The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

the noise in front of the house

In the afternoon, before the dzuhur, Budi and Adel decided to go home. Adel also looks tired, after several hours of shooting sessions.

Without being offered and without being invited, Adel did not refuse when Budi pointed his motorcycle towards his home. Because Adel's motorbike is in the yard of Budi's house.

Upon entering the neighborhood street, they wondered. There were many people in front of his house. There are also two dump trucks parked. The closer, also seen by them, two mounds of urug soil that eat half the body of the road.

“Well, here it is, the person” exclaimed bu RT. Suddenly two men with thick bodies approached Budi's motorbike.

“You have the name Budi?” ask one of them.

“Iya, right. What's wrong mas?” reply Budi.

“That's, the ground urug your order already we brought. We put it as you wish. We are waiting for the money, nih” replied the dump truck driver.

“Yes, we've been waiting almost an hour. Residents have started to fuss, nih”sahut the other.

“Loh, I did not mesen urug, mas” said Budi.

“Eh, you are cheap, rich mom-and-mom. Uda cave bawain, already hanged us an hour here. Now you say no urug pesen, ha? very good bacot lo”

The gondrong-haired driver, who questioned Budi first, was instantly enraged. He clutches the collar of Budi's shirt, then he pulls it close to his face.

“Mas, kalem first, dong! Not not to pay. This we clarified first”

Unexpectedly, Adel got off the motor and pushed the body of the long-haired driver.

“Tampoline aja, mas! He's taking him, the guy. Udah often nipu people” said bu RT pompori.

“Iya, mass. I have also been tricked by him” exclaimed other mothers, behind Bu RT.

“OK, okay. I pay. How much all?”

“Three hundred thousand” replied the driver.

“Busyet, very expensive?” ask Budi surprised.

“Who told us to do it?” snarl the driver.

“Strike, Mas! Pompous people, gini rich, do not need mercy!” exclamation Bu RT.

“Nih, mas!” said Budi. He handed over three pieces of money a hundred thousand from inside his wallet.

“From earlier, cake! You rancid boy, lo. Ngerjain cave aja” replied the gondrong driver. He accepted the money with a rude attitude.

“Mas, see the phone number of the person who messen this urug, dong!” pinta Budi's.

“Who are you, whole cave? Uh, from yesterday the cave has been the same lo, yes. Don't make a show, deh!” snarl the driver.

“Iya, whoa. Urugnya just think! Roadway, here. All hape numbers are taken care of” sahut Bu RT pumps.

“Mas, I'm right, it's fine. How did sampeyan nyolot?”

“BAJ***N RANCID. LO MAKE THE EMOTIONS CAVE AJ”

The gondrong driver approached Budi again. He gripped again the collar of Budi's shirt, and prepared to punch him.

“Additional love cave one hundred thousand. But you said the same cave, who told you to come here!” budi said while showing off the red money sheets in his hands. His voice growled, and his eyes began to turn red.

“Add another hundred, lah! Cingcay we sih” sahut chauffeur who haired fat.

“Mumpung cave has not changed his mind, nih” continued Budi, regardless of the talk of the fat-haired driver.

“What? you want to do something? Why are we noisier? No, deh! Poor chick lo, no jil*tin”

“Ha ha ha ha” a smug hair laugh, responding to the teasing of his friend.

BUUUKKK

“AAA”

The gondrong floated in the air, after a tonjokan from Budi landed on his chest.

*BRUAAAAKKK*

Boxing without a swipe, able to throw the paddle up to five meters more. He landed on the front fence of Budi's house. His tailbone, landed right on a large rock that he carried himself with his urug.

“AAAA”

The mothers who were watching screamed hysterically. No one would have thought, if people as big and as big as that, would be slammed, just because of a tonjokan Budi.

“ABRAAM”

Adel squealed as Budi suddenly got off his bike, and walked quickly to where the gondrong landed.

“HOEEEK”

The gondrong puked. The hairdo tried to help him sit back, because the gondrong suddenly was unable to hold his balance, then fell down.

“Oke mas, patient mas!” pinta the hair.

It turned out that he was scared too, when he saw his friend vomit blood so. He thought, if the gondrong whose body was bigger than him alone, could fall down, let alone himself.

“Kalo you both still want to get out of here for life, say the same cave, who told you to come here!” budi's Order.

He was standing right in front of the gondrong. His eyes were already completely reddened. His teeth were cracking, holding back anger. The words of the gondrong who harassed Adel, made him no longer able to hold back.

Budi's neighbors, absolutely no one dared to approach. One warning given by Budi, powerful enough to make everyone think a thousand times to block it.

The gondrong grabbed his pants pocket. He pulled out his phone. He gave the phone to the hairdresser. He knew what grondrong meant. Immediately he punched a few times the touch screen of the phone.

“This, mas” says hairdo.

Pressing the dial button. For a while, the call did not get an answer. He called again. He did not care about Adel who came to give a bottle of mineral water to the haircut.

*halo. How, ndrong? It's home, huh? put it down first! I otw nih. I met the client*

Without introducing yourself too, Budi can guess, whose voice is on the other side of the phone. Behind that voice, there was music. Very typical jingle. Jingle who also mentioned the identity of the place. There was another female voice asking the person he called. And he also recognized the voice.

“Jawab!” budi's orders on the haircut, with a soft voice. The hair understands.

“Udah from earlier, beg*. Booth!” said ranbut cekak.

*yes. It's otewe*.

*Tuuuut*

The phone connection was suddenly cut off. Sontak makes Budi's emotions more bubbling.

“BRAAM”

Adel screeched again, as Budi turned around. In Adel's view, Budi seems to already know who the target is, and where the target location is. But suddenly the footsteps stopped. In front of him stood a man who blocked his path.

“Let pakde aja”

That person is none other than Mr. Kusno. Be misbehaved. Although it can not cover the look of his face and red eyes. For a moment they looked at each other, but both fell silent.

“Buana Asri”

I mention the name of one of the places. It was as if he knew what his uncle wanted, even if it was not delivered verbally.

Mr. Kusno nodded. He turned right, and went with his men. Budi is still silent. The desire to beat someone is still very high.

“Ighfar, bram!”

Adel's voice sounded melodious and soothing to the ears. That is how Budi feels. He took a deep breath, and he exhaled while saying something in his heart. Several times he repeated it, until he felt his emotions subside.

Some people came to Budi. They said that they were told by Mr. Kusno to put the urug into Budi's yard. He just nodded his head.

Adel invited him to enter the house. When he accidentally saw the existence of RT bu, his emotions bubbled up again. The desire to hurt RT bu, is as great as the desire to repay the person who bullied him. Even if there's a RT on the side.

As much as possible, Adel persuaded Budi to ignore them. Aided by the village elders, Budi finally softened. Without saying goodbye, he left, went into the house.