi just lo doang?” princess's Comment.

“Put!” tegur Budi's.

“Iya, mass. Excuse me. Princess kesel. Beautiful, her brain is not made”

“Hei. Do not forget the goodness of people, even if it is not in line!” budi Suggestion. Princesses nodded.

For a moment, silence enveloped them. Liza, of course, did not dare to open a conversation that became stiff because of the host himself.

“Before, I said thank you, mbak Liza. Honestly we do need that kind of help” said Mrs Ratih.

“Sama-sama, bu” replied Liza. They throw each other smiles.

“Besok, mas Budi can tell the chronology. Let's trace the digital trail. Insya Alloh, no matter how sophisticated the technology is used by this slanderer, my people can break into”, Liza told Budi.

“Please Yes Za. I think mother's prayer was answered through you” Budi replied.

“Mbak liza nginep where?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“After here, ma'am. Ratna's house will be deket from here” replied Liza.

“Oh, yes? Well, I used to want nawarin to make nginep at ibu” house

“Aduh, that difficult offer to refuse, ma'am. But Liza is afraid of baper” Liza replied.

“Wah, if the business of baper, weight mbak, rival” chirped Putri.

“Who?” ask Budi.

“There, deh” replied the Princess with a laugh.