The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

chased by protesters

In the afternoon, Budi prepared to carry out his plan. Although it was actually quite heavy he left the mask production line. Because there are still many things that he needs to keep an eye on.

On the other hand, the beautiful salesman, Zulfiana, also felt disappointed, when he saw the arrival of Erika. It was still eleven, but Erika had invited Budi out. Though the plan, he wanted to invite Budi to lunch together again. Zulfiana can only be a manyun, when she finds Budi looks less powerful than Erika.

“Mas. like the guess of Budi mas bener, deh” chirped Erika.

“Then?”

“Liat, deh!” answer Erika.

Erika showed me the tablet she was carrying. And from the rear gate CCTV, there were two people who had participated in the protest, eating at one of the food stalls. They both looked like they were watching PRAM.

“From the front there is also, mas” said Erika.

He turned the display of his tablet screen into a real-time image capture of front gate CCTV.

Seen in the distance, right at the turn towards the food stall behind PRAM, there were two more people sitting at the patrol post. Visible flash of light, reflection of an object.

“OK. Just bring a machete. Can still be overcome” comments Budi. Erika stared.

“Are you ready to fight, baby?” ask Budi.

“Any time handsome, as long as with you” Erika replied.

Smile at that answer. Then Budi explained his plan related to the four people who had been waiting for them.

Budi prefers to borrow Aldo's motorbike, in exchange for Erika's car, if Aldo wants to travel. Didn't ask much, Aldo lent me the bike. They exchanged vehicle keys.

Wrapped in Aldo's jacket, as well as a loan helmet, Budi and Erika slid casually out the front gate.

From the rearview mirror, Budi found out that the two people in the patrol post began to move. Apparently they recognized Erika's posture.

Arriving at the end of the road, entering the big road, Budi immediately hit the gas. He wanted to make some distance first.

Budi directly directs his motor mount towards the southern causeway. He glanced for a moment as he passed the wetan market. Turning to the right, he saw two motors passing quickly from the direction of the bridge.

Although it is known that the two motors are large engine capacity, but Budi did not panic. That's because Aldo's bike, even though it's matic, but the engine is also no less big. He took out the motor quickly.

Realizing the target knew that it was being chased, the four people immediately approached without pretending anymore. But the shrewdness of Budi using a motor matic, making him always able to make distance. And there was a chase on the road.

“Mas. They're out of gun” Erika exclaimed.

“Wadd. Play porn action, they” comment Budi.

*Taak*

“Aduuh”

“Golok, mas Bud” exclaimed Erika, after pinching Budi's helmet.

“Oh, machete? Oke”

Budi bergeber again motor mounts, make a distance further.

“There is a scope Ka, in the sand pile” exciting Budi.

“Mana?”

“It's on the left of the road”

“Kiri road? Where the hell?”

“Twenty meters” reply Budi.

“Fifteen” says Budi again.

“Ten” he continued.

“Oke. keliatan” exciting Erika.

He extended his left hand, preparing to grab the shovel.

*Sreekk*bw*.

“Woooi”

In one go, the scope was successfully obtained by Erika. Evident by the screams of the person who saw the action. Now they both have something to fight.

“I’m ready to fight, baby” exciting Erika.

“Ten minutes to teak kobeng” reply Budi.

“And they are still pursue us” says Erika.

“Of course”

Budi still continues to run zigzag, trying to break the attention of the motorbike who is chasing them. But up ahead there, approaching the beach soge, will usually be quiet from the vehicle. And it will be an opportunity for the pursuer to get closer.

“Standby one, Ta!” exclaim Budi. Erika wide.

“Ta?” ask Erika.

“Ka” reply Budi.

Budi was surprised, realizing he had spoken wrongly. Fortunately similar.

“Oh” comments Erika brief.

“Mepet left, mas!” erika Pinta.

“Why?” ask Budi, wave test.

“Secope is just one. Let them on the right of all”

“OK”

Smile at that answer. He thought Erika was sulking and wanted to go down. Apparently he has a plan.

Budi propel the motor with a stick to the shoulder of the road. So there is no more room to go ahead from the left. There are only cliffs as well as road dividers.

“WOO... STOP ANJ***!”

There was a scream from their right. And it looks like one of the bikes is picking them up. A flash of light was also visible from the brandished machete.

*CIIIIT*

Budi braked suddenly.

*CIIT.... BRAAAK.... GROSAK GROSAK GROSAK*

“BANG**”

The second motor, which happened to be behind him, stopped its speed late. Both drivers fell after hitting the rear wheel.

Budi chuckled as the machete holder shouted cursing, realizing he had dropped their friend without a fight. And he gasped immediately, leaving behind his two pursuers.

“STOP ANJ***!”

*Wuuuss*

*DAAAAANG*

The pursuer swung his machete with all his might. Lucky Erika sprightly. With that shovel he fended off the machete attack. Right with the spade plate.

*DAAAAANG*

*DAAAAANG*

*DAAAAANG*

*PAAANG*

“Cock different?” budi Gumam.

It turned out that the last sound was the sound of Erika's spade hitting the eel of the machete bearer. And he fell off his bike. There are still motorists left.

“Yank. No papa, right?” exclaim Budi.

Got a call ‘yank’, Erika smiled.

“No papa, mas. Aman” replied Erika.

“The rod is good to hold it” continued Erika.

“Woow” comments Budi.

