The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

what else is this ordeal, huh Alloh?

This morning Adel was off from college activities. He used his morning time to calculate cash flow in his father's wood workshop. His forehead wrinkled. He was thinking hard, how to save even more.

Without him noticing, from the front, there were guests coming. Adel did not hear the sound of reprimand between the guest and his mother. Even when some of his customers were talking about the guest, Adel was still focused on seeing the production machines. Make a stop watch that keeps ticking. Slowly he began to realize the existence of others around him. But he refused to take his eyes off.

“Assalamu’alaikum” greet that guest.

“Wa’alaikum salam” Adel replied.

But his eyes were still focused on the machine and stop watching. Bu Lusi to ruffled the waist because of Adel's attitude. While chuckling, the guest asked Ms. Lusi to let Adel with her busyness.

“Eh, loh. Brother Farah?” Adel cried, a moment later.

He was surprised, when he turned his head, it turned out that the guest behind him was not what he had imagined.

“Nah, right. Mama told you, if anyone lives, noleh! Fortunately, mbak Farah” suhut bu Lusi.

“Yes did it again count time, bu” kilah Adel.

“Haihi. Nature follows all. Though you were born again, not in print” murmured bu Lusi.

“What?” adel asked less.

“Nggak” replied bu Lusi while passing away. That reply, while chuckling, made Farah laugh.

“Masya Alloh. Emang mismatched, in pairs with Budi. visioner” comments Farah.

“Amiin. Yes, good comments from great people. Fly this, I” said Adel while greeting Farah.

“Tumben, did Farah come here? Si Aldo where?” continued Adel.

“There. He is one part the same. So the task is not far from the task Budi” replied Farah.

“Oh. Means the arrival of this mbak Farah, make other business, so?” ask Adel curious.

“Iya. Same compliant parts I”

“Oh. If so we go to home, so it is more comfortable” invite Adel.

“Father is?” farah asked, as she followed Adel walking.

“Yah. You have not returned, mbak” replied Adel.

“Old, no? We wait for you all”

“Eem, less know, mbak. He said on the way home”

“Oh. New raw materials?”

“Not, sih” replied Adel.

“Please sit down, mbak!” adel continued to invite.

“Thank you” replied Farah.

“Bapak did go from yesterday, take care of the machines, mbak. In Jakarta” said Adel explained the answer earlier.

“Jakarta? How acquired? Why not just by phone?” asked Farah with a surprised expression. That expressive question left Adel confused.

“Yes, because it has been helped in such a way, if only by phone, said the father is not polite” replied Adel.

“Mbakwas. Jakarta is again. School boy is being entertained. Now jum’atan not allowed, you know. How to get there?”

“Kan just met one person, mbak. Local people, really. InsyaAlloh, I didn't hitakan” Adel replied with a smile.

“Yes. Hopefully sir Fajar healthy always” comments Farah.

“Sorry yes, mbak. I was just worried. You see, my relatives if the story, serem” continued Farah.

“Yes, mbak Farah. No papa. Even my smile, get that kind of attention. Feel rich talking to your brother. He he”

“Chat his business while ngeteh, ya”

Unbeknownst to them, Ms. Lusi was already in front of them. both her hands held a tray containing two cups of warm tea, and a plate of snacks.

“Masya Alloh, mom. Kok bothers all” exclaimed Farah.

“Cuman water, mbak” replied bu Lusi, while serving her banquet.

“Monggo!” continued Ms. Lusi invited.

“Thank you, bu” Answer Farah.

Miss Lusipun went out from before them. Adel invited his guests to drink. For a moment their conversation stopped. They both enjoyed a warm tea dish and a pastry on the table.

“Eem, sorry, mbak Farah. I became curious. What, can I help you with?” adel asked, a few moments later.

“Oh. Gini, mom. Eem, ”

Farah's sentence hangs. The look on his face and eyes changed in an instant. The cheerfulness of a moment ago, had now changed into lethargy, confusion, and there was a slight look of fear. Fear of offending the host.

“Actually I bring bad news, mbak” continued Farah. Adel scrunched his forehead.

“Means Farah?” adel asked not to understand.

“Eeem. About purchase order that we have published”

“Why, mbak? Something wrong?” adel asked, optimistic.

“Neg. It is not a contract between us that is problematic, but up there Sana” replied Farah.

“Means Farah?”

“Mr. Isaac submits consideration to the thirtyth chapter of our contract, about force major”

“What?”

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Adel was shocked to hear the answer.

“Yes. Right after we met the other day, right PRAM got grebek, MR. Isaac called me. He said that the pandemic conditions in Germany are very alarming. Various kinds of restrictions are made. In other European countries as well. So he said, this year furniture sales could not be as much as last year. Yesterday, he said he hadn't been sent. I can't get out of the border at all. Which we sent yesterday, also can not enter Germany”

“Not broken, mbak Adel” said Farah trying as soon as possible.

