The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

the mind almost got out of control

Mas. You're accusing my papa of being that Bejo?” erika asked, after a while looking at each other.

I did not answer Erika's question. He pulled Erika to follow him towards the gallery. Everyone is confused to see the attitude of the mind.

“Mas. Leasin!” erika exclaimed, while shaking her hand, after passing through the back door of the gallery. Budi's hand was released from his hand.

“Your team yes, accuse papa I am so rich?” exclaim Erika. His eyes look glazed.

“My father is crazy working, mas. But he's not a mad treasure, that justify all ways”

He still looks at her sharply. His mind is fucked now. Hearing Bejo junior's words being matched with her, made her think, that that person and his group knew Erika well.

“You trust Sephia more, mas?” ask Erika.

“Sephia's her boyfriend Sandi, mas. Sandi wants to destroy you. And Sephia is a genius. He's a painter benefiting from the situation, mas. Did you not realize that?” continued Erika.

Budi is still silent. His mind was busy analyzing everything. About who is honest, and who is lying.

“I didn't expect mas, you were the same instant I” said Erika, yelling Budi daydream.

“I didn't know, you accused me of papa, is part of the camat cerbon. Just from people who are not clear who he” continued Erika. Still not flinching.

“What are you doing, asking me if you don't believe me?” ask Erika.

“MAKE APAA?” shouted Erika.

*TWOARR*

Let go of emotions, hearing Erika's screams. He punched the wooden wall, which borders the back door of the gallery.

Erika surprised. He fell silent, saw Budi's eyes blushing, and looked at him sharply, from a very close distance. Budi placed his left arm to the right of Erika's neck. Erika as if confronted by Budi. They stared at each other for a long time.

“Oke” says Erika.

“Kalo mas already do not believe in me, and still mute me rich so, take my heart, mas!” continued Erika. Be not flinching.

“An honor, to die in your hands, mas. Hands of the man I love so much” continued Erika. Still not flinching.

“Do, mas! Although I am not what you accuse me of, I willingly, mas” continued Erika again.

Still looking at him fixedly. And Erika was at a loss for words. Shortly thereafter, Budi moved away from Erika. He walked forward, covering his face. He also heard his long breath.

On the terrace, he meets Cobra. He asked for a cigarette. Without being asked twice, Cobra gave her a cigarette. Even light it up. Budi thanked him, then asked Cobra to patrol again.

Each of his suction, always along with a long breath. Yes, Budi is trying to calm his heart and mind.

From behind, Erika looked at him fixedly. Her tears still seemed to flow. His own mind was also raging. He knows, Budi is not the origin of accusations. He was sure, Budi had already pocketed a lot of information that he was unaware of. In his little heart, he wondered, is it true, that the papa, was the Bejo?

He approached Budi. Carefully, he sat to the left of Budi. Just look at him for a moment. But he didn't run away, nor was he repressive like that. He let Erika sit next to him. For a few moments, they were silent to each other.

“Mas” call Erika.

He called, he was surprised too. He was surprised, because Budi immediately turned his head. And those red eyes, they're gone. As if it was back to normal.

“I'm sorry, mas.? I don't know anything about papa” Erika said.

“Huuuffftt”

Budi breathed a long breath, along with his cigarette smoke. Then he nodded his head.

“There is so much information about your papa, ka” said Budi, responding to Erika's remarks.

“Honestly, I was so screwed, when Fatoni gave me two photos. The one he said as Daniel, the one as Bejo” continued Budi.

“And the photo he pointed to as that Bejo, Papa?” ask Erika. Budi nodded.

“The other photo?”

“I don't know”

“Yes. I thought so too, Ka”

“Terus?”

“When I said that to Nungki, he was rich in trouble to answer. He's rich scared of something. But clearly, he protested with me, because I did not tell him, if it turns out I saw this Bejo. Though he has set up a body for my family”

“What info from Nungki is valid?” ask Erika. Between anger and curiosity.

“Come, Ka. I became more confused” replied Budi. They stared at each other for a while.

“Kalo anyone you know, please say, Ka! You are you, your father is your father. Whatever you want your papa lakainin, the important thing is you still stand on your own feet” pinta Budi.

Erika gasps. He understands what Budi means. Budi's words indicate that Budi still loves him. I don't mix it with her papa. As long as he is not involved in drug affairs, Budi will still continue to love him.

“Kalo his business is the same drug, I know absolutely nothing about papa, mas” said Erika. Listen to it seriously.

“Kalo turns out papa is the Bejo, my attitude will be the same as Stevani” continued Budi.

“Hem?”

“Kalo emang papa is the Bejo, and he wants to nyakitin mas Budi, I'm the first person who will hold him. And if I don't have the power to take advantage, I also won't hesitate to get out of this body, mas” replied Erika, explaining her point.

Budi nodded his head. His anger is now gone. Change logic, which says that Erika does not lie.

“Oke. we continue again, prepare the plan!” bring Budi.

“Iya” Erika replied.

He followed Budi who stood up. Budi's hand is not wasted. With a feeling of haru, he accepted the hand. He stood up and walked with Budi. He sank spoiled full of pampering, as Budi clasped his shoulders, drawing closer to his embrace.

At the back door of the gallery, Mrs Ratih stood up and looked at them with her eyes open. He who was worried about something bad happening after Budi punched the back wall of the gallery, forced to look inside the gallery.

Erika immediately calmed down and cried while hugging Ratih's leg. Because you already know what really happened, Mrs Ratih faced it with about. As for her own son, Ratih stroked Erika's head lovingly.

“Control your emotions, ngger!” pinta bu Ratih's. Be down.

“In such confusing conditions, it would be better if we use a cool head, to sort out which is right and which is wrong” continued bu Ratih.

“Good, bu” replied Budi.

“Ya. Sukron needs you, ngger. You guys meet, gih!”

“Good, bu” replied Budi.

Mrs Ratih wakes Erika up. Still crying, Erika apologizes to Ratih's mom, for her ignorance about her papa.

“We don't know the truth yet, Rika. We can't say someone's wrong, just from someone else's talk. Let Gusti Alloh lead us” replied Mrs Ratih.

Erika was still staring fixedly into Ratih's eyes. There was fear in his heart. Fear will be hated by the man who will be his father-in-law.

“Although indeed the father mbak Rika is as Budi alleged, originally mbak Rika did not follow, and really love Budi, mother still receive, kok” continued bu Ratih.

“Please take Rika's life bu, if Rika betrays mom!” answer Erika.

“Thanks yes, nduk. Mother is very honored. May Rika istikomah with the words mbak Rika justan”

“Kapanpun, mom. Please bill Rika's words, if you see Rika does not keep Rika's words. Rika won't dodge, bu”

“Iya, nduk. Thanks”

Mrs Ratih took Erika back to the wood workshop. Where kang Sukron and the others are waiting.

Just below the stairs, the Princess waited in the company of Madina. Erika immediately lowered her body, and bowed to the Princess. Of course, it was rejected by the Princess.

But instead of hate, the Princess just felt it was reversed. The princess widened her hands, and was immediately greeted by Erika. They hugged for a while.

Let's leave them both. He's refocused on making plans.