The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

the first move

“Loh, that's why, rame – rame?” chirps Budi.

Adel felt like he was being pulled from another realm. He was confused by the circumstances around him. But a moment later, he began to be able to understand the surroundings.

“Pak Janto, any pack sir?” ask Budi.

Seen Pak Janto terngah – puffing, like running long distance. So many pairs of eyes directly towards the direction of Budi's arrival. His mother was also among the – people who crowded it.

“This, Bud” replied Mr. Janto, pointing at the rear tire of the motor.

“Astaghfirullohal’adzim” exciting Budi. Adel also mumbled the same word.

“Cock can tear, sir?” subconsciously Adel asked.

“Iya it, mbak. There was a motorbikes Budi. Two guys, go get a duck bike. I thought, you want to park, it's full. Yes, I am biarin. Eh no yahoo, shaving a knife. And directly dipancepin to the tire Budi” motorbike replied Mr. Janto.

“Keep the guy ran away, sir? Not chased?” ask Adel again.

“Udah chased. But very frisky. The narrow streets dare to speed. Rich has memorized the path. Know – know ngilang” replied Pak Janto

“Iya, if you get it anyway, we've been thumping rame – rame” said the person next to him.

“Udah, nduk. This is an ordeal for Budi” said bu Ratih calming.

“Ya Alloh, there are – anyhow. What's the lack of work?” lamented Adel.

“Embang work times, mbak” chirps parking attendant.

“Ya already, mr – father. Thanks, for the help. Weak teles sir, ngggeh. Gusti Alloh the bales” Budi said.

“Sama – equals, Bud. Let's get in the car, I'm anther to sirnoboyo. There is a workshop there, right Jalan” replied Mr. Janto, representing all who helped.

“Nevent gone, sir. Time for my father to return. Entar Budi push it. Deket this”

“Udah come. Do not worry, mbak Adelnya safe same bu Ratih” persuaded pak Janto.

Be in a dilemma. On the one hand, the meat will be faster if you ride a pick up pak janto car. But on the one hand, he felt it was rude to have to leave Adel.

“Good intentions people should not be rejected” Adel's advice.

Look to the left.

Adel's smile made him feel calm. At the very least, Adel showed no offense, with the offer of Janto sir.

“Entar me there, if you want to go home” continued Adel.

“OK deh” replied Budi, finally.

Move the motor up to the sea fish block area. The floor of the sea fish block was indeed higher than the surrounding land. Rata with car tub Janto sir. Budi raise his motorbike through the road that was originally intended for the disabled. While Mr. Janto, rewind his car in a special area loading and unloading marine fish polyfoam. Then, load the motorbikes Budi into the tub of the car.

After being tied properly, Budi and Pak Janto immediately paid off. Adel gave Budi a half-forced smile. His face looks sad. His heavy breathing seemed to confirm his sadness.

****

This morning Budi still helped his mother open the stall. Even though today he had to start working at PT. PRAMS. He would not allow a princess to replace him. Although she knew, the princess was used to helping her mother open the stall. But he wanted to share the task.

"You must have made our house neat! isn't it funny, pretty girl rich room ship broke.Oleng captain?" budi's Order.

As a teenager, the Princess should have started learning to take care of the house. If you want to be a career woman, the Princess must be able to clean the house with this limited time.

If the Princess cannot, said Budi, the Princess will not get a marriage license from Budi. Because now, you're buying a guardian for him. The princess was sulking hearing that Budi said. But he also felt challenged to prove to Budi that he could do it.

Budi only smiled when his mother warned him, so as not to hold the fish. Because he's been taking a shower. It doesn't taste good that the smell of the fish is carried all the way to his new workplace.

"Yes, mom. Relax!"

But Budi, he didn't heed his mother's warning. The target is finally, his mother's stall is ready to serve the buyer.

He had his own way of removing the scent of fish stuck in his hands.

"Just go back, ma'am?"

Finished opening his mother's stall, Budi immediately clean, and change clothes. The neat white uniform had adorned his athletic body. Makes mom – fish trader mom jokingly tease her. After breakfast with supplies brought from home, the mind immediately say goodbye.