*Taakk*

“Shovel intern, mas” exclaimed Erika, knowing Budi imagined something else.

“Hempf. Ha ha ha ha ha”

He laughed, hearing Erika's call. He then accelerated the speed of his motorbike. Making Erika hug, in surprise.

As Budi guessed, the one person who was still left was still chasing. Unlike before, now he prefers to hit Budi from behind.it is because he only has a dagger, while Erika still has a shovel.

Many times this person memepet Budi to be dropped on a cliff or on a road divider. But Erika is no less agile. Even if attacked from the left, he could still swing his shovel with precision.

Until finally, they arrived at the entrance of the village of Sidodadi. Behind them, their pursuers stopped. Like hesitating to follow Budi, enter the road to the teak kobeng forest. But in the end, he came in too. He immediately gas-turfed.

“Mas. He chases. How?” ask Erika.

Budi did not answer. He reduced the speed of his motorbike. He is saying a prayer in his heart. As a condition that must be done if you do not want to get lost in this forest.

In front of them, there was a huge teak tree. Largest among the other teak. Budi turned his bike there. Teak that was right on the side of the road he made a place to hide.

“Mas. It's still so bad” Erika scolded.

“We saw aj” replied Budi.

Although confused, but Erika did not protest. He got off the bike, and was on standby, if he had to have physical contact with that person, and that person approached.

“Loh, how?”

Erika was confused, that person just passed them by. It was as if they did not see their existence, but it was so open.

“Let's go first! Sample gasoline abis” Budi command.

“Emang she'll be back, mas?”

“Lah. Said he was here?”

“Once doang, mas”

“Udah! Lookout!” tukas Budi's.

And it's true. That guy's back again. But again it was like not seeing their existence and so continued, up to five times back and forth.

And as it passed the sixth time, the man turned towards the path on the left of the road. And traversed the two of them without realizing their existence at all.

“Yuk, follow!” bring Budi.

But it turns out Budi invites Erika to act on foot. Erika according to him. The man continued to drive his vehicle slowly until deep into the forest. Inside, there was an old house that was very unkempt. That's where he stopped. The man seemed confused by the surrounding conditions.

“Sekopnya” pinta Budi.

Erika gave a shovel in her hand.

I'm going to sit around, get close to that guy. The shady atmosphere slowly became dim, with the clouds gathering in the sky above them.

*DAAANG*

Swing his spade at the man's head. Without a helmet, once enough swinging, the person instantly fainted.

“Kok made unconscious, mas?” ask Erika.

“We take it in first. We are interrogating in Dalem”, Budi replied.

He pulled something out of his pants pocket. It's a raffia rope. Erika helped tie the man's hands and feet. Then he helped Budi carry the man into the house. They tied the man up on one of the rooftop posts of the empty house.

Long enough they waited for the man to roar. Various questions they immediately threw out once the person woke up. But the man did not want to confess.

Without hesitation, Budi stuck the man's dagger into the left thigh of the man. Surely the man was screaming in pain. But the man still insisted on not answering Budi's question.

Budi added an incision to that thigh. It takes a few incisions, until the person succumbs to the pain he feels.

“Bejo” said the man down.

“Bejo. That rattan has Bejo”

“Bejo who?” erika asked, the man shook his head, still grimacing in pain.

“Bejo who?” erika asked again, slapping the man.

“Ya Bejo city, lah. Who else?” tell that guy.

“I don't know what his real name is. Everyone calls him, Bejo” the man continued.

“Where did the rattan come from?” ask Budi.

That guy shakes. Be patient. He pulled out the dagger immediately, and will stick it back. The man shouted loudly, restraining Budi's actions.

He mentioned a place. Not to directly believe. But many times the man swore that he wasn't lying. He told me how the rattan got to PRAM.

“Where, mas?” ask Erika.

“Unfortunately very much” replied Budi.

“Ya. We go back, then” continued Budi.

“Oke” says Erika.

“Hoe. Release me!” the man shouted, as Budi and Erika moved.

But Budi seemed to not care. He just left the man helpless. Erika followed Budi, also without a care.

They went back to their bikes. While walking, Erika received a short message. The message told him that the men who had been chasing were still looking for them. And now, their numbers were many times more.

There's a short video, footage from the satellite capture. And there were two people Erika knew, the one she dropped with a shovel, and the one who fell for Budi braked suddenly.

“Mas. There's no other way, anyway?” ask Erika.

“Why?” Back to asking.

“It seems, the front road is not safe, mas”

“Know where?”

“Feeling, sih”

“Hempf”

Be chuckled. For the umpteenth time, he heard the same word come out of the mouth of an Erika.

“OK. We muter aja”

Budi did not rule out feelling Erika. Because that word, for Budi, is not just a mere feeling. But it has been through calculations based on Erika's experience. It's just that the accuracy is still below ninety percent.

Budipun took Erika into the village of Sidodadi, and turned right, towards the grave. That road, the end will be broken in the big road, but in the next subdistrict.

“Where? Got a feeling what now, baby?” ask Budi, after arriving near the big road.

“Eeem”

Erika did not answer immediately. He checked his phone without Budi knowing.

“Ndon't know, mas. I think it's safe” replied Erika.

“OK”

Budipun drove his bike to the big road. Then back to town, past the old road. On the way, Erika made a proposal to go to the gallery first. Because Paul gave freedom to both of them. And he's convinced that Paul is also in the gallery. Be agreeable with that proposal.