“Then?”

“Mr. Isaac filed for a delay in the purchase. Until this emergency was successfully overcome”

“How long? A month, two months?”

“That we can't answer yet, mbak”

“Astaghfirulloh” complained Adel while covering his face with both palms.

“Continue we pay the machine pake what, mbak? Just depe it” complained Adel.

“We know, mbak. I came also not just memuman nyampein what we denger” replied Farah. Adel looked at him in a doldrums.

“Since that day, until last night, we in the company continue to strive to continue without pause. Until we get down to the lawyer to help. Up thumping too. We are also losing, Mbak. Sama”

“Terus?”

“But all the conditions they say, we cannot deny. All the options that we propose, mental same state. Not to mention the negative sentiment of the market. The need for foodstuffs is predicted to defeat other needs, if this pandemic cannot be overcome

“Allohu Akbar” complained Adel.

He leaned his body back, and again covered his face with both palms.

“What other trials are these yes Alloh?” muttered.

“We know about the condition of Mr. Dawn, yes conditions mbak Adel. We also seek compensation based on article thirty-one” Farah said.

Adel did not immediately react to him, the delay of the purchase was like throwing him to the bottom of the abyss. He had not thought of how to tell his father about this.

“We've got three hundred compensation also for Mr. Dawn. No. We subtract a dime. Also payment for delivery kloter to four, which is mbak Adel do” continued Farah.

Adel still hasn't budged from his position. He's really fucked up, his mind. For him, that kind of money was still far from what he expected. Just getting back the loan is not enough. Surely the payment of the debt will be delayed past the deadline for repayment.

“Eh, no guests”

There was a cry from the front door. Sontak Adel straightened his body in surprise. Immediately the fear perched in his heart.

“Bapak?” mumbled Adel.

“Pantesan does not welcome mr” continued Pak Fajar.

“For a long time, mbak Farah?” ask Mr. Fajar while greeting Farah.

“Oh, no. Not long ago, pak” replied Farah stuttered.

“Oh” comments pack Brief dawn. He felt something strange about his guests.

“Tumben mbak Farah herself who played here? Changein Aldo, do you want to see Adel? Do you want a new MOU? He he” asked Mr. Dawn, still in the style of pleasantries.

“Father take a shower first, gih! Abis from a prone place, should immediately take a shower. Shouldn't have nyalamin mbak Farah first” cut Adel.

“Astaghfirulloh, yes. Yes already, I took a shower first, yes?” pamit pak Fajar's.

“Please, pak” replied Farah.

“Mbak Farah also wash her hands! What a bath in Adel's room! Let's not stick to virus” advises mr. Fajar.

“Iya, sir. Baik” replied Farah.

Mr. Fajarpun went to the back. Looks like she intends to take a bath in the back bathroom. First bathroom before making the bathroom in the room.

“Huuufft”

Adel heaved a sigh of relief as he threw his body onto the sofa. His hands were massaging his forehead which was beginning to feel dizzy.

“We're sorry, mbak. Just to the extent of our ability”

“Ndon't know, mbak. Dizziness I” replied Adel.

“Kalo know it will be this way, we do not wake up first, it's a woodworking workshop” continued Adel.

“Iya, ibbak. Sorry”

“I did not turn on Farah” said Adel while forcing a smile.

“I was just round just the same situation this” continued Adel.

Farah did not comment. He doesn't know what to answer. Even as part of the company, he did not need to be so humble, but his friendship with Budi, made him not feel good. Moreover, he felt that Adel was like a friend himself.

“BAPAAAK”

There was a scream coming from the kitchen. They both were shocked.

“TOLOOONG”

There was another typical female scream.

“Bapak?”

Adel immediately jumped from his seat. Regardless of his guest, he dashed to the source of the sound. Farah followed Adel from behind. Some of the artisans also went in to find out what was going on.

“YA Alloh, mom. Father why?” ask Adel when he gets in the kitchen. He saw his father lying unconscious.

“Father fainted” replied bu Lusi.

“Kang, ready for the car!” shouted Miss Lusi.

Quickly, one of his employees, Mr. Fajar, ran out. And the others swiftly lifted the body of Mr. Dawn. Adel himself ran ahead of the others. Preparing for access and a place to put his father.

“Buruan, kang!” pinta bu Lusi after Pak Fajar got into the car.

Adel who had gone down did not have time to enter again. The driver who drove the car directly gas to the hospital. Farah offers her car to drive Adel. Adel did not reject the offer. Both of them left, after Adel left a message to his customers.