“Hearts – hearts yes ngger. Mother's prayers are always with you” said Mrs Ratih.

“Thanks mom. Assalamu’alaikum” Budi's

“Wa’alaikum salam”

Mrs Ratih accompanied her son's departure with a heartfelt prayer. Until not aware that his eyes glazed – glass. He was so grateful, Alloh gave way for his son to find work again.

In the parking lot, Budi had met with the beautiful receptionist yesterday. Called Marsya. That's how he introduced himself. The man is jolly and smiling.

"Congrat yes, mas"

Marsya congratulates Budi, who has been accepted as part of this company. Be thankful. And they parted at the door of the lobby.

Although there is a door from the lobby to the office, but Budi prefers to enter through the gate of the workshop. All along he gets acquainted with another employee who happens to cross paths with him.

“Hei, Bud. Very happy as it”

Someone's call distracts him. It turned out to be his office friend.

“Hei, Aldo. Healthy, do?” sapa Budi too.

“Alhamdulillah, healthy. You are very cheerful this morning” asked Aldo again.

“Yes, thank goodness. Just entered directly with the acquaintance of the head of the Frame department. How not to try? Elsewhere, where is there?” reply Budi.

“Ah, you Bud, can aj” please the leader.

“Pak Teguh anyway, is a good person. Same me too, I used to” praise Aldo.

The middle-aged man smilingly praised those two juniors. They then entered the workshop. They split up in front of the office. Inside, Riki had already arrived. He greeted Budi and Aldo with a big smile. The three men seemed ready to work.

“TUIIIIT”

The opening bell for business hours has sounded. Directly, each – departments gathered to form a formation of each – each.

They did a short breifing to start the work this morning.

No exception with the division or rather called the PPIC team. They formed the smallest formation among the others. But it looks as serious as any other division.

Aldo's most senior explained the target of marketing. There are some POs that must be met this week. The schedule is a bit flat. So there is no allowable prolonged delay.

Aldo also explained that he now holds logistics, because the frame department has been handed over to Budi. So it's time to answer the expectations of Mr. Paul.

"Regarding the frame department, I think they're too relaxed, Bud. They don't care what our problems are. Yeah, it's because they're people around, anyway.especially in the finishing part. They're basically thugs. Difficult to talk to. haampir work is never on time.so, marketing is also often too busy to switch the brain to reset the schedule" said Aldo explained about the frame department.

"What's this way, how?" ask Budi.

"Preparation sex is also like that. It was made into two people, still a meter. Which one often hurts. It hurts, it hurts, it's coughing, it's tight. Make sexy welding like idle, glare material" replied Aldo.

Be understanding. He didn't say he had plans for the frame department. The warning from Aldo, is a challenge in itself. He must also show Aldo that no one can be a ruler and act as he pleases.

Budi noted the target given by Aldo. That goal needs to be met today. Budi questioned the logistics for the frame.

Aldo displays his data about the type of – types of materials commonly used. This includes the product code, shape, and type of material used. I copy the data into his pocket book.

"OKAY. We'll get together again after the coffie break"

Aldo asked Budi and Riki to gather again at ten, to discuss the progress achieved. After that, they pray, then go out to the area of responsibility – each.

Walk directly to the frame area. Mr. Teguh immediately welcomed. He was operating a rolling machine.

"Where is the operator, sir?" ask Budi.

Said Mr. Teguh, the other operator did not enter, because of a fever. Ask about the history of this workshop. About the layout of the machine that looks not as well.

"It wasn't this big before, Bud. You must be inget, this place used to be just a warehouse"

"Yes too, sir. Budi also ingetnya this warehouse.so shocked, when he knew there was a factory as medium as this" said Budi.

Mr. Teguh recounted, that in the past, there was only one plot of this room. Must share between frame, webbing, office, and others.

The space next door, now woven, is a new building. It was built two years ago. Include finishing areas, and logistics garages.

"Formerly, all the machines are aligned with this rolling machine. From the gate, to the middle wall. The right side there, now occupied by the bending press machine and the material rack, were all office buildings. Woven department, the position is in the middle" said Mr Teguh.

