The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

arriving at home

Arriving at home, Budi was confused to see his environment was too quiet. Usually there are mothers who sit in front of the house looking for the wind. There are also those who usually just come home from the market. There is still much he can greet along this neighborhood road. But this time, there was absolutely nothing he had encountered.

“On mbesani, ngger”

Mrs Ratih gave an answer to the attitude of mind that looks right-looking left. Budi who felt he got an answer, immediately nodded in understanding.

“Who's married, ma'am?” ask Budi.

“Mas Basuki” replied bu Ratih.

“Wuih, Wet pack RW?”

“Iya”

“Gokil. Graduated also new, playing wedding. Well, not really, here. Nyalip who has a region” comments Budi, ending with laughter.

“Children of the rich anyway, free, mas” said Princess.

Hearing the word rich, his memory seemed to be the most beautiful in his memories with Adel. The main problem he faced first, was that he was not the son of a rich man. For him, it is a challenge that must be proven. But after the proof showed results, fate said something else.

“Mas” reprimand Princess.

Just look at it for a moment. But then he shifted his eyes. He was interested in the long trail on the ground of the courtyard.

To the lay eye, the trail may be barely visible. But for the eyes of Budi, the trail is still visible.

The trail is two and extends to the left edge of the page. There, the trail multiplied and the shape was irregular. His forehead was getting wrinkled when he saw that the fence plant looked different. The land looks new. Like it hasn't been planted long.

*What is this car trail? If you really, who dares to speed here*?

“Ngger, go yuk! We haven't prayed” tegur bu Ratih.

Bu Ratih embraces Budi and pulls him to go up to the house. Budi knows, his mother's attitude is a subtle language of unwillingness to be rejected. He complied with his mother's invitation.

“Mas Bud, his shoes” reprimand Princess.

“Walah, ha ha ha. Forgot, Put. Responsibility, ah” Budi's responsibility while laughing.

“Udah, biarin. Not dirty this, kangmasmu” shoes said bu Ratih calm the Princess.

Budipun then positioned himself on the guest sofa. He put his bag on the single sofa, then prepared to sit on the long sofa.

*Astaghfirulloh*

As he sat down, he felt something strange on his sofa. He smelled a very special smell. He still knew the scent. But there was no way that fragrance would stick to his sofa anymore.

“Why, mas?” ask Princess. He was confused by his brother's attitude.

But instead of answering, Budi closed his eyes. He tries to focus his mind. Then he breathed in the air around him. Plan, plan, slow, pull long and slow. She smelled that scent again. He believes he is not hallucinating.

“Mas?” reprimand Princess.

Surprised, he opened his eyes. But his mind is still in control.

*The car tire, hit the fence plant, the direction is rich from the river. If not wrong, that night Adel used his hape Putri*.

“Mas Bud's. Why, anyway? Make people afraid aja” scold Princess again.

“Neg. No papa” replied Budi.

“Kalo no papa kok nakutin that, anyway? sampe glared at gotu” protest Princess.

“Why the hell, nduk?” ask Ratih ma'am, as soon as it appears from behind.

“This, mas Budi. Once seated, it's weird. Prickling sandri, the abis glared at the Princess. Princess is scared, bu”

“Ngger, “

“Adel, how long sit on this sofa, bu?” cut Budi”

Bu Ratih gasped. He did not expect to get that question from Budi. He thought, with Budi close to Erika, would make him really sincerely take off Adel. But in fact, Budi can even guess what he has not told.

“Mbak Adel? When is Adel coming here?” ask Princess.

“Eeem. Because he called Putri” number replied Budi.

“That's in the gallery, kali”

“Oh. In galery” comments Budi short.

He did not prolong the question. He was busy taking off his shoes. The princess and her mother looked at each other. The princess, who was afraid of being caught lying, gave her mother a code of protection request. Bu Ratih replied to the code from the Princess. He asked the princess to calm down.

“Bu, tomorrow the sofa change, yes?” ask when you walk out to put your shoes down.

“Why should it be replaced?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Budi want a new atmosphere” replied Budi.

“Not all of his house is rerenov?” chirps Princess.

“Hem?” Budi don't understand.

“Kalo just find a new atmosphere, can you go to gallery” said Putri.

“Whatever if gallery, want to be flanked too. Not this couch! This is the legacy of Father. As long as it is still good, Putri does not permit Budi mas to replace this sofa with another” continued Putri.

“Putri” reprimand bu Ratih.

“Yes, still good. Cuman mas Budi gedek aja if ngebayangin the jerk is friendly with Adel on the sofa it” said Budi.

“Yes why also shadowed? Less work” exclaimed Princess.

“Check, Put, Put. This is not a hitler, who just wants good news. What do you cover up for? You are not a boong” player

“No jago boong?” ask Ratih ma'am.

Budi did not answer. He just smiled meaningfully at his sister. On the other hand, the Princess looked glared at her eyes looking at her brother's smile. Go inside his room. The room he had been in for a month was not occupied.

The hot air this afternoon made him want to take a shower. But when he looked at the bathroom door, his memory floated in the moment when Adel finished bathing, and used his sister's negligee. That slim body was so alluring to his eyes.

