The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

luki's father died

Ms. Lusi was seen pacing back and forth in the living room. For the umpteenth time, his phone got no answer. While Madina and Mr. Fajar are ready with all black clothes. And Mr. Fajar has asked and asked again.

“Halo, Del. Where else, anyway?” exclaimed Ms. Lusi, as soon as the call got a welcome.

“This, new nyampe gallery again. Abis nganter sampler Abram” Adel, who just arrived at the gallery replied with gasps. Madam Ratih got interested in seeing him.

“Buruan kebali! Waiting for gap” said bu lusi.

“What's up, ma'am? how worried is that? Mr sick?” ask Adel. Now it is not only Ratih ma'am who is interested in his attention, Princess who just entered the gallery is also interested.

“Not. Want to be invited to visit”

“Who died, ma'am?” ask Adel. Mrs Ratih scrunched her forehead.

“Pak Imam”

“Hem? Which priest, huh?” adel asked confused. The princess looked at her mother.

“Pak Imam Pratama. His father was Luki” replied Bu Lusi half-screaming.

“Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi roji’un. How can?” adel was shocked.

“Accident” replied bu Lusi.

“Udah, hunt home! Mr. udah pacing aja tuh” continued bu Lusi.

“Seriously, mom? I don't giveprank Adel, do I?”

“Ngapain use ngeprank all? Extremely imprint use rich way gitu” replied bu Lusi half sewot.

“Yes. Yesterday was a big bang. Why now hurry?”

“We respect Mas Luki, dear. After all, he's still good with us. You can't forget people's services, baby!” answer to miss Lusi.

“Buruan, don't do it anymore!” ms. Lusi's orders.

“Iya, bu” Adel replied floating.

A few moments after the phone connection was cut off, Adel was still stunned. His memory instead returned to a case that had not happened long ago. There was so much he considered. Including thinking about her lover's feelings. Also the feelings of his beloved family.

“Mbak, what's up?” tegur bu Ratih's.

“Eh. Eee. Here, mom. Just now Adel's mother told him, if Adel was told to go home, wanted to be invited to serve” Adel replied somewhat stuttered.

“Come where, mbak?” ask Princess.

Adel did not answer immediately. He was a little afraid to mention the name of the person who died. Although he was sure, the Princess had already heard that name.

“Pak Imam Pratama” replied Adel.

“Imam Primary? Rich ever heard of, huh? But where?” princess Gumam.

“Eem. His father was Luki” said Adel, a few moments later.

*Oh yes. Madina used to say. Astarghfirulloh. Turns out his father mbak Adel is still a pro the same Luki it*.

“Nduk?” tegur bu Ratih's.

The princess who was daydreaming, gasped to hear the stirring. Adel could read, if the Princess did not like to hear the name she called.

“Bu, Adel ask permission first. Can, right?” adel asked Ratih.

“Oh, definitely. The call of the parents, should be immediately responded to. Let the gallery, the mother who guards” replied Mrs Ratih.

“Still, bu” said Adel while salim on bu Ratih.

“Put, mbak permission first, yes?” ask Adel to the Princess.

“Ya” replied Short Princess.

But he kept salim and kissed Adel's hand. When he kissed the hand, Adel turned to Ratih's mother. And Ratih smiled as he nodded.

“Assalamu’alaikum”

“Wa’alaikum salam” replied bu Ratih and Putri compact.

Get out of the gallery again. Quickly he went down the stairs. While descending, Adel took the time to send a voice message to Budi.

*Assalamu’alaikum, Bram. Tata ask permission to go home first. Father same mother ngajakin Tata. Yes, he was sent to Luki's mas house. Father died. Actually Tata is not happy to make it there. But maksa's mother. Sorry Tata yes, Bram. Setup, Tata only skipped, no more*.

Arriving on his motorbike, he immediately sent the voice message and then turned right while honking his horn.

I was stunned when I read that message. There was a sense of jealousy that immediately burst forth. There were some questions he wanted to ask, but he failed on his own. He weighed and weighed again.

“Why the hell, Bud?” erika Reprimand.

“Ah? Oh, eng, no. No papa” replied Budi stuttered.

“si Adel makes another move?” asked Erika quipped. He looked over and scrunched his forehead.

“Enggak” reply Budi later.

“Oh, okay. Farah wants tuh” report said Erika. Instantly Budi's gaze moved to Farah.

“Why, mbak?” ask Budi.

“This, want to be installed next to what back?” ask Farah.

“Side, dong. The back will have an LED” screen, replied Budi.

“Oh, yes. Forgot me. Okay, thanks” said Farah while patting her eel.

I smiled at Farah's expression. He's a little bit down on his jealousy. Thinking again for a while, he replied to Adel's short message. No matter what Erika's eyes kept watching her.

*Ati-ati, Ta! Deliver my condolences to Luki. Samein also sorry, can not serve*.

In the vehicle that drove towards the solo, Adel let out a heavy sigh. My words feel ambiguous to him. He felt that the sentence was just a formality. So that her lover looks fine, so that she calms down during the trip. In fact, there are so many feelings of jealousy that he is holding back.

“Udah don't think! Mas Budi there is a guard. There will be mbak Erika, there” whispered Madina. Sontak Adel glared.

“Kok adek even godain shot, anyway?” sahut Adel's.

“Hi hi hi hi hi”

Madina laughed softly at her brother being seduced by her temptation. His laughter even became firmer when his ears got a jewel from his brother.

“Udah can be shot, now, yes?”

“Quiet mbak. If you are jealous, that is good. Then, in his mind, there was only Adel” whispered Madina again.

“Sok tofu”

“Dih, argain. That guy, mbak. And you should be made jealous anyway, periodically”

“Widhi. Prospective psychologist, nih” comments Adel.

“Teori where is it? make the jealousy wear what, try? If periodically, yes the address stamped girl is not real, lah” asked Adel.

“Not jealous anyway, curiously” drive Madina.

“Kaya ibu” whispered Madina in Adel's ear.

“Means?”

“Kalo gaffer there is a sedain, mom likes to pretend to be ignorant. Pretending to be busy with hape. Abis it, father curious dong. Once captured, hape mom” replied Madina still in a whisper.

“Lu's oath?” adel asked, whispering as well.

“Bene. Madin see yourself”

“Keep, what's in hape mom?”

“Nothing at all, I guess. People mothers also go directly to kitchen”

“Terus?”

“Debates, lah”

“Heboh?”

“Banget”

“Continue, ending?”

“Well, that's Madin nyesel, see”

“Cock niesel?”

“No can niruin, mbak. Can't” yet

“Hempf. Sumpeh lu?”

“Truly”

“Adek watch sampe kelar?”

“Ya, no, lah. Underwork. People can't niru”

“Ha ha ha ha”

Bu Lusi can only shake his head. Although he did not hear what his two daughters were talking about, but in such whispers, he could guess that the two were talking about it.

And with his adept story, Adel became calmer. He can think positively. He has one belief, even if jealous, most Budi only briefly. And as his sister said, Budi's jealousy is a clear sign that Budi really loves him. More precisely, he loved her very much.

***