Ask about the changes that have occurred. About inaccessibility of this machine – machine neatly. Mr. Teguh explained, if it used to be a shift in position, the maintenance person did not exist.

"They all resigned, because they felt that their salary demands were not met. It would be as if only people who slide the machine – this machine. Not yet settled, it has been charged with a very high target at that time" continued Mr. Teguh.

"Now right, there, sir?" ask Budi.

"Now, the maintenance division does exist, but they are inexperienced. So, conditions like this, yes for them feel normal. For them, that's not normal if the engine dies or there's a problem. As long as it can still run, yes for them it is no problem" replied Mr. Teguh.

Budi asked Mr. Teguh's opinion about the layout of this workshop. He admitted that he did not bother with this workshop. For him, the important thing is they can work on following the target, that's good.

Be smiling. He did not continue the conversation. He felt an inner pressure there. And Budi did not want this familiar atmosphere to change in a matter of minutes.

"You go, go there first, sir" Amit Budi.

"Please" replied Mr. Teguh.

One by one greeting, who was free he chatted with for a while. While calculating the number of units that are ready to finish, or who are in the process. If the time is calculated, if they are consistent in working, the target should be met.

"Oh yeah, we've been this way a long time. Work according to salary. His salary is asking for more. If the company gives you a big bonus, new"

From this, Budi has a picture, that the allegations he conveyed yesterday, something is proven. They work for what they are. Limit their creativity according to what they receive. Information about the flow of how the year-end bonuses can be achieved, does not reach them.

Budi shifted behind the wall, to a row of finishing rooms. He gets acquainted with an employee whom Aldo says is still a gang. Of the five, there was one person whose attitude was more domineering.

"Dino Cave"

He introduced himself to Dino. He claimed to be the leader in the finishing section. Although in reality, they were all under the direct command of the department head.

When Budi came to them, the five people were busy talking while sipping coffee. Fifth – limanya are sitting lesehan leave posts – each. In fact, only a few frames of furniture that they have completed.

“Mas, we have a target that we have to meet. So, copying him while working ya” reprimand Budi. Dino doesn't seem to like it.

“Udah, relax. Anyway five o'clock, clear all the targets” replied Dino.

“Jam five is in order?”tanya Budi.

“Beres. Usually also res” said the person who introduced himself as Dirman.

“Beres from here is five o'clock. Shell in plaited, what time, mas?” ask Budi.

“It's none of our business, lah. Why do we take care of people's business? Go around what time, it's their business” replied Dino.

“Mas, any delay, it's got the fine. Fines from bookers, fines from transportation, customs, lots of gold"

“Urusan who has a factory, lah. His subordinates are many, people pinter – pinter. Ask them to think about their faith. It's hard anyway?”

“Keep, what are you doing here?” tanya Budi.

“You get paid for work, and think about company business. If only want to coffee, in the shop, not here”

“Eh, new guy. Lots of bacot lo. You don't know who the cave is, ha?” yell dino. Sekonyong – konyong he stood and gripped the collar of Budi uniform.

“Ha ha ha ha. The cave is not senile, mas. You already mentioned the name, earlier, Dino”

“Yes you know, who is Dino?” ask Dino again.

“Painters, right? Whose is? Pimp?” reply Budi still with a crybaby.

“BANG** “ umpat Dino

“HYAA” Dino raises his fist towards Budi's face.

BUUAAKKK

A huge blow landed on Budi's left cheek. But not one bit make Budi budging. His face did not change direction. His gaze was still straight looking at Dino's eyes.

GOSH

Dino began to tremble his heart, seeing that his hard punch was unable to turn Budi's head away, let alone knock him down.

He smiled, then looked at Dirman and the others. They seem to take a step back. Budi took his notebook, and gave them a piece of paper containing numbers.

“This is your target for four o'clock in the afternoon” said Budi.

Dirman seemed forced when he received a piece of paper that Budi encouraged. Budi patted Dirman on the shoulder, and passed past Dino without glancing at him. It was as if Dino wasn't there.