The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

someone is a convert

This is not the first time Erika has been to Budi. His first moment was when he was driven home after lunch together, upon his arrival from Germany. Although not the first, but Erika felt another thump in her heart.

Why is it now a rich cave boy, huh? Deg-degan gini heart cave

Erika looked towards Budi's left rearview mirror.hopefully she could see a handsome face with that mysterious smile. But fatefully, it turns out Budi is also looking at his rearview.

Intentions want to see the condition of the road behind him, Budi was shocked because even Erika's face appeared. Suddenly he chuckled, seeing Erika pull his head, secluded behind his helmet.

*Yes Alloh. Could he be the answer to my complaints lately? Did You bring him to replace the one who has gone? But my memory of him leaving is still too thick, huh Alloh. Relieve this pain in my heart, O God! Only you are the best healer*.

Erika was stunned as she looked back towards the rearview mirror. He saw Budi focused on looking at the road, but he felt that some of Budi's thoughts were drifting somewhere.

Her forehead was too visible, indicating she was thinking about something. She hugged him.

Budi gasped to feel the embrace on his body. He looked in the direction of the spy. There was a smile on Erika's lips. A moment later, Erika stroked her chest. He breathed a heavy sigh. She felt bad knowing Erika was aware of her turmoil.

Arriving at the destination, Erika called Paul sir. And he was directed to head to the resort's backyard.

A moment of pensive Budi. His memory again floated at the opening moment of this resort. Adel brought him here. And they were alone in the backyard enjoying the morning sun.

*Yes Alloh. How many more times do I have to face my memories with him, until I get used to it and feel ordinary*?

“Mas?” erika Reprimand.

“Oh. Yep. Sori” replied Budi stuttered.

Erika patted gently Budi's shoulder, then took him to walk to the place that Paul pointed.

*I'll always be by your side, Mom. In every memory of you with Adel, there will be me there. And slowly, I will fill your mind with wonderful things with me*.

Several times Erika glanced at Budi. And every time that too Budi glanced at him. He gave her a beautiful smile. And in the end, a smile too.

“Loh?”

Be surprised when you get to the destination. For not only Paul was there, but his mother, his sister, and Zulfikar were there. They waved to him. Setali three money with Budi, Erika also felt shocked and confused.

*What is this*?

Paul came to both of them. He invited the two to enter a cage. Although still confused, but Budi can not refuse the subtle order.

“Kok can there be a mother with you, Put? You too, Zul?” ask after exploring everything.

He sat to the right of his mother. Erika took a place in her right, Paul was on Erika's right, facing Ratih's mother. And the Princess faced her brother, side by side with her lover.

“Inadvertently, Bud. Stay again at can” said Paul sir.

Budi turned to his big boss with a questionable look. While Mr. Paul smiled to see Budi demanding more answers.

“Pak Paul here, want to get acquainted further with our family, Bud” bu Ratih talk.

“Means mother?” ask Budi increasingly do not understand.

“Eem” bu Ratih confused where to explain it.

“More precisely the mother, mas” said Princess.

Budi pensive for a while, trying to analyze the words of the Princess.

“Hempf”

Budi chuckled to realize the meaning of the Princess' sentence.

“That's very, her laugh?” exclaimed madam Ratih, while pinching Budi's waist.

“Ha ha ha ha”

But even more so laughs him. Make others laugh too. They understand why they laugh.

“It's me who has the initiative, Bud. I want to know your mother” said Mr. Paul.

That sentence stopped the laughter. But still a big smile.

“Kaya you first. I couldn't sleep. Two further malem” sir Paul.

“Nah loh. Abis dicarbonated too, sir? Ha ha ha ha” suhut Budi.

“Whose name?” ask the surprised madam.

“Mbak Kun” replied Budi origin, while laughing more loosely.

“Mbak Kun Who?” ask Mrs Ratih more seriously. Paul was wrong.

“Kuntilanak, bu” Erika chirps, mediate the tension of Ratih bu and Paul sir.

“Ha ha ha ha”

Keep laughing. He felt more and more amused at the look on his mother's face.

“Kok can kuntilanak? How's the story?” ask Mrs Ratih again. This time with a laugh.

“Mas Budi, ever late for work, said something was haunting. Said Aldo, haunted by kuntilanak. Ha ha ha” Erika replied.

“Loh. When are you late for work, hgger?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Pas we stay first time, bu” said Princess.

“Oh. Who abis dawn sleeps again that?”

“Iya” replied Budi while smiling shyly.

“Emang our house has a ghost?”

“Not a ghost, ibu” exclaims Princess.

Everyone laughed at the Princess's call.

“Why mom so plain again, anyway?” continued Princess.

“Ya continue?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“That's the point, “ says Putri hangs.

“Ah, stop! Mama knows. Plain people again, sih” continued Putri.

“Zul. Jewerin, Zul! I could not complain to his mother, now” orders bu Ratih.

“Eit. Dare?” exclaimed the Princess as Zulfikar was about to pick her up.

“Hempf. Ha ha ha ha ha”

Erika could not help but laugh. Seeing Zulfikar not twitching in front of the Princess. Until a while later, they were still flirting with each other.

“Yes if you're just an acquaintance anyway, no papa, sir. But if you want to continue again, there is one difference that is impossible to uniin” said Budi.

“Wah. Tumben intelnya mas Budi lose as intel mas Zul” commented Putri.

Budi gasp. Looks like someone missed him. But for him it's natural, because Mr. Paul is not a dangerous subject that needs extra attention.

“Iya, deh” said Budi with a big smile.

“Eh. Go to college, you know! Work first, you know! Just married, you” Budi continued.

“Kok even discussed Princess? Talk about Budi again. Iih, sebel” exclaimed Princess. Everyone is laughing.

“Eh. Intel earlier, what do you mean, put?” ask Budi.

“Pak Paul has converted, mas” says Zulfikar.

I was surprised to hear that answer.

He looked at Paul who was smiling. But not a word came out of his lips.

“Allohu Akbar's. Seriously, sir?” ask Budi.

“Yes, Bud” replied Paul sir short.

“But not just because of mom, right, sir?"

The atmosphere turned stiff as Budi asked the question. Mr. Paul seemed a little awkward hearing that specific question.

“Not. I have long wavered in my former beliefs. I often compare the teachings of my religion with the teachings of Islam. Many things I ask, even the kyai who can answer them. Not with reason, just use logic. When that logic I asked my religious leaders first, there I was just told to accept. When I was you, people say tell me to accept it, I always say that person has a mistake. At the very least, he has no answer to my question. And in the future, it is proven that the person is indeed problematic. If one person, professing a religious expert, is asked basic things about his religion can not answer, I wonder, Bud. Not really, what do I believe in? And at the end of the day, I'm a mantep to convert. Yesterday afternoon, at the regency mosque” replied Paul at length.

“Alhamdulillah” says Budi happy. He greeted Paul as a happy expression.

“So it's not just because of mommy huh, sir?” ask Budi.

“Bukan” replied Paul.

“Alhamdulillah”

“I'm just scared, sir. If in the end my father did not match my mother, the father returned to the previous father's religion, my mother can get sap, sir. I don't want that, pak” continued Budi.

“Sya, Bud. I get it, kok”