*Yes Alloh. Everything now has memories. It felt like just yesterday I saw her standing gracefully in front of that door. It feels like just yesterday the servant tried desperately for the love of the servant. But you set him up with someone else. How can I be sincere, if everything around me holds memories with him? It feels like the word is just a lip sweetener*.

“Maaas”

Suddenly the Princess came and hugged Budi from behind. Suddenly also his cry broke on Budi's back.

“Sorry Princess, mas! Princess doesn't mean boong. Princess just does not want to be sad. Princess wants to see Budi ceria again” said Putri.

Be smiling. He could feel such a deep affection from his sister.

“About, if the Princess has married Zul, the Princess will still love the time of Budi what not?” ask Budi.

“Ya tetep, lah. His name is also Adek's brother. Even if you are a grandmother, the Princess will still love the same mas Budi” continued the Princess.

“Alhamdulillah” says Budi thanksgiving.

“Talking really dong, mas! Don't be weird! horror Princess Dengernya” Princess's nagging when she hugged Budi again. Now Budi returned the embrace of the Princess.

Satisfied to release the sadness, the Princess let go of her embrace. With a smile, Budi ruffled his sister's hair. Then he continued his intention to refresh himself in the bathroom.

***

“Mas, still busy, yes?”

Adel, who had just entered the room, immediately slipped spoiled on her husband's body.

“Why dear? Anyone want to be chatted?” ask Luki. He stopped his activities with his laptop.

“Adel want it, mas” replied Adel.

“Why, darling?” ask Luki. He turned his chair around to face his wife. Adel sat on the edge of the bed.

“Adel still has contract debt with Diki. Can you not if Adel cicil?”

“Emang still how many times?”

“Still much, sih”

“Why not get cancelled? There is also a corona, which. Danger. We're compensating, how? I'm worried about your health”

“Iya. But there is one job that he expects Adel to be present. You're the one who has the wish that Adel fans, mas”

“When?”

“Entar malem” reply Adel.

“It was from afternoon, anyway. But the entertainment is until malem. And Adel asked to make dateng in malemnya” continued Adel.

“Where is it?”

“Decet home sewage”

“Swasteku?”

“Iya. You can stay there, right?”

“I temenin, yes?”

“Ha? During ngejob? Make what? The one with Luki khilaf, lil”

“Yes no papa, right? Khilaf equals wife herself, ini”

“Yes but not in the place of celebration as well, mas” reject Adel while patting spoiled her husband's thigh.

“Kan we're newlyweds. Naturally, if it is still hot”

“Yes that's not the time either. Time do not want to lose with the bride?” kilah Adel is getting anxious.

“Eeeem” Luki looks thinking.

“What? Fish net already, volley net already, what else?” adel asked with a tingly smile.

“I want to see you use kebaya, which” replied Luki.

“Kekaya? What is it, try?”

“Ya removable, lah”

“Ribet, mas”

“Come, please! Let me not khilaf if I see another”

“Oh, dare to see another, hem? Want to be circumcised again?”

“Adooow. Pain, yang” squeals Luki in pain.

“Biarina. Naughty, sih”

“Loh, that's not naughty. Kok even said naughty”

“Hemm. Guess Adel nih, mas Luki never saw the recording of Adel gig while playing in this” said Adel.

“Iya. Ha ha ha ha ha”

“Gosh. So naughty, anyway?”

“The reason is that you are so sexy, if you use that tight kebaya. If only deket, want not remes”

“Oh, dare? Deket tuh. How to install?” challenge Adel.

“Not yet use kebaya. Still less challenging” replied Luki.

“Yakin? Can you hold how many songs, do not touch Adel?”

“Aduh. That's what's hard to answer. Mending is proven, deh”

“OK. Wait, yeah! Adel want to change clothes first” said Adel.

“But it is allowed, mas?” continued Adel.

“Iya” Luki reply.

He stood up and walked to his closet. He looked around, which kebaya was the hottest. He remembered his orange kebaya. The sexiest kebaya according to him.

But as soon as he took the kebaya, his memories instantly floated on the memories with Budi. The day after the event. Where he forgot that he already had a guy, and still fun rocking fun. Without him expecting Budi to come to the celebration, and saw him sway with his heat.

*Yes Alloh. Why do I have to remember those sweet memories? It seems that all things have their own memories with him. Including these kebaya. This is the blue kebaya, the kebaya that made Abram fascinated to see my picture on the medsos. This green kebaya, I don't know how many times I posed with that kebaya. The chocolate. The orange, the silent witness, for the first time I was terrified. Afraid of being left by someone I love very much. But now, I have to wear one of them, but not for him*.

“Why, darling?” reprimand Luki. Surprised either.

“Oh, no. Confused, which is the sexiest?” adel is lying.

“Eem. That's what Adel holds, I think is the best” said Luki.

“Mas Luki likes this one?” ask Adel.

“Iya. Pake, dong!” her door.

“Ya. Adel change clothes first” said Adel.

He went into the bathroom to use his danger. He looked at his own face in the mirror. Although he has given up his crown, in fact he has not been able to fully escape from the shadow of Budi.