The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

corn burn

Arriving at the gallery, Paul's car parked sweetly in the corner. There is one other car that Budi feels familiar with the car. Turns out right, it's Pakde Kusno's car. He came with some neighbors in his neighborhood. They came to see the princess.

The atmosphere seemed familiar, because the only people who came were good to his family. Hanin's mother was there too. Be able to talk there.

Quite long and warm togetherness, accompanied by a successful guyonan invite laughter.

After not less than an hour they talked warmly, the guests resigned themselves. They must have been warmly removed too.

Accompanied by the prayers they offer, so that the mother of Ratih family, as well as those who are in the protection of Budi get salvation always. Of course, the prayer was immediately amenable without exception.

Shortly after, they went home. Leaving Mr. Paul, who is still being held by Mr. Ratih so as not to go home first.

“Oh yes, sir Paul” rebuked Budi, when his guests have returned home. All the attention was on him.

“Why, Bud?” ask Paul sir.

“It looks like my Brandon is duty-free, sir. In the factory more needed. I have my employees, sir. All ex-thugs. InsyaAlloh aman”

“Emang, who will take care, mas?” Adel interrupted.

“Kang Bejo” reply Budi.

“Why all of a sudden, ngger?” sahut ma'am Ratih.

“Sya, Bud. No papa, really. I can ask you again if you need to” timpal sir Paul.

“Yes not suddenly too, ma'am. It was talked about, earlier. So Budi thought, it is better to start from now on, so” said Budi answered his mother's question.

“But the Brandon is here, ngger”

“Come?”

“Tuh”

Mrs Ratih pointed to the left side of the gallery. And it looked like Brandon had just come from behind. It seemed like he had just been patrolling around the wooden workshop.

“Tomorrow, ngger. Poor Brandon too. Just come when told to go home again? besides kang Bejo also returned abis maghrib. Time immediately told to guard? Tomorrow then! Tomorrow kang Bejo is entertained, the entrance of the mall, make keep” advices bu Ratih.

As Budi expected, his mother would suggest so.

“Iya, ma'am. That too can” replied Budi relented.

“Sip” comments bu Ratih, happy.

“Where to, ngger? Dapet, no?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Dapet, mom. It was in motor” replied Budi.

“Yes, yuk diiapin!” take madam Ratih.

“By the side, ma'am. At a dead end, tuh. If anyone visits, let's not hesitate. If Putri wants to join also deket” advice Budi.

“True, the” comment sir Paul.

“Yes, I helped you!” bring Paul sir.

Just smile and shake your head. Why be an excited old man? Are they both on purpose, so that the atmosphere does not become stiff?

Whatever it is, Budi immediately went to help Mr. Paul. Madin and Adel sparingly prepared the herbs and containers. While Aldo, who had just arrived, immediately responded by preparing his firewood and firewood.

As expected Budi, Putri forced want to join the burning event. He didn't want to just wait inside.

Laughing amusedly because of the Princess' chatter, Budi prepared a wheelchair, and helped the Princess to move on to the wheelchair. They all gathered at a dead end beside the right of Budi's wood workshop.

When everything was dissolved in joy, burning corn, there was one person who looked different. He was a little far away from the crowd. Sitting barebones on the dirt road.

Came near him. As the host, he felt he had a responsibility to be friendly with his guests. He sat next to the pensive guest.

“I'm sorry yes, Del” said Budi opened the conversation.

Adel seemed to flinch from his daydream. He turned his head and looked at Budi with a sharp enough gaze, but it felt empty for Budi as well.

“For what, mas?” ask Adel.

“Hem? For what?” muttered Budi confused.

“Yes. Indeed, Adel must admit, Adel is very chaotic, mas” said Adel, answering Budi's confusion.

“Drug trafficking base, mas. Oh well, how many, that? How much, try?” adel continued again.budi nodded once.

“Kalo really what the investigator said, one unit that Adel sent to mas Budi, how many pegs, try? If each stake has a drug, how many grams per unit? One set, how many? one kloter is not sure how many. Not yet Luki's order. I don't know how many hundreds of units that pursue” Adel's voice shrinks, but full of emotion.

“Mana Adel also does not know anymore, who are the employees of Adel who purchased the same him. Maybe everything”

Adel covered his face, too heavy a burden he felt.

“How much to try, mas? How many years is the threat?”

Adel's tears now flowed with the pain of his heart. He can only breathe.

“But somehow, Adel still feels sad, left him”

“Udah! Just turn yourself on. Not Adel's fault, Kok” said Budi comforting Adel.

“But Adel has already fur, mas. The name is broken, the workshop cannot open first, the house cannot be occupied by all. Adel is confused about how mas, so still can eat”

“Request dong, same Gusti Alloh” replied Budi.

“Excuse me?”

“Where do you think this workshop is the money from? Gusti Alloh the nyariin”

“Ya” says Short Adel.

“Don't think how! What matters is effort. Angger obah, mesthi mamah”

Adel just nodded his head. He felt ashamed, had hurt Budi, and now he depended on Budi.

“Keep, the attack was, how was it, Del? Did you report it?”

“Loh. The one who got gang-raped, mas Budi. Cover wound gini”

“I don't want to add any problems, Del. It is not clear who told me. If I am asked, yes I prefer them first. But you lost in the car. How do you want?”

“Adel did not think, mas. Go ahead, justin first! The car is taken care of later aja. think about this case already made Adel puyeng really, mas”

“Ya is so. I took the corn, huh?”

“Iya” reply Adel.

Move away, back into the crowd. He took out two corn cobs that had already been burned. He returned to accompany Adel.

Nobody asked him. No one protested either. As already understood and compact let the two of them talk in private. And they continued to enjoy the grilled corn until late at night.

***

Elsewhere, Erika is driving alone, having escorted her parents to the airport. To the air base more precisely. Because it turns out, the father departed not using a commercial plane, but rather hitchhiking on a hercules plane.

He was just shaking his head, as his papa parted with an amused smile. It was because Erika was stunned in astonishment, seeing her papa had an acquaintance of people in a striped uniform. The real thing shouldn't be done, but it's happening.

Yeah, well, Erika turned right to leave the airbase.

Arriving on a road full of corn on her right-left side, Erika reduced the speed of her vehicle. In addition to the condition of the asphalt that much peeled off, earlier when leaving he saw the sand scattered in the lane he passed at this time.

And right, he found the sand. He dodged to the right. At a glance, from the reflection of her headlights, Erika saw a red liquid that had dried on the asphalt.

“What's here happened, huh?” mumbling Erika.

He continued to drive his vehicle at low speed.

“Emang far from residents, anyway. It's natural that no one is grumbling. Fortunately they are not why-why” continued Erika.

Suddenly, from the back, a large number of vehicles appeared. From the highlight of the lamp, Erika could guess that the one who would pass was a two-wheeled vehicle. The roar knows the pot can break the silence tonight.

*DOCTOR DOK*

“Aww”

Erika was surprised to find her right door knocked by someone from outside. When he looked to the right, there was one of the motorists who asked him to pull over with sign language. In front of him, there were several motors blocking his way.

“Haiih. Why else, they?” lamented Erika.